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by Zeebop
Chapter 17
The question tore itself from Lois Lane's lips, stronger even than the need for opium. "Yes!" Circe said, levering herself, and the naked reporter, up. Lois heard the rings in her labia jangle as she allowed herself to be pulled to her feet. "In the last few weeks, this place ha...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 19
Through the veil of the opium she had just smoked, Lois Lane's thoughts came languidly. Emotions were muted under the effects of the , and there was a curious lack of excitement and need for speed as she surveyed the monstrous forms of the women she had come to save. "My nam...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 13
Her pussy itched. That was the first thing Lois knew, when she squirmed in half-sleep, eyes still shut against the tyrant sun. Lazily, her hand drifted down the length of her flat stomach. Brushed against an unfamiliar rough bit of flesh, just above the line of her pubic hair. T...
6 years ago 384 Words 21 Likes 3,180 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 21
Night. Sleep. The city outside her window never slept, but it would grow slow in the nighttime hours. Streets emptied, buildings darkened. Lois could lay in bed, staring outside the glass door to her balcony, to where the towers rose toward the moon. The only thing she missed was...
5 years ago 789 Words 11 Likes 1,010 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 21
Later, had come sanity...and serious, adult talk. Circe was honest when she said that she wasn't a lesbian, at least not all the time; neither was she one of those who could commit fully to a BDSM lifestyle of mistress and . Magic healed the wounds, protected pregnancy...alt...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 21
The average bout of anal sex is measured in minutes. The human asshole is not self-lubricating, and for those who engage in sodomy only occasionally, it is often uncomfortable. Tissues can be torn, and in extremity, even anal fissures and other damage can occur. Even most sex wor...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 19
Perhaps it was the . Or just the frustration of her situation. Or maybe, just maybe, being a giant shifted the reporter's priorities. All she knew is that she was fifty feet tall, naked, slightly buzzed, and if this annoying little insect wanted to be in her ass? Well, Lo...
3 years ago 515 Words 5 Likes 473 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 18
There had been one boyfriend...boyfling...a gymbunny piece of beefcake whom Lois had enjoyed several sweaty hours with over the course of twelve sultry weeks, before life got in the way. The reporter had always suspected he was gay, or at least bi, because he was pretty into anal...
6 years ago 404 Words 12 Likes 1,607 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 18
Physics had never been Lois Lane's strong suit. She had heard of Einstein's famous theory that E = mc²—that energy and mass were two sides of the same coin, and she had barely understood the implications, that vasty concentrations of energy could distort space-time as much as the...
3 years ago 1,010 Words 7 Likes 754 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 14
The immortal sorceress raised an eyebrow and sipped her margarita. Still standing, she spread her legs. Her free hand slipped down to her pussy and spread the lips. Lois Lane took a deep breath. She had been in tight situations undercover before. Sometimes to get what you want,...
6 years ago 280 Words 20 Likes 2,176 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 15
The expression on the immortal sorceress' face was unreadable. Lois Lane, nose-deep in Circe's cunt, could make out the drunken flush of the cheeks, the dilated eyes that portrayed sexual arousal...but there was something else going on behind those eyes, some inner world that the...
6 years ago 499 Words 24 Likes 2,343 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 16
The warm liquid was lapping at the reporter's labia. Any minute now, Lois Lane knew, the golden piss would spill over her belly and breasts and splash right in her face. She could almost picture it happening...remembered the taste from last time...and her gorge rose as she wonder...
6 years ago 369 Words 20 Likes 2,385 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 17
"**Hold it**." The words burrowed into the recumbent reporter's brain...but worse than that, she felt herself responding automatically. Her cunt muscles clenched, tighter than any kegel exercise she'd ever known. Painfully tight. Until her pussy was liquid-tight. Trapped in a s...
5 years ago 273 Words 16 Likes 1,769 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 17
Lois Lane was in an awkward position. Circe held the reporter's legs as the reporter's shoulders rested in the sand. Her pussy was unnaturally open, like a cup, and the lavender-haired sorceress neared down at the reporter through the valley of her small breasts. Lois could feel...
5 years ago 542 Words 12 Likes 1,311 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 18
There was a snap. The beach sands swirled and formed themselves into stony chains, clamping around the reporter's wrists and ankles...holding Lois Lane in place, her cunt in the air, shoulders on the ground, legs over her heads and arms out. Circe's hands clamped down on the bac...
4 years ago 339 Words 11 Likes 1,129 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 19
"Mistress," Lois Lane said, pitching her voice as plaintive as she could. "Could...could I...taste your pussy while you eat mine? Please?" The sorceress paused in her sloppy cunnilingus. Her piss-drenched face stared out from between the reporter's legs. The hazel eyes burned wi...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 20
Much of the rest of the night was a blur. Lois Lane, never multi-orgasmic, remembered cumming and cumming. Circe had enjoyed tugging at the rings in her pussy and nipples, coaxing new orgasms out of the intrepid reporter. Yet even human women have their limits, and as the sun ros...
4 years ago 559 Words 10 Likes 670 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 16
Pale yellow piss spilled over the reporter's body as her vagina overflowing. A few warm drops struck the reporter's lips, one of them landing in her eye. Above her, Circe tsked. "Wasteful thing. Do you want to taste it so badly?" Lois Lane knew what was coming before she felt t...
6 years ago 376 Words 15 Likes 1,792 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 17
"You're no whore," Circe said, regarding the reporter. The sorceress laid Lois down in the sand and popped into a squat over her chest, the older woman's heels brushing the reporter's shoulders, the splayed lips of her pussy hanging inches from her face. "Who are you really? Why...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 18
Somewhat self-consciously, Lois clambered back into her stripperific Amazonian uniform. Circe, who pulled on her own costume, smiled pleasantly at the reporter, and gestured toward the door. Lois stepped back into the world beneath the club. No more beach, no more tropical sunli...
5 years ago 604 Words 9 Likes 1,232 Views