Chapters tagged lois lane

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Black Adam moved faster than Lois Lane could see. One moment the scarlet succubus stood with her back to the reporter. The next moment, the crimson claws on Blaze's toes scraped the floor. Adam's hands were wrapped around the demonic dickgirl's neck. Something happened up there....

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Lois Lane sagged, only kept aloft by the chain that hung from the ceiling. Dark marks criss-crossed her back. Thin trickles of blood had run down from where the skin had broken open, and dried in sticky black lines. Every breath was a ragged sob, and her head hung low. Barely ab...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Blood stained the reporter's teeth. She could taste it, like a roll of pennies in her mouth. Yet her muscles froze. Unable to even blink, jaws locked in place. The blood seeped slowly from the wound and filled Lois Lane's mouth...and above her, the demonic dickgirl sighed. "You'...

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Chapter 14

The reporter's mind raced. She was outnumbered, trapped between a very angry dick-toting woman and a coven of cultists. Desperately, she tried to think of a ruse to stall for time. "How much?" Lois asked. Blaze paused. Naked, she was almost inhumanly thin, wasp-waisted, with sm...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

There were times, Lois Lane knew, when her courage overrode her common sense. When she dared a little too much. When a proletarian revolution was simply not the answer she hoped it would be—at least, not when faced against the supernatural power of the dickgirl named Blaze. The...

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Chapter 10

"...is there a cult?" Lois stared the self-proclaimed "demoness" in the eye. The reporter's throat felt slimy, and she could taste the ammonia from the strange off-white cocktail. An attentive waitress took her empty glass and replaced it with a fresh one, the woman's naked breas...

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Chapter 11

Lois Lane paused. She stared up the woman with her dark dress and her dark hair and those dark eyes that seemed to be judging her. The reporter didn't feel drunk—there was no apparent danger—yet her instincts told her that something was wrong. The hair on the back of neck was sta...

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Chapter 12

"The spirit's boon came with a price. She could not create fertility, only transfer it. So the more women that came have their wombs rendered fecund, the more the grasses and trees around began to die, the game grew scarce...and then other women looked on jealously as they failed...

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Chapter 13

There was a round, circular dip in the floor of the cavern. Lois Lane saw the shimmer of water, smooth as a mirror. The naked women moved around it in a kind of dance, and as their faces came into the light, the reporter could recognize the missing women she had come here to find...

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Chapter 14

The women clustered at the far end of the pool. Lois took a step toward it...and then another. The floor of the cavern around the lip was slippery. She could smell the heady ammonia rising from the pool. _How could it have a chemical composition similar to semen?_ The reporter a...

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Chapter 15

Sometimes, when Lois Lane was in the throes of passion, she would clutch her lover to her, squeeze her pussy, and beg them to cum inside of her. It was always her craziest moment, when she had passed beyond all restraint and rationality, and if they did not then and there begin g...

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Chapter 8

The brass handle turned, and Lois stepped beyond the Black Door...into soft light, and quiet chatter. Oak panels covered the walls, and rich Persian rugs covered the dark wooden slats of the floor; a long runner with patterns picked out in gold thread on black wool ran to the lon...

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Chapter 9

Lois looked down at her shirt. It was sticking to her in places, and stains were creeping down from her armpits, and the low cut front that exposed her cleavage. She looked across the table at her moth—this woman, whose bare breasts were dappled by perspiration...and of course al...

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Chapter 10

"I was a sinner, my dear. I won't bore you with the details. As much as I loved your father, there were certain needs of mine he couldn't take care of—and his military career kept him away from home so much of the time. I did my best to support him—wanted him to excel, just as I...

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Chapter 11

Lois shook, shocked to her core as the depth of the betrayal set in. Her own mother had...sold her. For what? Gambling debts and a cure for the clap? The woman she had known and loved all her life, even after she died... Ella reached over and laid her hand on Lois' own. "I know,...

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Chapter 12

Lois' eyes widened as she felt her mother's tongue lip into her mouth, those warm lips press against hers. Passively, she sat there, a tumult of emotions and sensations passing through her—confusion, longing, denial, guilt—and something more, something she couldn't define, as her...

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Chapter 13

Breathing a little heavy, Ella Lane tore herself from her daughter and stood up, offering the younger woman her hand. Confused, aroused, blushing and panting, Lois slid her slim hand into her mother's own and let her be raised to her feet. The older woman slid her other hand arou...

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Chapter 14

Lois shuddered as her mother's hand slipped down the front of her pants, the warm, bony fingers sliding inside her panties, pressing against the soft skin of her crotch as the sought lower, lower, down through the carefully trimmed bush...and then they found their goal, pressing...

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Chapter 15

"You have until midnight," the older woman said quietly. "That's when the contract comes up. When I have to pay the devil her due." Midnight. Lois fished into a pocket and checked her phone. 22:10 blinked at her. "Less than two hours," the reporter breathed. "What is that?" El...

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Chapter 16

Lois felt her heart squeeze in her chest. Her mother wanted to...do things to her. Sexual things. Her own mother. Ella Lane had made no secret of her fascination, her desire...and that she had little time left. The reporter swallowed, her mind torn. On the one hand, this was wro...