Chapters tagged lois lane

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

With a tight grip and maintaining steady pressure, Lois carefully pulled the strange nodule back...and back...until the last two joints of her fingers were spreading the scarlet lips, and she could see the dark, rubbery head pull into view. The reporter blinked twice. Her prize...

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Chapter 20

Lois Lane leaned back, one hand still holding the pink cock that had emerged from the crimson pussy that had popped out of the magic book that she had stolen from the temple beneath the club. This was crazy. Everything about this was insane and yet—she could feel it in her hand,...

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Chapter 21

Lois Lane's periods were regular as clockwork. She had the date on the calendar, marked in red, for when Aunt Flo was scheduled to come for a visit. Was regular. Past tense. Now, the reporter knew how a broken typewriter felt. She stared at the pregnancy test accusingly, but in...

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Chapter 22

Lois dashed to the toilet, grateful that she made it to the bowl before her lunch made its appearance. "Morning sickness," she had found out the hard way, could strike at any time—and as she emptied her guts into the bowl, she was glad that at least she was home for the evening,...

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Chapter 23

"Azarath...Metrion...Zinthos!" Lois Lane muttered the mystic words, and felt the familiar crackle of energies through her body. The aching yet pleasurable surge in her crotch as her clit extended and transformed. She had noticed that even after the spell had ended, her clitoris w...

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Chapter 24

It was the witching hour, and the twins had gone to sleep. Finally. Exhausted, Lois pored over the book. A part of her simply hadn't been ready for parenthood. Maybe no parents really are. Only three days since the delivery and her pussy was still sore, the babies demanded to be...

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Chapter 25

Five days after birth, Lois had just put the twins to bed and was studying the grimoire when she heard a knock at the door. Hurriedly, she threw on a bathrobe, wincing as she cinched it tight around a waist that hadn't yet recovered from giving birth. Her enhanced breasts dribble...

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Chapter 21

It started so subtly that the reporter hardly noticed. A bit of a darkening to her labia and nipples. Bras that fit a little a little tighter. Waking up in the morning with panties wet. A greater sensitivity down between her legs, in her nipples, so that by the end of the day Loi...

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Chapter 22

Doctor Fate ran one golden-gloved finger down the page of the _Necronomicon_. "How long have you been experiencing this black discharge?"His voice rang hollow within the golden helmet. "About a week," Lois said. She was keenly aware that she had doubled up on the pads in her pa...

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Chapter 20

A little thrill went through Lois as she disappeared into the bathroom for a moment, returning with a bottle of lube. "You know," she said out loud, pretending for a moment that the dick could hear her. "I'm feeling very naughty tonight. Naughty enough that I think I'd like to t...

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Chapter 19

Lois Lane grunted in frustration. Her hand was enveloped in the tight, warm, slick folds of the demonic pussy, but the little thing seemed to retreat just out of reach every time she touched it. The whole situation seemed ridiculous...her hand was embedded up to the wrist in the...

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Chapter 20

Lois tugged and pulled, but the suction of the devil's vulva was too great. In desperation, she lifted the book off the bed...only to see and feel it slide down her arm. Muscles clamped around her bicep, pulling the book along her arm, swallowing ever more of it. In a sudden pan...

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Chapter 18

Lois Lane lapped at the juicy slit. The more her tongue slipped between the soft, warm folds, the wetter and sloppier the demonic pussy became, until her chin was drenched, the deep well of the crimson cunt overflowing with clear, sticky juice...and the reporter found that the mo...

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Chapter 19

Minutes passed into hours. Lois Lane's jaw ached, her tongue nearly numb, tastebuds temporarily burned out on all the flavors of pussy. Her naked chest was splattered with cunt-juice, it dripped from her eyebrows. She had three fingers buried in her pussy, spasmodically stabbing...

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Chapter 20

Lois Lane dreamt of pussy. Great red snakes seemed to lift her naked body up, the reporter limp in their coils. A vast crimson cunt encompassed the totality of her vision. Two red fingers the size of tree-trunks spread the vast curtains, and within the folds were an almost radio...

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Chapter 21

Morning came. Soft sunlight burned through the window and struck the reporter full in the face. Bleary eyes opened to stare up at the ceiling. Her head pounded as with a hangover, and there was a sour taste in Lois Lane's mouth. She levered herself into a sitting position and sta...

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Chapter 20

It took an effort of will for Lois Lane to pry her face away from the pussy. It was real—so real and thick and meaty—that it sagged against the page, as if trying to push itself through. The reporter panted like a dog as her eyes scanned the facing page, looking for the words, th...

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Chapter 19

Lois Lane saw the danger. She could feel it as her face pressed against the soft, hot mound. The reporter could feel the edges of the book against her fingertips, and her tongue delved deep in that cleft...and felt, just for a moment, a terrible suction. Trying to draw her down e...

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Chapter 20

With some effort, Lois Lane pinned the book to the floor beneath her kettlebell. It lay still, and the reporter kept her distance from it as her body calmed down. The shakes came, and the nausea, the familiar aftermath of an adrenaline spike. On legs that felt weak and knock-knee...

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Chapter 17

Lois bit her lip. She was alone, with a real live pussy in front of her...warm, living, . "I can do anything to you," the reporter breathed, and she swore that the pussy quivered. Her heart began to beat faster as her mind traveled down unusual pathways. Corridors of p...