Chapters tagged lois lane

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

_Demons exist. Heaven and Hell exist. I really should have gone to church._ The "bath" was a subterranean complex, all gleaming beige tile and three walk-in baths. One was kept tepid, one blood-warm and steaming, and the third cold. Blaze helped the naked reporter down the steps...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

"I'm just...I fucked a literal demon from Hell," Lois Lane said. "Without protection. Like a vapid cheerleader in a bad horror movie!" "We don't get a lot of those where I'm from," Blaze said, as she lifted the reporter out of the tepid pool and carried her over to the steaming...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Angelica Blaze blinked...and the eyes that stared back at the woman impaled on her cock were no longer dark. They were pure white, without pupil or iris, and seemed to glow from within...and as the reporter watched the skin began to flake away from those eyes, burning away the ed...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois Lane blinked. Her exhausted and fucked-out as she was, her blood suddenly ran cold. "You...you said you had other surrogates. Four of them. I..." the newly-impregnated surrogate heard her own voice grow small. "...I came to find these four women that had gone missing..." B...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Lois Lane blinked. "With me?" "Of course," Blaze reached out and rubbed a hand on Lois Lane's thigh. "Did you really think all I wanted was to knock you up? One and done? Not all, Lois. I want this to just be the beginning. I want unfettered access to that cunt...and anywhere el...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

"...you just told me you lied to me," Lois said. "And all you want is to fuck me. That's all you ever wanted. Well congratulations: I'm fucked. But I need more than that." The reporter pushed against the scarlet succubus...but Blaze didn't budge. Her eyes were pure white...not l...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

The interview room was silent except for the slap of flesh on flesh, the little gasps and moans from Lois Lane, the wet squelching sounds as her pussy bottomed out on that meaty cock. Angelica Blaze was seated, her hands on the reporter's waist, helping to lift Lois up and down,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

The words came out so swiftly, so naturally—it was if for a moment that Lois Lane became the character she pretended to be. Seated in the dickgirl's lap, for that second Lois was Joanne, not a reporter but a mercenary whore, willing to lease her own womb for cold, hard cash. The...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

The moment the words were out of her mouth, there was a clap of distant thunder that seemed to rumble the building. All the hair on Lois Lane's arms and legs suddenly stood up, and she smelled ozone. An electric thrill seemed to stab upwards from the base of Angelica Blaze's cock...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Lois knew she was pushing her luck. But as long as she didn't say no, she felt like there was room to push it a little. After all, this madam clearly wanted her to be a surrogate; asking to talk to the other surrogates shouldn't be too out of line. "Hmm," Angelica Blaze hummed....

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Chapter 15

Lois Lane blinked, as the door closed and locked behind her. It felt like she had stepped backward in time. She stood in a brightly-colored living room with a sunken conversation pit. Gold and yellow floral wallpaper on the walls, couches and plush chairs those odd shades of yell...

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Chapter 16

"Oh, we have a deck of cards, and we've become quite fond of Bridge," Jenny Dunlap said. The smile seemed so genuine, yet the way it stayed on her face, the muscles not relaxing a millimeter was decidedly unnatural. Lois Lane had never known any human being that happy that wasn't...

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Chapter 17

"N-no! Great Ceasar's ghost, look at yourselves!" Lois Lane said. The reporter's exasperation with the pregnant women had reached a boiling point. "Think! You're trapped in here! Prisoners! You're being held against your will—impregnated— to conform to these antiquated femi...

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Chapter 13

Lois felt the sudden need to play for time...and, maybe, information. "I mean, I'm assuming you're serious and this isn't a line you use to try and impregnate all of the new hires." "Oh, I'm quite serious," Blaze's hands fell heavily on the reporter's hips, shoving her down har...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

"I have dirt on every politician and criminal in Metropolis," Angelica said. "I know which cops are taking bribes, which attorney generals are getting kickbacks. Quite literally, every corporate executive who has sold their soul for money or power—I hold the receipt. I know where...

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Chapter 15

It was too late for Lois. She could feel the cock throbbing inside of her. The knowledge was settling into her that if didn't get pregnant from this creampie, she would from the next, or the next. The dickgirl made some powerful arguments, and Lois was already fucked. Of course,...

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Chapter 16

The dickgirl established an easy rhythm, her cock sliding in and out of Lois smoothly, almost lazily, taking her time and enjoying the warm, slick tightness of Lois Lane's cunt. Her head pushed the jizz up the reporter's canal, and the lip of the great wooden desk was biting into...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

It would have been harder to say no. That's what Lois Lane told herself as she felt the fat cock slam deep inside her. Except she knew it wasn't just the money and the information that made her decision, as much as she wished that this was just about being a good reporter and he...

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Chapter 18

"I'm thinking...a ring tattoo. On the ring finger of your left hand. That's where your wedding ring would go if you got married, wouldn't it?" Lois Lane swallowed and nodded. "But I don't think you will get married Lois Lane. Not pregnant, and not subject to my whims. Do you ag...

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Chapter 19

Back on the street. After midnight. This was Metropolis, not Gotham; the streets were well lit, for the most part, and though the alleys were dark there were still places open, cars going down the street. The new tattoo on her finger was a throb, the numbing cream filtering out t...