Chapters tagged mind control

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Blaze ran her hand over the reporter's distended stomach. The reporter groaned. Skin was elastic, she still felt ready to explode. The pressure was a constant sensation...and worse, the reporter could feel the ovipositor or whatever it was doing something. An unnatural warmth was...

by Zeebop

Chapter 26

"Gee, Miss Lane," Jimmy Olsen said. "Have you ever thought about being a model?" "Oh, Jimmy," Lois Lane laughed. Her hand came to rest on the eighteen-week pregnant belly. With twins, she already looked and felt pregnant...really pregnant. Her navel was already about level with...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

"Miss Prince?" The secretary said from behind the desk. "Director Lane will see you now." Diana Prince smiled. Her tall, athletic body was currently in a business suit, the purple skirt coming just above the knee and showing off her fine calves knee-high boots; blouse tight abou...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

The tale went on. Lois Lane made notes on her phone, asked questions whenever Blaze got off into the weeds. Above her, on the screens, Lois could mark the passage of the hours by the increasingly worn states of the women on the mattresses, the cum-splattered state of their cunts,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

Unexpected pregnancies happen. Some women don't even notice, though it's rare. Women give birth outside of hospitals every day. So it was not exactly newsworthy when Lois Lane registered her newborn son at Metropolis General Hospital, and a birth certificate was duly issued—the n...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

"You're...sure she wanted this?" Lois said, as with her gloved hands she pulled the pre-sterilized speculum out of the package. "Absolutely," Dr. Blaze's words were oddly calming. If the reporter didn't pay attention, she found herself simply going along with what the dickgirl d...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

Too late, Lois Lane felt the sorceress' hands clamp onto the sides of her head, holding her face in place and grinding the reporter's nose against the older woman's clitoris. Deep inside of the twat, Lois could feel the Circe's tight walls flex, muscles working. A scent, sharp an...

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Chapter 11

Circe walked away from Lois, out of the pavilion. The reporter still could hardly believe how real it seemed...as though they really were on some Mediterranean beach, far away from Metropolis. She considered, briefly, running back for the door...back to where the world made sense...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

"And so you shall," Circe said indulgently. "After a few more...alterations." Lois perked up, grinning madly. "What next? More tattoos? More piercings? _Bigger titties!?!?_" The sorceress smiled. The mirrors vanished. Lois could feel the hair growing out, already an inch long,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Lois Lane's eyes rolled up into her head. Her body shook, pussy squirting involuntarily, face locked into a rictus, muscles so taut they were shaking, hands grabbing the arms of the chair until they fingers were white and rigid. For most women, an orgasm lasts for perhaps five se...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Something deep and primal inside Lois Lane rebelled. It cut through the madness, the pain, everything. Whatever core there was to her—whatever little bit of nothing that was her mind and soul—pushed back against that final capitulation. She would not give up everything she was to...

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Chapter 21

At work, Lois Lane could almost forget about it. She smiled at Clark Kent, teased Jimmy Olsen about his Turtle Boy costume. Wrote up her articles and received the gruff praise of Perry White. Some days, she saw Superman fly overhead. Life went on. Her investigative reporting foun...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Rage can take many forms. The white heat of the moment can cause people to lash out, to rip and tear. But constrained as Lois Lane was by Circe's magic, the reporter couldn't do that. As the peg worked its way deeper into her ass, as her pale skin darkened to a deep, golden bronz...

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Chapter 19

Circe clapped her hands. The door opened...and in marched four women, dressed as sexed-up superheroes. There was a Green Lantern, a Star Sapphire, a Hawkgirl with little plastic wings, and even a Black Canary...and Lois Lane, to her shock, knew them all. Behind the domino masks,...

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Chapter 18

"I can't..." Lois hated the words, even as they came out of her mouth. "I can't take it anymore. The teasing. Please. Just fuck my ass." "Of course, my dear," Circe said. "We're almost done here, anyway." Some liquid poured over the reporter's head. It stung the open wounds of...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Her mistress' words seemed to echo in the reporter's brain. Lois froze, like a kid caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Green fire crackled over the chair. Lois Lane felt a wooden knob in her hand that had not been there before. Without moving her head, she turned her eyes...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

"You don't sound okay," Circe said. A cold wet cloth ran over the reporter's naked scalp. Surprisingly, it didn't set her wounds to hurt...they only sort itched. Like ants crawling on her scalp. "I've never had anything up my ass before," Lois confessed. "I don't know if I like...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

The pole slid in and out of her asshole...but though Lois Lane's pace on the lever did not change, she could feel the wooden prick slide deeper and deeper. Thicker, too, the reporter thought, because she could feel the slow spread of her asshole, pushing her limits. Lois quivered...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Once, Lois Lane had fallen asleep on the beach. The oppressive heat, pounding waves, and a couple cervezas had lulled her to sleep. All through the afternoon beneath the umbrella, as the beach traffic passed without notice...until the night had come, and the tide washed it. Warm...

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Chapter 18

The sun beat down. The sand burned. If at the beginning of her night out Lois Lane could see would she looked like now, she would not have recognized herself. The pale skin had burned a dark bronze, against which the obscene black tattoos stood out starkly. The piercings in her...