Chapters tagged plant sex

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

There are good ways and bad ways to wake up. Lois vaguely remembered once when she awoke in the dark, huddled under the blankets on a cold morning. Her body had ached in that good way that it did after a long bout of sex and a longer bout of sleep—and then she had smelled, not fa...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Lois was struggling to her knees when she heard one of the women give a little scream. It was Tonya Wong, the short Asian woman, whose belly bulged obscenely like a woman nine months pregnant. She was grasping her stomach and moaning, face clinched in pain, feet kicking at the d...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

A deep moan broke Lois Lane's concentration. Another of the women—Mara de la Cruz—was grabbing her distended abdomen, clenching her teeth, thighs quivering as she began to push. With a curse under her breath, the reporter trudged to the woman's side, the thick vine trailing betwe...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Lois Lane fell to her knees as a sudden cramp hit her stomach. She groaned, hands going immediately to her belly. It was hard beneath her fingers, as big as any of the other women. But where with them she could feel the individual pregger plant pods beneath the surface of their s...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

"Urrrrraaaagh!" Lois Lane half-screamed, half-growled as her bare feet dug deep into the loamy soil. She threw herself forward, the pregger plant vine grown taut, connected directly to its seed-pod inside of her distended stomach. Pain shot through the reporter's crotch as the so...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Lois Lane hit the floor heavily. The naked women she had come to save retreated as the villainess strode forward. The reporter scrabbled at the floor, but the strange -laden pollen fell on her like a cloud. She sucked it in with each breath, and her limbs trembled as she soug...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

Poison Ivy did not carry Lois Lane back to the greenhouse, with its rows of cannabis plants. Instead, her vines brought the reporter into a darkened room that smelled of earth, rot, and something like musty old books, sweet and yet indicative of and decaying things. There w...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

Lois Lane had her tongue buried as deep as it could go in Poison Ivy's asshole, fingers plunged deep into her pussy, when she felt an unexpected shiver move through the villain's body. It was somehow different from before. The plant-woman's legs became rigid as young tree trunks...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

The strength of the oak tree is not that of a human being. It is slow yet inevitable. It breaks mountains and uproots sidewalks and roads. Lois Lane felt that strength now as Poison Ivy bent the reporter's pollen-covered hand toward the reporter's own pussy. "You have such a pre...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Even as she felt Ivy pressing her pollen-covered hand into shape to delve deeper into Harley Quinn's fertile twat, Lois Lane decided it was time to avail herself of what pleasures were available. In this case, that meant craning her neck and smashing her face back into Poison Ivy...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

"Look," Lois explained. "This is all about maximizing the chances of impregnation, right? So there's three of us, and I think we can do this properly. All we have to do is..." It took a little longer to explain than it did to actually convince them to do it. Within minutes, Harl...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Lois Lane scraped at her eyes, sneezing and tearing up, trying to see. Her hands felt numb, and she rolled around helplessly on her back...but with a bit of effort she cleared her vision enough to see what was going on around her. At the villain's feet, a green plant was growing...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

"Ogh!" Lois Lane moaned, thrusting her asshole down around Poison Ivy's zucchini. "Fugh me! Fugh me harth! Fill me wig yourgh sheed!" The poison kisses had numbed the reporter's lips and tongue, but her hips were still moving freely, and she wrapped her legs around the plant-wom...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

In Lotus Lane's mouth, her throat, down into her lungs, she felt her new body adapt and command her body's flora. Her mind reached out, into the Green, feeding her the unspoken poetry of plants, chemical synthesis...narcotic blossoms, with their strange sleepy scents. The plant-w...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

Silent, the Crown Princess of Crime slipped into the humid greenhouse. There was a heavy revolver tucked into her red-and-black diamond-patterned booty shorts. The baseball bat perched with careful nonchalance over her shoulder. Dyed hair up in pigtails. Only the gas mask was out...

by Zeebop

Chapter 22

Ivy poured the tea. It was a little ritual she did for herself. Oh, she could drink coffee, but there was something simple about tea. Hot water, leaves, time. Maybe a twist of lemon, but not often. She brought the cup up under her nose and breathed in the aroma. It was ethically-...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Things moved inside the former Lois Lane. She could feel her body reconfiguring. Whatever Ivy had just pumped into her brain was causing more substantial changes. The former reporter could feel her hips creak, muscles tear and rebuild, and a viscous clear slime oozed from her pus...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

"How, uh...how am I supposed to do that?" Lois said, not entirely clear on the concept. As if in answer, Poison Ivy stretched out her hand...and a bright green fruit erupted from the ground at Lois Lane's feet. In her years as a reporter, Lois had seen more than her fair share...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Lois Lane lined up the pseudo-cock with the villain's lady garden. She nudged the wet lips open, feeling oddly out of place. _How the hell did I get here, about to shove a penis-plant up inside the cooch of a Batman villain?_ Lois wondered. She watched with something like awe a...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

Green buds were sprouting in the soil all around the sexually excited villainous. Lois gauged the familiar phallic fruits with a trained eye and grabbed for one that was longer and more slender than the rest. With a quick wrench the reporter tore it free of the ground, dirt cling...