Chapters tagged pregnancy risk

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

The reporter frowned. Her hips rose and fell, the demon's hands guiding her along. She didn't like the look in Blaze's eye, anymore than she liked the way the crimson cock was stretching her cunny, or how the hands roamed over her body. Lois Lane tried to tell herself she was doi...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Lois Lane felt her mother's presence over her shoulder as they stepped into the bathroom. The reporter grit her teeth, irritated at this whole situation—a family curse, a ghost, a spectral biological clock tick-tick-ticking away, a reminder that Lois Lane had been saving herself...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Lois Lane stood up. "No, mother. I will not be dictated to like a child!" Without another word, Lois Lane turned on her heel. The heel broke. The reporter stumbled, but recovered her poise, stipped off her shoes, and continued to walk toward the exit. Her pants were torn off...

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Chapter 16

A hard hand slapped Lois Lane's ass. Not a gentle, playful lover's swat, but a real blow—hard enough to raise a mark, red and stinging, against the pale flesh, with the promise of bruises later. Lois Lane's eyes stared into the bathroom mirror, and behind the possessed reporter,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

"Get those fingers out of your cunt," Sam Lane said. It was his general's voice, the one that could boom over a battlefield, even when spoken at nothing more than a whisper. As a girl, and even as a teenager Lois Lane had lived in almost fear of that voice. She could heart in her...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Lois Lane rarely experienced climax with a partner. Oh, it felt good, getting her pussy stuffed, but she needed more than that. Something that pushed her over the edge. An intimate touch that made her gasp and quiver, that sent silver sparks dancing before her eyes, spine-tinglin...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Her father's fingers slipped out of Lois Lane's pussy and slid up to grope his daughter's flat stomach. "Hmm, that was a big creamy one. Just like the kind he used to pump into me." Lois froze. It was Sam Lane's voice...but the words were those of her mother. Master of her own...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Lois Lane couldn't scream. Couldn't protest. Trapped in her own body, she could feel the sway of her slim hips, the unfamiliar smile on her face. See out through her violet eyes, the gaze drawn unexpectedly to crotch bulges and left hands, to search for wedding rings. Yet Lois ha...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

"Leave Lucy out of this," Lois said with a sigh. "I'll do it." The reporter brought the glass of grey goo to her lips and knocked it back. She couldn't believe she was doing this, just to satisfy the ghost of her dead mother. Other women didn't have to deal with this kind of thi...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

There was a bedroom. A four-poster bed with red silk sheets. Wooden furniture so old that it was nearly black. There was a private bathroom, a small marble-topped bar, and over the bed a print of Saturn eating his son. Lois Lane frowned at the latter. "That's not exactly sexy,"...

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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,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

After the baby came the placenta. The demon dealt with that, quietly and efficiently, while mother and child lay back against the pillows in the bed. The exhausted reporter watched the scarlet succubus pick up the book and place it out of the way on a bookshelf, before crawling b...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

He stepped from the shadows as though he had always been there. Waiting. Wings swept from his back, brushing the ceiling, blocking out the sight of the statue. She stared into his face, so androgynous...it could have been that of man or woman or in-between. He wore only a smile,...

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Chapter 23

In a way, Maria's submissive desire to be changed was like a release valve. At work, whenever Lois Lane felt the need to use her powers, she could simply divert herself with a vivid image of some transformation...and she would feel the power flow through her, so much easier now,...

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Chapter 20

"...and now that I think of it, some of the sigils that the coven members are tattooed with are reminiscent of those in the Dictionnaire Infernal 1818, but they've been modified with a ring of cuneiform inscriptions which I suspect is meant to invoke the powers of the demons but...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

The scarlet succubus stretched forth her hand. The slim, feminine fingers turned into sharp-tipped claws that spit black sparks as they scratched shallow sigils into the flesh around Lois Lane's broken, stuffed prick. "You know, normally, if I was going to impregnate a victim, I...

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 22

Gotham was cold and dark. The wind ripped off the bay and through the alleys, picking up stray trash and fluttering the skirts of prostitutes. From on top of the building, crouched between the gargoyles, the sky reflecting off the low-lying clouds on a moonless night, she could a...

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Chapter 24

The intruder danced past the laser tripwires. Vaulted over the pressure-sensitive floorplate. Smashed the glass display case with a Louisville slugger wrapped in barb wire. Grabbed the diamonds and was out the window, even as the alarms were going off... Lois Lane watched the se...

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Chapter 14

Lois pulled up her panties, feeling them squelch uncomfortably against her cum-soaked puss. She grimaced at this reminder of her little indiscretion. "Nothing to do about it now," she muttered, trying not to think of the little black swimmers inside of her. "No use crying over f...