Chapters tagged prostitution

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

_My pussy is good._ It was such a simple, basic idea that floated suddenly to Lois Lane's mind. Her jaw ached, but she kept licking the pussy in front of her. Her own pussy felt stuffed full and tight, the cock pistoning deep in and out of her, but she kept squeezing and pushing...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Down the halls of the Daily Planet Lois Lane walked, her high heels clicking. Skirt scandalously short, with a wonderbra to give her some cleavage and a low shirt to show it off. Heads turned as she walked, and Perry White reached for his blood pressure meds. Lois smiled, knowing...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

"No...I'm not..." Lois began, as the diamond sparkled before her. The money in her purse felt almost as good as the hot fuck juice running out of her pussy, the stiff prick filling her up. _There are more cocks to do_, the voice said. Lois Lane found herself on her knees, a coc...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

What is a person, except the sum of their experiences, the decisions they have made? In an instant, the course of Lois Lane's life changed...and the reporter was sent tumbling through a cascade of memories as her life shifted. She had gotten her first job as a cub reporter—and a...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Fast forward a few years. Lois Lane was an investigative reporter on the rise at the Daily Planet. She hadn't won her Pulitzer yet, but she was building her rep. Of course, all work and no play would have made Lois a very dull girl... Lois had learned to dress to impress. She tu...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Lois Lane's memories swirled, reshuffled, rearranged themselves. She remembered now how, once she had taken money once, it had been easier next time...and the next...until it became her "side hustle," a secondary revenue sream, and she took the appropriate precautions. Regular bi...

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Chapter 20

With a crash, the chronal conturbations collapsed all the quantum states into the present moment. The whore—the reporter—stood up from her ceaseless orgy with strange confidence. The demon Blaze, who had been orchestrating the sexual as she retroactively twisted Lois Lane...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Uncoordinated, black light spilling from her finger, the nude corpse of Lois Lane shuffled forward down the alley. The spectral form of the reporter's spirit zoomed ahead of her, to see who her potential victims were. Near the entrance to the street stood a garishly-dressed white...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Things happened rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the waifish young woman whose pussy Lois Lane had tried to eat became a naked, red-skinned, horned hellion. As the scarlet succubus clamped her crimson claws onto the reporter's face, so that Lois couldn't look away from the mask...

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Chapter 10

Lois' eyes widened at Selina's statement. The Gothamite gave the reporter a sloe-eyed look. "I caught wind of a human trafficking operation in Gotham. Women being 'offered' to brothels, pimps. Young, healthy, clean, attractive...and completely, utterly broken." Selina's mouth se...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Blaze stirred her cock in the reporter's fresh-creamed cunt. "When you are knocked up and for what only I can give you...then I will you to prostitute yourself for my pleasure," her voice was low, almost a growl. The demon ran a proprietary hand along Lois Lane's...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Lois Lane ran away...hurriedly throwing on clothes and then out of her apartment, away from the laughing demon on her bed. She had barely closed the door, when she grabbed her smartphone and started to make some calls... "A whore!" Lois Lane said. "She wants to make me her own p...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

There was paperwork. Fortunately, the representative of the United Metropolis-Gotham Sex Workers Union was up late. Having a handful of costumed superheroes accompany Lois to the office probably helped. The reporter-cum-prostitute listened intently as she listened to the details...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Although she would never admit it to Blaze or anyone else, Lois didn't care about the back pain, or that none of her bras fit. She didn't even care about the wet circles that formed on the shirt she squeezed into to cover her girls. For the first time in her life, Lois Lane had _...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Lois lifted her shirt...that's why she had come here, after all, to use her milk to free these women from their addiction to the demon's seed...and hungry mouths latched on to her nipples. The reporter bit her lip at the sudden suction, to keep from moaning out loud...but her kne...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Metropolis was not built on cowpaths, no matter what some of the nastier tourguides might say. But Lois Lane knew that the founders had based the streets on those of London, which had been built-over cowpaths. So the grid of the downtown broke down around Suicide Slum into a tang...

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Chapter 15

The name of the club was the Hen House. Doors opened for Lois, broad-shouldered men in suits holding them, scars on their knuckles, bluetooth earpieces, prison tattoos crawling up their necks. Blaze was behind Lois, gently directing Lois inside. Dark red lighting. A gentleman's...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

It looked like a small padded bench, set flush against a round hole in the wall. There were straps on the wall, and someone had bolted handles on the sides of the bench. "The woman lays on the bench," Blaze explained. "She placed her legs against the wall, and slides forward, so...

by Zeebop

Chapter 9

"At the club," the demoness said, and continued to move through Lois apartment, running a finger along every surface. Lois stared, entranced, at those slim, muscular buttocks, and the red shadow she could just catch sight of between those thighs. It was too perfect. She should ha...

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Chapter 11

She didn't want to think about how that was another craving pregnant women were known to have. And the reporter didn't want to burn hours of the night trying to go out and trawl for random cock...and there were no ex-boyfriend in Metropolis she was willing to call to scratch that...