Chapters tagged prostitution

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

"Tits like these deserve to be shared," Angelica Blaze said as she washed the last of the shampoo from the blonde reporter's hair. "Don't you agree?" "Shared," Lois repeated, lifting and squeezing her tits. "With breasts like yours, you could be a model," Blaze said. "Or a stri...

by Zeebop

Chapter 22

Blonde hair flicked. A bubble butt bounced, a pink thong run up between the crack as Lois Lane dropped down, until the bottom of her buttocks just crested the back of her three-inch clear heels, and she straightened up again. One tanned hand gripped the pole firmly, the nails pai...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

"Um. There's a club upstairs?" Lois Lane volunteered. "Maybe your dealer is there?" "A CLUB!" Snowflame sneered, shaking his head. "Nononono, that's retail, my dear. RETAIL! I buy my WHOLESALE!" He had only one volume, and that was loud. Yet there were odd little tics, wa...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

"I just...I like to drink every now again. Lower my inhibitions. It makes me less self conscious, a little horny...it's not like I can be myself, but I could sort of ignore myself long enough to meet someone and get laid." She blinked those big blue eyes. This close, Lois could...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

"The mistress—the one with the crystal—she told me I would be a dancer. To pay back what I owed her for this new body. I didn't mind, really. I mean, these tits..." She hugged her massive breasts a little tighter. "...it seemed fair." "Except it wasn't just dancing, was it?" Loi...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

"You want access to my ladies," red fingers grasped the reporter's chin and turned it to the left and the right. "I want access to you." Lois Lane's brow furrowed. "You mean...I get to interview the women, without interference, and you want to..." The reporter shook her head out...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Lois Lane couldn't believe she was even thinking about this. But she had to talk to those women. Find out if they were okay. The conversation she'd already had showed how these women had been abused. The reporter knew she'd have to call Superman or the police or someone, but if s...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

The elevator opened on a large octagonal room, dominated by a circular bed in the center. The theme was red: red silk sheets, red silk hangings, red leather couches along the wall, where four mirrors were set in dark red frames carved with erotic figures. Doors opened up to close...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Jenny Dunlap was a moaner. Perched atop her titanic tits, she wobbled back and forth, accompanied by a constant stream of "Oh...oh...oh!" and "Harder! Oh you're so big! Fucking stretch out my little pussy! Pump that jizz into me! Pump it into my tits!" But mostly it was wordless...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

_No_, the tit-trapped reporter decided. _I'm not that low. I'm not going to masturbate just to pass the time as I'm crushed beneath some cum-drunk bimbo's boobs. If I have to die, it will at least be with a bare minimum of dignity._ That was, at least, her thought process...and...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Legs bound. Mouth gagged. Barely able to wriggle beneath the buxom boulders that descended from Jenny Dunlap's chest. If Lois Lane had a fetish for massive mammaries, she could have been joyfully smothered by the hot and heavy juggs, each of which now felt twice as heavy as a med...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

Lois had seen horse cocks before—one of her early jobs as a stringer for a daily had been out at a breeder's farm, watching the studs get milked and the mares get inseminated—but never up close. It was warm and alive in her hand as the reporter wrapped her fingers about it, sort...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

The room was bare, except for five boxes. Four were occupied. The boxes were clear—some sort of ballistic glass, Lois guessed. The women inside her their legs bent back behind their shoulders, arms tied around the back of their heads, which poked out of one end of the box, their...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois Lane was a rational, intelligent woman. Yet as a reporter, she was also courageous and trusted to her gut instinct. The challenge issued by the other woman seemed too much to pass up. In less time than it took to tell of it, she was naked and climbing into the box, the black...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Lois Lane sighed. She was bottomless, in an underground brothel, and someone was making superhuman prostitutes. Time to be a reporter. "I've got this," she whispered. The brothel corridor was floored in a plush red carpet. Behind the doors she could hear the occasional moans an...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

The reporter slipped out of the room, her new loin-cloth swishing between her bare legs. In the hall outside, she put on her heels. Unlike the spaces that Maria had been leading the reporter through, this hallway looked to the public face of the superheroine bordello: gold paint...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

As Lois pumped her pussy against the crimson cock, she cared less and less for how much noise she was making. Her hips slammed against the demon's, enjoying the sensation of her ass bouncing against those swollen balls. She could feel her reproductive environment changing, body p...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

By day, Lois Lane, crusading reporter. By night, the Whoremonger, madam of the hottest brothel in Metropolis. Police interest in the club and its operations evaporated within a week; those few male officers not susceptible to bribery quickly succumbed to the Whoremonger's other...

by Zeebop

Chapter 22

The Whoremonger threw a little party when the Mayor of Metropolis signed the Sexworker Legalization, Unionization, and Training Initiative. Months of hard work had gone into SLUTI, millions of dollars in terms of bribes, brutal crackdowns on rival operations, and crusading report...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

On her feet, Lois Lane balled her hands into fist. She licked her lips, tasting that powerful cum...and she swore she felt her muscles bulge just a tiny bit bigger than before. Though she couldn't see it, the two mutates facing her could sense the change in Lois...how her muscles...