Chapters tagged ridiculous breasts

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

The world blurred around Lois Lane. She felt for a moment as if she was falling. Nothing beneath her feet. No rope holding her up, no weights pulling her down. Just falling forward, dragged down by the weight of her massive mammaries. Except...Circe clung to her. One hand buried...

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 17

The reporter discarded two cards, drew...and let out an inner sigh of relief as she glanced at her cards. A flush. That would be five points, five cup sizes... Lois Lane looked down at her breasts. They were already at an M-cup. On her thin, toned body, they looked impossibly la...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

The demon held her hands above her cards, but as far as Lois Lane could see, her focus wasn't on them. While it was hard to judge because Blaze's eyes had no pupil or iris, the inclination of the horned head seemed to imply to the reporter that the scarlet succubus was looking at...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

They did not have the internet, in Themyscira, Isle of the Amazons. Yet Wonder Woman had grown up with stories of the heroic warriors that had gone before. Strong, intelligent women who needed no man. Weak women, soft women, stupid women, were looked down on, sneered at, discoura...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Curiosity warred with common sense—and when Lois Lane heard the technician Luthor was talking to mention checking on the "herd," curiosity won out. Clad in nothing more than a labcoat, her back aching, tits the size of pillows leaking warm dribbles of milk between her fingers, a...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

It was a long night. Needle-like tips on the hoses were inserted into the reporter's breasts. There were injections of strange, glowing chemicals, IV lines into the reporter's arms. Yet what Lois remembered was the liquid warmth that flowed into her body when the hoses began to f...