Chapters tagged satanus

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois Lane swung by Thornton's table on her way back to the bar, but did not look at him. Her hips swayed, the phone buzzing away deliciously. She felt a sensual flush on her cheeks, an itch between her legs...and she felt too the eyes that watched her long legs in those tight red...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

They stepped into a large enclosed space, hot and humid enough to immediately raise a sweat. Lois Lane glanced up at a vaulted ceiling supported by mammoth bony ribs; the walls were pulsing skeins of flesh. Glowing bulbs that hung from the ceiling like the lures of anglerfish pro...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

One of the brides was three months pregnant. The other had to special order her underwear from a boutique agency that normally serviced male porn stars. In the front row, Lana Lang's parents sat stiff and uncomfortable in their rented finery. They were simple folk, at heart, and...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

It was not a sight that Lois Lane had ever hoped to see. Jimmy Olsen with his fly open, holding a dark-skinned goth woman by the pigtails as her fucked face. She was on her knees, back against a brick wall, and so thin and frail that even the milquetoast JImmy was easily manhandl...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

"She's a succubus," Raven said. "She needs human sexual fluids to survive." Lois Lane sighed and rubbed her temples. "Fine. Jimmy, let her suck your cock. No rough stuff. And you're buying her dinner afterward." The only thing worse than Jimmy Olsen's nervous smile was how vora...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

The man standing in Lois Lane's apartment wore a conservative tweed suit. He was tall, with a wide face stuck in a broad, smug grin. Dark eyes flashed beneath his brows, and his dark hair was oiled and combed back from his face. There was a resemblance with Blaze, something in th...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

The naked reporter flung herself between Blaze and Satanus, just as the latter burst forth from his clothes. Lois Lane was now keenly aware of being caught in between two raging red erections—and the air had a weird greasy feel, like just before a lightning strike. She felt the h...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

The rage of Satanus was terrible to behold. His inhuman form swelled until his shoulders touched the ceiling, forcing his helmeted head to bend down. The cock, once an impressive piece of meat, split down the middle into four writhing cock-headed tentacles, the sinuous bodies spi...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

"I wonder," Satanus said, his eyes glimmering like sparks in the depths of a cave. "What Superman would say, if he could see you now?" The reporter, pussy squelching as Blaze thrust her crimson cock in and out of her, felt a sudden pressure in her chest, as if an invisible hand...

by Zeebop

Chapter 22

Superman flew up to where the topmost spire of the Metropolis Cathedral. The figure that held the local bishop in its grasp was almost a child's drawing of a demon—a masculine crimson figure, with dark curling horns that emerged from the golden helmet that hid everything of his f...

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Chapter 23

"Zazas zazas nastadna zazas..." The room was dark, lit by a single black candle. Lois Lane sat naked in the smaller of the two circles she had drawn, facing the larger and more eleborate one. She held up her arms in supplication, and the symbols painted on her body began to glow...

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Chapter 18

"We have to stop them!" Lois whispered to Angelica Blaze. "The women, they're in some kind of trance or something. You do something to distract him, and I'll sneak around behind him and knock him out." Angelica Blaze made a face as if she wished to argue. Then she sighed, her sh...

by Zeebop

Chapter 25

Blaze had gone out for pickles and ice cream. Lois Lane was on the couch, surrounded by the boxes and boxes of household goods they still had to unpack. They had closed on the house only last week, and here they were...their new home. The reporter smiled as she picked up the fra...

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Chapter 19

The dickgirl shivered slightly in the silks. They concealed very little, and the golden collar around her neck, connected by heavy gold chains to manacles at wrist and ankle, were unnecessary. Isley had never known anyone so complacent. Even cows were more curious on their way to...