Chapters tagged stripping

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois ran a tongue over her lips. She had drunk so much water, yet it was almost like her body was still thirsty...crying out for...something else. "It is, isn't it?" The hand crept up further, and Lois didn't stop it. The reporter swooned, sweating freely. It was so hot...like s...

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Chapter 13

A girlish giggle escaped Lois Lane's mouth. She slapped a hand over her mouth, but it was too late. The reporter's abs shook at the ridiculousness of the situation, the question. She'd just chugged what had to be a third of a bottle of vodka, and the room had begun to spin...and...

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Chapter 14

Lois Lane giggled...but her eyes went wide as the cock really did grow as she rubbed it. With drunken awe her hand continued to grope and squeeze the member which was now over a foot long...a foot and a half...two feet of hard cock. The reporter's jaw dropped open as it continued...

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Chapter 15

There were times, Lois Lane knew, when her courage overrode her common sense. When she dared a little too much. When a proletarian revolution was simply not the answer she hoped it would be—at least, not when faced against the supernatural power of the dickgirl named Blaze. The...

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Chapter 13

There was a round, circular dip in the floor of the cavern. Lois Lane saw the shimmer of water, smooth as a mirror. The naked women moved around it in a kind of dance, and as their faces came into the light, the reporter could recognize the missing women she had come here to find...

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Chapter 9

Lois looked down at her shirt. It was sticking to her in places, and stains were creeping down from her armpits, and the low cut front that exposed her cleavage. She looked across the table at her moth—this woman, whose bare breasts were dappled by perspiration...and of course al...

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Chapter 17

Trembling, Lois obeyed and laid down on the bed. The reporter had already shrugged out of her shirt and jacket, so she knew what her mother really wanted was to get into her pants. It was odd how naked she suddenly felt, breasts bare in front of her mother, lying limp on the bed....

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Chapter 15

"Mom!?" Lois turned to the ghost of Ella. "Yes," Blaze smiled. She reached out to rub the reporter's thigh. "She wanted grandchildren. To solve that, I had to attract the others...those missing women in turn brought you here. Where her curse can be resolved." "I...I..." The rep...

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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...

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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 13

Lois Lane licked her lips. _One more little spell couldn't hurt..._ She flipped through the pages eagerly, scanning the pages for recognizable titles and words among the foreign language incantations. Most of them she couldn't tell exactly what they were supposed to do...others...

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Chapter 21

Monday morning, before work, Lois Lane stared into the mirror. "My name is Lois Lane," she said, to begin the mantra she had worked out for herself over the weekend. "And I'm a lesbian." The reporter had retrieved the book, and experimented with the spells. The spell of desire...

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Chapter 22

"It's for your own safety," Clark had insisted, as he closed the lid of the box. Lois lane threw him a mournful look, her face obscured by the latex mask, the black dildo-gag prevented her from saying anything...but she allowed herself to be pressed down, packed in tight next to...

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Chapter 18

Déjà vu. Lois Lane couldn't help but feel like she had been here before, somehow. In the backroom of the club, in a hallway filled with bar supplies, next to a small and foul-smelling employees-only toilet, with one hand up under the bartender's shirt to squeeze that soft, fat ni...

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Chapter 11

Lois closed the book and clutched it to her chest. Whatever was going on here, this felt like the heart of it. If she could get it out of here, someone like Zatanna could help her figure out what this cult was up to, maybe help her find the missing women. The tricky part was get...

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Chapter 13

The moment Lois got in the cab, hugging the book under her jacket against her breasts, she felt watched. It should have been impossible, to have eyes on her...and yet, that's exactly what the reporter felt. In the back of the taxi, Lois felt more exposed than when she had strolle...

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Chapter 17

For a moment, the wild, terrible thought came to Lois that she was about to die. That this is what happened to women who had sex in horror films. Then she dismissed the thought, and redoubled her efforts to pull herself free of the hand grasping her ankle... ...which is when she...

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Chapter 12

Lois was gasping, eyes closed, lost in the moment, feeling her climax building, sweat dripping off her body, impaling herself further and further on the demonic statue's cok, so close to cumm— "Oh my sweet Satan." The reporter froze, cunt clamping on cock so hard it hurt. She o...

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Chapter 14

The words shocked the reporter. When she should have been fleeing, she hesitated—torn as to how to help these masturbating dickgirls—and in that moment, the futazombies closed in. Sticky, cum-smeared fingers closed in on her arms. Lois immediately tried to push back, to rip herse...

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Chapter 12

Lois Lane couldn't see who, but she knew it. Her tongue slid along the smooth underside of the cock in her mouth, trying to pick up details with her peripheral vision. In the mirror, her skewed reflection looked worried, maybe scared. Yet Lois herself felt...excited? Maybe eager?...