Chapters tagged urine

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

The exhausted reporter could not see the pure-white eyes beneath the demon's horns widen, and then narrow into slits. Could not see the sneering smile turn into something more boastful. All she could feel was the cock that seemed to reach all the way into her guts, the hands that...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

With effortless strength, the demon pulled th reporter off of her dick. The reporter made a moan of disappointment, but then squealed as Blaze buried th tips of her fingers into the reporter's broken cocklet and pulled them wide. The reporter's hands grabbed at the sheets and her...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

Lois Lane didn't feel any different when she went to the Daily Planet offices the next morning. Oh, she was wearing her push-up bra, and maybe let a button unbuttoned on her blouse; and the black pencil skirt and heels were doing wonders for showing off her legs...and she smiled...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Lois Lane did not normally believe in the existence of God. She lived in a world of self-proclaimed demigods and extraterrestrials, had met sorceresses and plant elementals. Yet there had always been that lingering doubt, the natural skepticism of the journalist who demanded proo...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Lois Lane had heard about what went down in Guantanamo Bay. The suspected terrorists being water-boarded. Half-drowned, over and over again. She had interviewed some of the CIA operators—the ones who had to stop, because they couldn't stand it anymore. The ones who had told her t...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

In the end, there was at all. The demon could smell the first rush as the reporter's bladder prepared to let go—and some instinct for a new and delicious sin prompted the slutty succubus to seize the reporter's mons with her mouth. Bitter, salty semen coated her tongue....

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

"Open wide," Blaze ordered. Lois Lane hated herself as she did. Hated the hot mass of meat that pressed into her mouth, trapping her tongue. Hated the ache in her jaw, the sudden moment of panic as Blaze didn't stop at the back of her mouth. The feel of her throat stretching....

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

The dickgirl's laugh was like the errant cigarette butt that set off a forest fire. It seemed to reach straight past the reporter's conscious mind and self-control and push primitive levers in the back of her brain. Lois Lane's body tensed with a sudden surge of adrenaline. "Don...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

It must have been some sixth sense that made the reporter turn her head. A cock, no matter how tall and hard, cannot loom. Yet as Lois Lane stared at the towering erection that stood out from Angelica Blaze's body, she was aware that in the dim light, it seemed like it did. The...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois Lane froze in stone cold embarrassment. There had been times in her life when she had been railed silly. Times when she had been so aroused that she had almost pissed herself in sheer excitement. Only this time, there was no "almost." Angelica Blaze looked down. Now that Lo...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Lois Lane shook as the dickgirl's cock plugged her pussy, and the dickgirl's hand pressed down, right above her bladder. Caught between the two, the reporter's poor bladder couldn't take it. Even though she struggled. Even though she sobbed. Trembled. Her pisshole burned as the s...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

The brightness as the lights in the room turned on. The cold wetness of the pad against her lower back. The buzz of the tattoo gun. The sting as the needle dug into her skin. Lois Lane had been a virgin. Never had a tattoo before then. Now, spread-eagled on the bed, c...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

The paper hit the end of the driveway. Lois Lane was already awake. She'd put the water on for coffee. As the light of dawn broke over Metropolis, the naked woman stepped out of the door to fetch it for her mistress. Anyone who had known Lois Lane three months ago might be hard-...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

"Seriously!" The Black woman said. "Ah...I gotta piss!" For one second, Lois Lane pulled her mouth away from that sopping slit and stared up at the Black woman. The greying dreads from the taxi driver's face, which was twisted in disbelief. _Go ahead_, the voice urged the repor...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

The reporter's lips sealed on that black pussy. The hot stream was relentless. Acrid. Tart. Like apple cider vinegar, but with that revulsive smell she recognized from dirty restrooms. That was what Lois Lane took into herself. Swallowed eagerly down her throat. Let fill her prot...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

The reporter screamed. She fought like a wildcat, until the metal bar bent and broke on his skull. She dropped the useless instrument, and her thumbs dug into the possessed man's eyes as the heat of the scaly cock made Lois Lane's pants melt. Horns burst through Tyrell's forehead...

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Chapter 20

Spoiler's hands pulled out of the reporter's aching holes with a wet plop. Oracle carefully but firmly pushed the quivering reporter off of her muff. Poison Ivy, rubbing her pussy ineffectually against the wall of her prison, paused to watch as a slim black hand lightly touched t...

by Zeebop

Chapter 8

"Open your mouth, news-whore," Ivy ordered. "Cup your hands in front of your face!" Hot, acrid liquid hit the reporter's face. The reporter coughed and sputtered as shoved her hairy labia against the reporter's hands, to aim the stream of piss at Lois Lane's open mouth. The smel...

by Zeebop

Chapter 9

Lois Lane wasn't sure how many people had pissed on her. She only felt the golden streams on her face, her breasts. Sometimes they aimed for her eyes, her nostrils. The once-proud reporter sat on the floor and let them empty their bladders on her. Felt it drip off her chin. "You...

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Chapter 10

At university, they had called it minesweeping. At the end of parties, the ones who just wanted to get shit-faced would move from table to table, ti finish the dregs of mostly-empty plastic cups. Beer, wine, tequila—sweet, sour, swimming with spit—it was not an activity for the f...