1 month ago.

Lois Lane strolled confidently towards the Lexcorp President's room for an interview with Lex Luthor. But when she reached the office she stopped in shock. 

Inside the President's room was a scene more suited for a nightclub than a Corporation. The room was dimly lit and filled with bodies dancing and gyrating to a heavy beat. A rainbow of lights flashed on and off throughout the room and she could hear girls moaning happily. As her eyes adjusted to the dark she could make out strippers in push up bras and thongs dancing in cages with each other. Under normal circumstances Lois would have left in a hurry but something pulled her in. 

Lois wandered through the half naked crowd of tight bodies. She watched transfixed as one stripper got on all fours to pick up a dollar bill with her mouth and shake her ass at another customer. Ordinarily Lois would have been disgusted by this but when she saw the stripper push the dollar bill into her cleavage and how much cash she had crammed into her thong she began to watch more. 

All around her people were grinding and dancing. The crowd was beginning to make Lois sweat so she took off her sensible suit jacket and undid the top two buttons of her blouse as she watched the stripper go from man to man and give them a titillating lap dance for a dollar or two. The more she watched the more she began to think it was perfectly natural for a girl to use her looks for money. Within a few minute Lois had a drink in her hand and was waving a dollar bill to the stripper. God she was hot. Lois looked at her made up face, big tits, tiny waste, bubble butt and long legs with envy. 

The stripper pulled Lois into a back room and straddled her shoving her huge tits into Lois' face.

"Hey baby," Her voice was sultry and tempting. "Are you new here?"

"Er..." Lois' slurred as she stared at the stripper's glittery boobs bouncing up and down. "Yes... I mean no! I-I'm a reporter with the--"

"Shh..." The stripper said placing one dripping finger on Lois' mouth. It took her clouded mind a moment to realize the stripper's finger had her cum on it. Lois began to suck her finger passively.

Lex watched from the other side of a one-way mirror as Lois' eye became unfocused and her jaw slacken. Clearly the subliminals in the lights and music were working. A bit of drool formed in the corner of Lois' mouth and dribbled down her chin and slid into her cleavage. By the time the stripper left Lois Lane was lost in a lusty haze. 

Lex Luthor walked into the back room and up to the stunned Lois. He put his hand on her shoulder and she looked up at him with empty, needy eyes.

"Ohhh..." She begged pulling his hand down under her blouse to fondle her breast. "Lex... need..."

Luthor smiled as Lois undid his pants with skill and desire. Her eyes lit up when she fished his erection out of his slacks.

"OH MY GOD LEX YOU'RE HUGE!" She slobbered all over his cock before taking it in her mouth. She wet lips slid halfway to the base and back up to the tip in a desperate attempt to deep throat his 13" dick. She sucked him off covering his cock in her spit before she got on all fours and hiked her skirt up past her waist. "I NEED THAT MONSTER IN ME NOW!" She screamed and Lex shoved his throbbing hard on deep into her drooling pussy. "OH GOD LEX! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"

Lois moaned whorishly as Lex pounded her doggy style until he felt his dick beginning to tense up. He pulled out of her and pulled her up by her hair covering her face, hair and back in his cum. 

"Oh god... Lex..." Lois moaned feeling her own pussy gushing in response. But she still felt so empty so she put one leg on the chair and leaned against the wall. "Fuck my ass baby! I need you to take my anal cherry! You fuck better than Superman!"

Lex pressed his dick against her ass and pushed into her causing her to scream in pain and pleasure. Lois' legs buckled and Lex held her up by her thighs slamming into her tight ass again and again. By the time he came Lois was passed out from pleasure.

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Lois woke up deliriously horny from the subliminals. Lex was standing over her with his dick hanging out.

"Now Lois... tsk, Lois that's such an ugly name," Lex began. Lois knew he was right. Lois was a boring and old name. She needed a slutty name. "How about Lo-Lo?" Lois smiled happily. Yes Lo-Lo was much better and sluttier. "What did you learn tonight?"

"I learned that men have money and I can get money if I give them my body." Lo-Lo giggled. "And I learned that Lex is the best fuck ever!"

"Now Lo-Lo if you want to be able to sell your body you'll need a better body." Lo-Lo looked down at her boring body. She had never realized how lame her c-cups were, or how thin her lips were.  "We'll get you some collagen and some big slutty stripper tits. But why stop at stripping? You could make more money if you were a prostitute."

Lois looked up at Lex with wide eyes. Of course! If she was a prosti-- that word was too long. If she was a whore she could get lots of money and get fucked too. It was perfect.

"Oh yes Lex!" She cried happily.

"Now Lois before you become a total brain-dead hooker from the drugs who is Superman?" Lex asked massaging his dick. Lois thought to herself that she couldn't betray Clark but as she watched his dick harden she began to hate Clark and his weak sex drive. 

"Superman's my husband Clark Kent! He's such a pussy in bed compare to you please fuck me!" Lois screamed. And Lex obliged her.

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Lois giggled to herself as she stumbled out of Lex's office with his cum still dripping down her thigh. After a month all of her surgery had been completed. She now had a pair of G-cups, her lips were plump fat cocksuckers and she constantly applied hot pink lipstick to them, her hair was platinum blonde, her waist was eighteen inches, her ass was amazing and her legs were long and slender. She got out of the building and headed straight to the seediest part of town to ply her new trade. She was bound to attract attention clad only in a fake fur vest, a pink rubber tube top, a white micro mini that hugged her ass and did nothing to cover her shaven sex, fishnet stockings and seven inch stripper heels.