Chapter 10 by Zeebop

How does Lois Lane answer?

"Fuck you!"

Anger fueled Lois Lane's defiance. She wasn't some bimbo slut to be turned into a breeder for a bunch of cut-rate deities. The reporter's body trembled, her body locked in place, muscles rigid. The strange field of black and white that emanated from Harmonia's eyes grew and grew around them, until it engulfed them both...and it seemed that Lois and Harmonia stood in an empty starscape. No hot tub, no gym.

"If that is your choice, Lois Lane," Harmonia said. "Then I will grant your wish!"

Paralyzed as she was, the reporter could not look down at her own body. She could only feel as something pushed inside her pussy. Hot. Wet. Solid enough to spread her labia, but soft enough that even though her pelvic muscles were all contracted, it could slide through the tiny gaps into her body. The reporter wanted to scream as the hot liquid radiated outward from her crotch. As things began to move.

With the stars all around them, the space where Harmonia's eyes should have been was blank flesh. The toothy grin remained.

"The gift of Hermaphrodite," Harmonia breathed. "We had hoped to gift it to our new Faithful ones. Instead, we give this blessing to you...and through your flesh, a new race shall be born! Whether you wish it or not, Lois Lane, you will be progenitor to our new Amazons...for the gift shall not be denied. Masculine and feminine, all in one...the scales balanced..."

Tears welled in Lois Lane's eyes. She could feel the spread of the heat up from her groin. It raced along her veins. The reporter couldn't move, couldn't fight it. Her whole body felt hotter and hotter, like a localised fever that spread up and up. Her cunt a white-hot blistering hell. Until it engulfed her whole body...

...and then the stars, all the millions of white points of light, raced in to penetrate her flesh.

Until all that was left was darkness.