Chapter 19 by Zeebop

Bargain or Give In?

Bargain With Her Womb

"The missing women have priority. Help me find them and I'll get laid, I promise."

Lois Lane couldn't believe she was bargaining with her own sentient uterus, but she supposed stranger things had happened in Metropolis. She rubbed her stomach, hoping to ease the cramping.

NOW. FUCK NOW.

The cramp intensified, almost taking Lois to her knees.

"Look, you don't want to just have sex with just anybody, right? Can't we save it for someone we love?"

WHAT IS LOVE.

"Baby don't hurt me..." Lois sang to herself. "You know...someone we really like. Someone that loves us, that will be there for us, take care of us..."

TAKE CARE OF BABY.

"Yes, right, absolutely." The reporter was glad she was getting through to Womb.

BIG COCK. VIRILE. HEALTHY.

"Sure, okay...not quite tall, dark, and handsome, but I can get with that."

POWERFUL. MOST POWERFUL COCK!

"...Superman," Lois realized. "You want me to fuck Superman."

That made a weird sort of sense. Womb was a part of her, and Lois had always been attracted to the Man of Steel. She wouldn't have framed it in terms quite so simple and graphic, but if Womb's consciousness represented her body's evolutionary desires...the tick-tick-ticking biological clock made manifest...then it would make sense it would want the strongest, healthiest mate.

Of course, that still doesn't explain the "big cock," criteria. Lois thought.

"Why a big cock?"

BIG COCK FEEL GOOD. WANT GOOD FUCK. STRONG DICK.

Maybe, Lois realized, at heart I'm just a slut for big cocks.

She shelved that personal revelation away for later.

"Okay. So help me find the missing women, and I'll go fuck Superman. We have a deal?"

There was a rumbling inside of her, as though her plumbing was trying to rearrange itself...but Lois realized that was just her stomach growling. All these changes to her body must have burned a lot of calories. Still, it was a relief when the cramp suddenly ended.

DEAL.

FIND WOMEN.

FUCK SUPERMAN.

GET PREGNANT.

Lois straightened up. She didn't bother trying to put her pants on again, just rolled them up and tucked them under her arm.

"Deal," she whispered, patting her belly.