Do You Fear ?

The voice came to her, though Lois knew she couldn't hear anything. Her ears were clogged with semen. Sperm were swimming madly through her nostrils, down her throat, looking for eggs that weren't there. A pressure was building in her ears as she sank ever deeper in the white ooze, and as her lungs burned and stomach seemed to fill to bursting, she wondered how many ejaculations could create that much fluid pressure...

It's not too late. You don't have to die here.

It was colder, the farther down she got. That made sense to Lois. The warmer cum would rise to the surface, while the colder jizz, the older spunk would sink. Basic physics. It was like sliding into a bath of cold tapioca pudding. So many sperm, swimming around in her snatch right now...she wondered if she would conceive, moments before she died. There was an irony in that.

Let me save you. There are things you want to live for, aren't there? Things you've left undone.

It was getting harder to hear the words, harder even to think. The image flashed through her mind of the missing women. Of her father and sister. The people at the Daily Planet... and that possibility, that what-if, that might-have-been daughter that had always been an idle dream... Lois could almost feel it, a hard knot in her stomach, just below the belly button.

I want to live. Lois thought. But what can I do?

Swear yourself to me, body and soul. The voice said in her mind. And you will live.

A doubt crushed Lois. Her lungs had ceased to burn...they felt heavy, empty. She couldn't move, not a muscle. Her body was shutting down. In her mind's eye, she saw the clump of cells in her belly, in her womb...

I swear. She thought.

Then from the darkness, there was light...