End: "!ycnangrep laetS"

The moment the last syllable slipped through her lips, Zatanna felt a pang of guilt. Because as Lois Lane's stomach deflated, a dazed, vapid look came over the formerly intelligent face. Confused, and somewhat hurt as the reporter's hands slipped down to her stomach which was once again magically flat.

Then the other end of the spell hit Zatanna, and she had far more important things to worry about. Her whole body felt like it swelled as it went from unpregnant to full-term with twins in moments. It wasn't like you could just teleport a pair of fetuses into a womb. The uterus had to stretch, fill with amniotic fluid; hormone levels surge, added fat was stored in thighs and breasts. Fishnets stretched to their limit and tore. Buttons strained, the shirt stretching as her abdomen distended grossly...and then, one by one, began to pop off.

Zatanna couldn't hear or feel her nipples darken or her milk glands speed through production until her bodice burst, but she could hear the crack as her hips widened, her womb shifted and grew. All the sensations of a pregnancy in moments. Weeks and months of swollen ankles and slow growth surged forward. The witch leaned backward as her center of gravity shifted as her swelling ass swallowed her panties. She felt like a cow.

"Oh wow," Lois Lane said on the bed. She reached forward and touched the magician's swollen belly. "I'm going to be an aunt!"

"You're...no...fuck," Zatanna swore. She stared down at the naked, very un-pregnant reporter. Without a baby in her, the reporter's IQ would be dropping by the moment. The witch could almost imagine that brilliant journalistic brain curdling.

Lois was still rubbing the bare stomach. She smiled like an idiot as one of the babies began to kick. The bimbo's other hand was between her legs, rubbing at her pussy.

"I wanna get fucked," she said. "Get big and knocked up like you."

Which gave Zatanna an idea.

She dug out her phone and called the Justice League.

Most of the heroes were involved with the raid on the club. Zatanna and her special guest were at Lois Lane's apartment.

"I just don't feel comfortable about this," Superman said. "I mean, you say she's under a curse...reduced intelligence...she can't consent..."

Superman shut up as he entered Lois Lane's bedroom. The reporter was on the bed, legs spread, rubbing herself raw. Her eyes opened wide as he came in.

"Superman...please...I want your baby!"

He swallowed hard. Zatanna gave him a pat on the shoulder. "The curse only makes her super-fertile and stupid. She still wants you to knock her up, super-stud."

"Well...I mean...I guess it is the only way to save her..." Superman said uncertainly.

Lois spread her lips. A dribble of pussy juice leaked out, over her asshole and onto the stained sheets.

Zatanna gave him a little push. Superman was already floating about an inch above the carpet. He drifted forward...and the last thing Zatanna saw was Lois biting her bottom lip as she reached forward to peel his pants down and welcome that steel-hard shaft into her oozing channel.

Between the curse and his super-sperm, Zatanna figured Lois Lane would be back to her normal intelligence before morning. Which only left her...and the twins.

She laid a hand on her stomach. After bursting out of her clothes, the sorceress had wrapped a sheet around her new gravidity. Still, now she had to figure out what to do with the new lives she would soon be responsible for...and everything that would have to come after that.

Which is what she was thinking about when Batman stepped out of the shadows.

"Bruce!" She said. "What are you..."

"Marry me," he said.

Her eyes went wide. "What?"

"The sperm you used to impregnate yourself. It was mine." Batman said.

Her mouth dropped. "How the hell did you..."

"World's greatest detective," Batman said, without even a smirk. He raised a hand. There was a jewel box. For the second time in as many minutes, Zatanna was breathless. He couldn't possibly...

"Once you give birth," he said. "You'll need to get pregnant again, won't you?"

"I...hadn't thought that far ahead..."

He leaned in close. Until she could feel his breath on her lips. Then he kissed her.

From Lois Lane's bedroom came the kind of ecstatic moaning that Zatanna had never heard outside of a pornographic film. The witch's pregnant belly pressed into Batman's armored abdomen. He pressed the ring into her hand...

...and somehow, Zatanna knew that her and life would never be the same after Lois Lane's night out.