End: ...Supergirl!

The name had barely left the reporter's mouth when Blaze's eyes went wide. The demon's lips narrowed into an "O" of shock and terror.

Then the scarlet form exploded with black lightning. For just a moment, Lois lane felt every molecule in her body rip themselves apart...and when, after a seeming eternity of nonbeing, they came back together, her cock exploded like a geyser in the tight cunt.

"...shit," the blonde beneath her said.

Lois Lane blinked. Only she wasn't Lois Lane, anymore. Multiple memories impinged on her at once. A farm in Kansas. Ma and Pa. Growing up as the only functional hermaphrodite. Learning about her powers, her Kryptonian heritage. Moving to Metropolis. Her secret life as Clara Kent, and as Superwoman. And her cousin...

They were in Clara Kent's apartment, on his bed. The trim and fit blue-eyed blonde that lay pinned to the bed beneath her was Kara Zor-El, her cousin, Supergirl. Except that pretty little mouth twisted in a very familiar frown, and the voice that came out held a bare trace of a familiar accent.

"You idiot," Blaze said, in Supergirl's body. "The pact was still active! You fucked the timeline up again!"

Fists that could tear a battleship in two beat ineffectually against Superwoman's breasts. Clara—it was so hard to think of herself as Lois, the memories of being a woman so confused—smiled at her. Unbelievably, Supergirl's pussy was tighter than Blaze's had been...and a quick glance down the trim form with the X-ray vision revealed that Supergirl was ovulating too. It looked like they might be welcoming some Kryptonian triplets in forty weeks...unless they fixed things.

"But you can fix it, right?" Lois/Clara said. "If I make another wish..."

"No," Blaze/Kara said irritably. "This body doesn't have any magic. We're trapped like this."

The tiny face settled into a pout. On impulse, Superwoman bent down to kiss that lower lip—and just like that, Kara seemed to melt in her arms. Supergirl's legs clamped around her lover's body, to lock that cock inside of her. A tongue slithered out to touch Lois Lane's own. Before she could think about what she was doing, Lois reacted instinctively, to open her mouth wider, to push her tongue inside and wrestle with her lover's.

Blaze might have been a creature of pride, lust, and hate; but in this timeline, Kara and Clara loved each other very much. Emotions so intense and alien to Blaze that the demon had no defense against them—and Lois, no hesitation.

"You've ruined me," Blaze whined softly, when they finally broke the kiss. Clara's Kryptonian cock was harder than ever, ready to go again. "I'm trapped in this body! I'm trapped, and I'm pregnant, and I feel so...so...goody-goody! Like I want to go save the world whenever I'm not draining your balls."

Lois chuckled softly. Blaze's sour grapes couldn't overwhelm the fact that her body moved like a bitch in heat. Maybe it was the demon's soul supercharging the 20-something newly-impregnated Supergirl's sexual instincts, but the young blonde milked her cock with undisguised need...and Lois sighed as she pumped that tight pussy. It was out of this world...literally.

As they fucked, Lois Lane tried to sort through her memories. It was so weird, to look back on her night out as Lois Lane, and at the same time remember her life as Clara Kent, Superwoman. The sisterly relationship with Kara that had grown closer than cousins should be. That had crossed the line, tonight, in a moment of shared passion. She wondered what Louis Lane would think...

...and that made Lois pause, mid-fuck, and blink.

Clara Kent's memories included Louis Lane, the Greatest reporter at the Daily Planet. The dickgirl's mouth flapped open and closed as she tried to make sense of that. Blaze continued to grind beneath her, the soft moans and pants showed that she was close to another climax.

"There's...another me," Lois said. "How is there another me? I'm me...but I'm also Clara Kent...so who..."

Then there was a knock at the door...and then the sound of a key in the lock. Lois looked up as Blaze, utterly lost in her own sexual ecstasy, writhed loudly beneath her.

Lois stared up at the figure that walked in. A young man, early 30s, collar-length raven black hair. Vivid violet eyes, a thin, almost feminine build. Louis Lane.

"Hello, Louis," the figure said. "Bad timing?"

The Superwoman blinked. Blaze howled now, utterly lost in the super-sensations of her own cunny. The fertilized eggs had already implanted with superhuman speed.

"A little?" Lois said. "Who are you...how do you know..."

Louis Lane reached up and flicked a strand of hair out of his face, a gesture that Lois had made a thousand times.

"It's Clara, Louis. You're in my body, and I'm in yours. And I have your memories, so I assume you have mine. Is Kara...?"

"It's Blaze," Lois said, and frowned as the former demon reached an apex and howled like a gutted cat.

"Ah. That explains it. Can she fix it?" Louis said.

"She says she can't," Lois said. "So what do we do?"

Louis smiled. She unbuttoned her coat and and pulled off her tie.

"How wet is your pussy right now?" The former Superwoman said, as he undid his belt.

"Um...very?" Lois said, as she took stock. In fact, Clara Kent's cunny was absolutely soaked.

"Good. Because with these memories, I know we both always wanted to have your baby," Louis said as his pants came down.

Lois Lane never knew she was so hung. She swallowed hard.

"Shouldn't we call Zatanna or Dr. Fate? Get things fixed? Everybody back to their own body?" Superwoman said.

"Maybe after we have a bit of fun. I know how long you've wanted this—how long I've wanted this—"

The male counterpart of Lois Lane, driven by the soul that had once been Clara Kent, who had once been Clark Kent, lined his cock up with Superwoman's twat. Blaze, in Supergirl's body, panted beneath them. As Louis' prick slid home in the super-pussy, Lois' supercock throbbed and stirred the blonde's pussy.

It was all so very confusing. Yet as the trio began to move together, Lois Lane...the being now fucking and being fucked, the meat in the sandwich...realized that she could get used to this.