End: 99.98%

Creampies: 03
Pregnancy Chance: 99.98%

Lois Lane licked her lips. Exhausted. Giddy.

"So...how do you feel about kids?" She asked Lana.

"I always wanted them. One day," the redhead said. "Why?"

"Well..." Lois showed Lana the screen.

For a moment, her lover didn't register what she was reading. Then it sunk in.

"Oh," she said.

"Yeah."

"I guess we should talk about that," Lana said. "Also, probably the magically appearing demonic genitals."

"And the missing women," Lois added.

"Wait, what?"

The two women talked. Clubgoers came and went, one or two banging on the door and bitching at the women that were occupying the stall, but Lois and Lana were too deep in their conversation to care a whit for those ready to burst without. Eventually, they resolved a plan.

Lois dialed the number on her phone.

"Hey Zatanna? Lois Lane. Yeah, I have a little demonic situation here..."

A few minutes later there was a crash and boom, screams and shouts as Lois and Lane got dressed. The reporter's pants could not quite handle her thick red cock, and Lana's panties couldn't cover her enormous blue, dripping cunny...so they switches. Lana squeezed into the tight pants, her pussy making a giant cameltoe, and Lois slipped into Lana's skirt, which just about hid her scarlet schlong.

Woman and dickgirl exited the bathroom to find the club deserted, except for the Justice League and one very pissed off demon.

Her skin was as red as blood, hair a black mane and dark horns jutted out from her wide forehead. Superman held her in a full Nelson, and the scrawny, muscular body kicked to no avail; a female Green Lantern floated nearby, and glowing emerald chains around the demon's arms and legs. The pure white eyes fixated on Zatanna.

"Witch! I have done nothing wrong...you have no authority here!"

There was a red blur, and the Flash appeared, depositing several naked women on chairs at a table. Lois recognized the missing women.

"Hey. They were chained up in the basement. One moment, ladies," he said. There was another blur, too fast for the eye to follow, and the next moment all the women were draped in roughly-stitched clothes and the Flash was setting cocktails before them. They looked like gin-and-tonics, shaken not stirred.

Zatanna ignored Blaze. She turned and smiled at Lois. "Hey! Can I see the app?"

"Right here," Lois said, holding up the phone with the DMN app.

The sorceress studied it carefully for a moment, and then pronounced a spell.

".ppa yfiruP"

A tingle went through Lois and Lana. The reporter gasped as she felt her cock shift and change, the pins-and-needles sensation like circulation had just been restored to it. Beside her, the redhead must have felt much the same, because she rubbed her fat pussy right through the cloth of the tight pants...before realizing what she was doing and stopped, looking around embarrassed.

In Superman's grasp, the demon Blaze suddenly went limp. He released her as the Green Lantern tied her up with more energy-chains, until the demon was fairly cocooned.

"Are you too alright?" he asked Lois and Lana.

"Fine, I think," Lois said, and flashed him a smile. "Although I think I'm ending this night out with a little more than I started with."

"Me too," Lana said.

Superman smiled, not quite understanding. Zatanna walked up to him and whispered something into his ear. The Man of Steel's eyes grew wide.

"Oh." He said. Then he coughed. "Um...congratulations, I guess?"

The Justice League left, taking Blaze with them. Lana stayed with Lois as the reporter interviewed the women...it turns out that Blaze had been using the club as a cover to test the DMN App, and that these women were some of her test subjects. They stayed there until the police and social services arrived.

Lois and Lana walked out to greet the dawn.

"So...I still have a dick," Lois said. "If a more human one."

"And I've still got a truly cavernous pussy," Lana said. "And maybe something more?"

"Ninety-nine point nine-eight percent," Lois recalled. "Almost a sure thing."

"Almost."

They stood there, a little awkward, neither one knowing what to say next. It was finally Lois who reached out to take Lana's hand.

"My place isn't far. Want to try for 100?" she said.

Lana Lang snorted. "You know they say relationships built out of traumatic events don't last, right?"

Lois Lane smiled back. "Guess we'll have to base ours on sex, then."

That made them both laugh...but at the same time, they were tired, a little wired. It had been a long night, and both had been through many changes. Too many just then to think of the future and what it held for them.

Yet if either of them could see the DMN App...now mostly defunct, as the demonic influence had been purged from it...they might have seen the counter tick up, as things happened within Lana Lang's body.

Creampies: 03
Pregnancy Chance: 99.99%

Creampies: 03
Pregnancy Chance: 100.00%
Impregnation achieved!

Though neither of them knew it, their lives would never be quite the same.