End: Be My Breeding Bitch

Clark Kent's hands engulfed the reporter's small ass, crushing her to him. Lois Lane groaned as the cock filled her like nothing before. The reporter's head swam as though she was drunk as the words tumbled out of Clark's mouth, a dream, a desire, a promise...

He didn't want a wife and partner. What he wanted...needed...was to breed her. The mother of a new race of Kryptonians. A calling far beyond journalism. To use his science to keep her body in shape so that she could birth a new generation of supermen and superwomen.

"You'll never have another period," he promised as she ground her hip, tears in her eyes as the tip of his cock rubbed so deep within her. The throb of the big vein on his thick prick was hitting her g-spot in a way that should have been impossible. Her hard nipples pressed against his broad, muscular chest. It was so good...but it was his words that drove Lois Lane beyond the heights of ecstasy.

"From now on, your eggs belong to me. I'm going to keep you pregnant for the rest of your life. Your cunt will always be wet and dripping with my spunk. My one and only cum-catcher, jizz rag, cocksocket. Honored above all women, to bear my children and drain my balls day and night."

Tears ran down her cheeks and she gasped, unable to stop her hips from moving. Her nails scraped on his invulnerable back. She could almost picture herself spending the rest of her life waddling, taking care of children, tits leaking milking...a vision that earlier this evening would have seemed like some strange hell, but now...now with that cock threatening to break her pussy, with the urgent need in Clark Kent's words...Lois realized that he was offering her a choice.

She could say no. They could just fuck and go their separate ways. Or...if she dared...dared to be happy... The inner feminist in her rebelled at the idea of being barefoot and pregnant for her entire life. It was the wet dream of some closeted incel or reproductive abuser. Except...this was Superman. He could do what he promised. She knew he had access to the science of old Krypton. That he was hard for her. That...he loved her.

Wasn't that enough?

Lois leaned back and stared into those sky-blue eyes. A nervous smile on her lips. There was a kind of cramp in her stomach, and Lois wondered if she could actually feel her ovaries releasing their eggs, though that seemed ridiculous.

"Okay," she said. "I'll do it. I'll be your breeding bitch. And you'll be my one and only Superstud."

Their lips met. A single hot breath shared between them. Something stung the back of Lois Lane's pussy, and she realized he was cumming. That she could actually feel the **** of his sperm as they slammed into her overstuffed cunt, the wigglers shooting out inside of her, searching for her cervix, her womb, her eggs...and she knew that it had all begun. Her life as she knew it was over...and a brand new life was just beginning.

In her lair, the demon Blaze watched the coupling in her scrying pool, her face twisted into a deep frown.

"That's disgusting," the demon said, eyes burning bright, speaking aloud to the naked servants around her, the missing women whom Lois had come to find and forgotten in the whirlwind of subsequent events. "They're so happy and shit. She was supposed to get knocked up by some stranger and it would drive a wedge between them. Who the fuck knew that Superman had an impregnation kink?"

She sat down heavily on her throne. With a wave of one slim hand, the image vanished. Her naked slaves glanced at one another.

"Shall we oil ourselves and rub our naked bodies on your mistress?" A pair of slim blondes asked, groping their small, pert breasts.

"Sharpen your horns, mistress?" A tiny Asian woman with a streak of blue in her hair followed.

"Permission to lick your pussy, mistress?" A heavyset young Latino woman said.

Blaze sighed. Tonight had not turned out as she had wished. She might as well enjoy what was left of it.

"Yes, yes," the demon growled. "Get on with it."

Yet her heart was not in it. It was an open wound, thinking about how Lois Lane was submitting herself so completely to Superman. Already in her mind she began to plot on how to ruin their happiness...but that is another story.