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Chapter 20 by Zeebop Zeebop

What does Lois Lane do?

End: Grab The Idol

Lois Lane knew little about magic. The Daily Planet's Greatest Reporter had no real interest in hocus pocus, but the single key important fact she had picked up during her career was that will was the key. The whole point of magic was to work your will on reality. She didn't know how that worked, but if there was one thing Lois did have, it was wilfulness.

Her thunder thighs shook as she lurched to her feet. The gravid gut, full of six squirming demonspawn, helped propel her forward. Once thin and lithe arms, now pudgy and soft reached for the idol, fixated on the object that had caused all of this—and could, just maybe, fix it.

Too late, Raven realized the danger. The crimson eyes floating on her forehead seemed to widen, the mouth moved oddly, as though the young woman were unfamiliar with it. Whatever was possessing or directing the Titan, Lois could almost see the young woman fighting that influence...at least long enough for the pregnant reporter to grab the idol, her soft fingers sticking to the hard stone belly as though magnetized to the surface.

Dimly, the reporter felt the pressure in the room increase. Something pushed against her mind and body, not in any physical sense, but at some level that the grossly pregnant reporter could only barely register. It was like being tossed suddenly in a tug of war, and barely being able to feel the rope beneath numb fingers...and whatever struggle Raven was going through, the red eyes on her forehead wavered, the mouth managed to say in that double voice:

"You dare?"

Time slowed down. Lois Lane focused on that voice, and some part of her could feel the presence behind it. A dark, vast, masculine ****, bigger than the room, bigger than anything. The breath froze in the reporter's lungs, her limbs felt set in concrete, as though she weighed tons...but she could feel something, somewhere, give a little as her will focused on that invisible struggle...and Lois poured everything that she had in it. All her wrath, lust, greed, envy, sloth, and gluttony flowed through her will, and Lois leaned in on that struggle, pushing everything she had into it.

Raven seemed to swim in her vision. Time was twisting around them, and the thin young goth woman shook, frothing at the mouth, her human eyes rolled back inside of her head, a dark damp stain forming at her crotch. Veins bloated on her face and forehead, blood dripped out of her ears and nostrils and began to drip toward the ceiling in dark crimson streamers like ink in water...but Lois could feel the dark figure behind her slipping, their grasp leaking away...

"I...don't...want...to be...pregnant!" Lois said...and with a suddenness that surprised her, the invisible tether snapped. The red eyes blinked out from Raven's forehead, and for just a heartbeat, Lois saw the young woman who had come to help her, once more in control of her own faculties.

Unfortunately, she was also the only other womb within reach.

Time lurched. Memories shifted. Lois recalled now going down to the club all those months ago and seeing Raven captured by those cultists, drinking that dark brew, **** to be impregnated with her own brothers and sisters. The reporter had managed to rescue the witch...and Lois had taken her home and held her as Raven struggled to come to terms with what had happened to her, traumatized and ashamed, but also suddenly, desperately lonely...

Weight melted off of Lois as her body regressed, the new timeline asserting herself. Yet all that mass and all those fetuses had to go somewhere.

Raven's unitard stretched and burst as her huge pale stomach went from flat and athletic to full term with sextuplets within seconds. Her features softened, long weeks of **** inactivity and unable to do any superheroing taking its toll. Memories flooded into Lois Lane's mind of taking Raven to her appointments, the doctors putting her on bed rest...Lois Lane's bed. The Titan didn't want her friends to see her, and she had nowhere else to go.

Lois remembered oiling that massive pale belly, night after night. Her hands slipping all over that body...and things had moved on from there. Slick fingers pressing into those meaty thighs. Exploring the great, soft breasts that had begun to leak milk. Finally squeezing that goth's hairy cunt, since Raven was too big to shave herself...the reporter shook to think of those long months with Raven almost unable to move, and Lois would feed her, fuck her, take care of everything for her...and when she had asked Lois to go back to the club, to find the idol.

They approached some crucial moment. Lois could feel the pressure dropping, as though she had stepped into the eye of a hurricane. They were at the crucial moment...Raven wobbled on her swollen legs, at least two hundred and fifty pounds, her dark hair longer than it was, eyes glazed, stomach bulging here and there where the children were moving inside of her, pussy dripping down her legs, huge puffy dark nipples hard and beaded with milk. The idol could fix all this...or...

The reporter tore it from Raven's hands. The stone hit the kitchen floor and cracked, collapsed.

The naked reporter lurched forward, catching the immense pregnant young woman.

"You shouldn't be out of bed, Rae." Lois said. "The doctor says you could go into labor any time now! I bet you can't wait to see the babies..."

The heavy young woman leaned against Lois. She was carrying most of the weight in her breasts and belly, but Lois admired the way her hips had flared and butt had filled out since she had first encountered the Titan all those long months ago.

Raven's eyes went to the broken statue at their feet. Her eyes seemed filled with tears.

"The idol...!"

"It's okay babe. We broke the idol. Nobody can take your babies away from us now." Lois helped guide her pregnant lover back toward the bedroom. "Just like you wanted."

Lois said that with confidence. Already, the events of the night were rewriting themselves, and she knew that Raven could feel it too. Whatever demonic forces had led to this turn of events, as Lois helped Raven back into bed, the thigh thighs spreading to show the delectable fat pussy tucked underneath that immense, taut belly, Lois didn't care. She licked her lips, remembering what they had done together...and feeling what she wanted to do.

"Hey, babe. Why don't I get a pint of Ben & Jerry's and one of the strap-ons..."

Raven looked at her. Her face was a little softer, but she didn't have a second chin, not yet. Just an adorable little pout.

"Triple chocolate swirl," the pregnant superhero said. "And the horse strap-on. I want to feel it this time."

"Absolutely, babe," Lois Lane said, her heart beating faster as she thought about what the night had in store for her. "Whatever you want."

The End

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