End: I Gave Them A Choice

"...the same choice I shall give you," Angelica Blaze said.

The long rod or tool was poking Lois Lane deep within. It was uncomfortable but, surprisingly, not that painful. She wondered if Blaze had included some sort of anesthetic.

"You're ready," the dickgirl said, withdrawing the tool.

"Please," Lois said as she felt something heavy slid into her pussy, pushing past the speculum holding her walls open. "Don't do this."

"Oh? You wish to make your choice so soon?" There was amusement in Blaze's voice. Dark amusement.

"What choice?" Lois asked.

"Stay, and be fucked. Or leave...and you will have no memory of this place, of ever having been here. Back to your gray, dreary, safe life. No adventure, nothing strange or magical. Here...with me...I will show you a world of carnal sensuality. You will be taken in ways that you had never imagined; every hole put to its test, every sensation of pain and pleasure. You will explore your body as never before...and, in time, you will give to me an heir."

It sounded...insane.

"Why are you doing this?" Lois asked...and then she felt it. A pain deep within, as something pressed down deeper than anything had pressed before. Lois Lane could almost imagine the swollen cock-head forcing its way through the dilated cervix, forcing itself into the void of her womb. There was sperm even in precum, Lois was already at risk of pregnancy, but if Angelica Blaze actually came inside her...

"Because it's so much more fun this way. Mortals have free will. They can choose their own fates. Salvation or damnation. Do you really want to go back to your dull little apartment, Lois Lane? To try and satisfy yourself with your fingers once more, while dreaming of an alien demigod who has his pick of all the supersluts in this world? Or do you want to be one of the few women that learns what it feels like to have her womb fucked?"

I'm horny, Lois Lane admitted to herself, but not that horny.

"I want to leave." The reporter said firmly.

The cock paused. Lois could actually feel it there, as though something were stabbing her deep within. A ring of pain.

"Really? You're certain?"

"Yes. I don't...I don't want this. Whatever it is. I want to leave."

The dickgirl sighed. "What a pity. It's better when they're into it."

Lois Lane's heart skipped a beat. the cock inside her began to move. Lois could feel it sliding in and out, the flared crest of the glans stretching her cervix painfully coming and going. Her muscles strained against the handcuffs. She had to get out of here.

"But you said—"

"Yes, I did. And you will wake up, back in your boring little life Lois Lane. But not until I've had my fun."

Lois Lane shrieked with rage, body twisting against her bonds, and Blaze laughed as she plunged her cock into the reporter's womb again and again and again... A hand went to the reporter's mouth to still her curses, and sharp teeth bit down on the web of skin between thumb and forefinger. The reporter gnawed at the hand like a dog worries an ankle, but in her heart hope was fading. The dickgirl's cock was plunging in shorter and faster strokes, and her cervix was one burning ring of pain inside her, shooting pains running through her whole body as her vagina started to seize around the speculum, and then...

...the reporter blinked and woke up. She stared around at her own apartment. Fully dressed and ready to go to the club, but a glance at the clock showed it was just after 5 AM.

Did I fall asleep? Lois rubbed her stomach. There was a deep pain in her abdomen, like during a particularly bad period. It was a couple weeks too early for her next cycle, though. Staggering to the bathroom, the reporter pulled down the too-tight pants...and saw, with some concern, a sticky red-and-black discharge in her black lace panties.

Shaking her head in confusion, the reporter stripped off the rest of her clothes. She set the panties to soak in the sink, to help break up the clots, and wiped her pussy clean with a wad of toilet paper. There seemed to be an awful lot of it, and the black, gooey bits worried her. Lois Lane resolved to make an appointment with her doctor if things didn't clear up on their own in a day or two.

Anyway, Lois decided, it's too late to go out tonight. I'll just have to try and find those missing women tomorrow...if I can stay awake!