End: In the Invisible Jet, on the way to Themyscira

Lois Lane hated the idea of destiny. Ever since she was a little girl and read about the three Fates that spun and measured out the thread of a person's life, and finally cut it off. The Daily Planet's greatest reporter had always made her own way in the world, and didn't trust or rely on the invisible hands of gods or spirits to guide her.

At the same time, Lois Lane had learned that there were some things in the world that she couldn't fight. She wasn't Superman, to slip the surly bonds of Earth at will and defy gravity. Lois Lane couldn't make the sun rise before it was supposed to, or get a waiter to notice her before they wanted to.

Which is why she was seated in the cockpit of Wonder Woman's invisible jet, and teased the tip of her prick into the naked Amazon's pussy as Diana set course for Themyscira.

If I'm going to impregnate Amazons, Lois Lane reasoned, at least I'm going to impregnate the right ones, on my own terms.

"By the gods, you're so big!" Diana moaned as Lois held her hips and guided the Amazon down the length of her shaft.

"And you're tight," Lois said fervently. "And sucking me in! Go slow. Don't hurt yourself. We have all the time in the world."

It should have upset Lois, how easily she fell into the role of Amazon stud. Or perhaps she should have been concerned about how much it turned her on, to watch the Princess of the Amazons back her perfect ass onto the reporter's dick. Watch that labia spread until Lois could see the inner pink cling to her cock. Feel the tip hit deep inside that hot tunnel. Lois could almost imagine Wonder Woman ovulating, an egg or two a-float on the way down to her uterus, only needing a few million sperm and a hard orgasm or three and then...

A lifetime of swollen bellies and breasts, changing diapers, raising kids, plowing tight Amazonian twats... Lois Lane mused silently as Diana found her rhythm. The dickgirl reporter admired the play of the Amazon's back muscles as she rose and fell, the soft moans of the naked Amazon filled the cockpit.

"It's funny," Lois said aloud, as she leaned forward so that her hands could rub on Diana's thighs. "I always thought one day, I'd be together with Superman. That I'd be the one riding his cock. Begging for his baby. I always thought you were a rival for his affections. But as it turns out...it's not about Superman at all."

"Yes...yesss!" Diana said as she bottomed out and began to grind her ass against the reporter's crotch. The warrior-woman, so fiercely independent and willful, moaned like a whore, utterly enthralled by the pleasures of the cock that threatened to split her open. Given the divine nature of the Amazon's powers, Lois wondered if that didn't make Wonder Woman particularly ****.

All the more reason to quarantine herself on Themyscira, Lois decided. Not just to deny Ares any more Fideles, but to protect any civilian women from becoming addicted to her dick.

As Wonder Woman surely was.

"Aaaagh!" Diana tossed her head in an ecstasy of relief as the first climax ripped through her body...and Lois Lane felt herself on the verge of exploding. Turbulence began to rock the invisible aircraft, and with a thought, the lasso of truth cinched them both of them together against the seat, Lois Lane's breasts against Diana's back, as her cock pumped its first thick load into that tight twat.

By the time they landed, Lois Lane knew, Wonder Woman would be pregnant. Rivulets of thick jizz would roll down her thighs as they strode, hand in hand, down the beach. So many fertile Amazon pussies to fill...and then Lois looked out through the invisible plane and saw the sun begin to dawn.

Her night out was over. A new day had begun. A new chapter in her life. No longer was she Lois Lane, the Daily Planet's greatest reporter. Now, she was Lois Lane, Amazon Breeder...and she had a long, hard life ahead.

Lois reached forward to cup Diana's tits. The Amazon moaned her thanks to various goddesses for the blessing bestowed on her womb, even as Lois Lane played with her tits. There was a tone of almost utter satisfaction in Wonder Woman's voice, which had a little more of her old self in it. Less the bimbo, more the heroine.

Of course, it was a long flight to Themyscira...and Lois Lane would get her friend back to her old self. One fuck at a time.