End: Life-Changing

When Lois Lane started this night out, she was the Daily Planet's greatest reporter. Over the course of her evening, she had been misled, degraded, brainwashed, and inseminated...and now, at long last, she had been fucked. Yet more than that, as the first splash of Superman's sperm hit her cervix, Lois Lane realized something fundamental about her life was about to change.

She was going to be pregnant. The mother of Superman's child. And more than that...

...his cumdump.

Lois Lane didn't normally let her lovers cum inside of her. The few times it had happened,s he hadn't even known that it had happened until after the fact. A tablespoon of warm goo just doesn't even register except for an added bit of wetness in the pussy. This time thought...Lois was so close...and Superman's cock seemed to swell...and then...

"Ugh," he grunted. "Lois, I...I love you..."

Then he erupted.

Something hot as the surface of the sun seemed to flood her cunt. The pressure was immediately too much, the temperature, the ****. Lois coudln't even register pain, her body simple locked in place, every muscle frozen solid as an endless supply of Kryptonian cum flooded her cunt. Her cervix held out for fractions of a second, before the muscle gave way, almost blown inwards as the superhuman semen streamed into her uterus.

Lex Luthor's sperm didn't even have a chance.

Nor did Lois Lane's eggs.

She couldn't feel them being penetrated. But Lois knew, in her heart of hearts, that this is what she had become now. Nothing more than a receptacle for his sperm. As her brain finally caught up to what her body was feeling, the endless waves of ecstatic electrical impulses as her body fulfilled its new biological purpose, Lois knew she would do anything to experience this again. Day or night, her cunt was his to spunk. As the white heat of her climax his her mind, as her violet eyes rolled up into her head and her back spasmed and arched...Lois felt Superman's hands squeeze her ass as if he realized it too.

There was no going back from this.

"Lois, you feel so good...oh, Rao, I'm still cumming!"

Her pussy clamped painfully tight around that super-prick, and Lois Lane's lips were locked in a rictus grin, face hurting as she was unable to stop smiling. Her cunt felt packed, stuffed full of cock and cum, and as more cum flooded in there was nowhere for it to go...so the pink tissues stretched, and if she had been able to see it she would have seen the slightest bulge form in her lower abdomen as her cunt inflated like the world's most obscene water balloon.

Cum balloon, was the last conscious thought Lois Lane had of her night out.

Tomorrow, there would be sex...and talk...planning. A wedding, because Superman was traditional; a morning wood blowjob, because Lois Lane's brain was being rewired so that she could not live without his spunk. How long they could live such sex-mad lives...how much sperm Lois could swallow or stuff in her pussy and ass...neither one really knew. Yet they were determined to find out.