End: Lois Lane Is About To Be An Octomermom

They thrashed together, joined at the hip, genitals locked together, the reporter's scaled tails wrapped around Mercy Graves as the smaller, more muscular woman's own tail thrashed, keeping them aloft, moving, so that fresh water moved over their gills. They both needed the oxygen as their frenzied mating dance continued, driven on by new sensations...

...and one by one, the hard eggs pushed themselves into the reporter's body. Lois wasn't sure what would happen then...whether she would release sperm to fertilize them or what...but she could feel her insides stretch, like the bloating pain of a period, but this bloating wouldn't go down with a hot water bottle and a glass of wine...no, it was just going to get worse for week after week, month after month, until...

Well, I guess we'll see, Lois Lane said, air bubbling out of her mouth as she spoke...and Mercy paused in her frantic thrashing, staring at the reporter. Hesitantly, the other mermaid opened her own mouth and spoke.

Can you hear me? Mercy said.

It wasn't quite speech as either of them knew it. Something had shifted inside their throats, some new capability came forth. They twirled together, their hair dark masses floating free in the water. It was like sonar, Lois guessed....some different frequency of speech, more suited for their watery environs.

Loud and clear, Lois said. Do you think Lex can hear us?

I don't know, Mercy replied. You're so tight! I feel like I could do this forever...except I think that was my last egg. I'm spent.

Lois smiled. I sort of lost count after orgasm number six. How many are we having?

Eight, Mercy said, with a shy grin, her voice oddly proud...and then a frown darkened her face. I'm...sorry. I didn't know what Lex was planning. The other women, he just turned the kryptonite on them, watched what happened, and then when it wore off he was going to let them go...they were volunteers, doing it for money...except...none of them turned back to normal.

So we're stuck like this? Lois looked down to where their slits were still rubbing against each other. She could feel the tube or whatever that had injected the eggs withdrawn back inside Mercy's body. The two slowly disengaged, though they continued to hold each other's arms, swimming together in a tight circle.

Maybe. I didn't...I didn't know he would do it to me too, Mercy said, a hint of bitterness in her voice. I didn't know you were going to get pregnant.

Well, if we're stuck here together...we are together, right? Lois said, moving above and behind Mercy, so that she could slide her hands over the other mermaid's swollen breasts. Lois noticed the webbing between her fingers now, and how they outlined her lover's nipples. Maybe if we work together, we can find a way out of here...or at least signal for help. Are you with me?

Mercy Graves hesitated. Promise me we'll still fuck, even if I get my legs back?

Which is when Lois discovered she could still laugh while underwater.

Count on it! Don't think I could survive an octuplet pregnancy without someone eating my pussy on the regular...

Above their holding tank, Lex Luthor examined the readings. Heat signatures definitely showed eight objects implanted inside Lois Lane...and eight Kryptonian-human hybrids. He watched his two mermaids frolic, too lost in each other at the moment to even examine the confines of their new prison.

"We'll need to prepare new facilities for our...long-term subjects," he said aloud. "And their brood. Make up a cover story for their disappearance. We'll need to establish a means of communication...assure proper care and feeding...but this could be the breakthrough I've been waiting for."

Lex Luthor sat back, brain already working on the problems in front of him...and he smiled as he saw the slightly swollen bump of Lois Lane's abdomen, just above where the scales started. He smiled to think at just where her night out had taken her...and then he saw Mercy, elegant and strong as she twisted around. The villain had no regrets about her part in this; but he felt a certain...appreciation for her loyalty. A bonus was certainly in order, though he didn't know when or if she would ever have a chance to spend it.