End: Wonder Woman Breaks Her Balls

A sudden flare of fear shook the reporter's exhausted frame. She was seized with terror, adrenaline prompting her body to one last final effort of flight or fight, heart hammering in her breast, pulse pounding in her ears...and with an utter ache, the exhausted cock hardened, stiff once more as it had been.

"Magnificent," Wonder Woman said. "Truly, if I did not destroy this now, you would not stop until you had fucked every amazon on the island."

"No," the reporter pleaded as hands that could crush solid still tightened inexorably on her testes. "Please...don't.."

As if sensing the pivotal moment, Nubia's hand shot forward. The whole of the black amazon's fist now strove powerfully to plunge up inside the reporter's stretched and ruined asshole. Lois Lane's back arched, her sweat-slick arms slid free from the two amazons that held her, and reached forward toward Diana.

Too little, and too late. The princess of the amazons closed her hand, fingers and palm crushing the virile orbs in their taut sack. Pain, more profound than anything Lois had ever experienced in her life, shot through the reporter's body, which quivered in a state of impossible excitement...and something happened, something that she herself would not have credited if anyone had told her.

Exhausted muscles clenched within her. Seminal vesicles, utterly spent, were suddenly flooded with gore, and as Nubia's hand punched into the reporter's prostate, the stiff cock seemed to scream as it sought to disgorge this final, unexpected load.

She came, one final time. Pink-white goo, thick and bloody, spat out of the end of her stiff dick. It sprayed out past the amazon's arm, sperm and blood and bits of crushed testicle spat out with such **** that Lois could hardly believe her eyes as it seemed to cover an arc of nearly three feet. All eyes watched this with amazement—except for Wonder Woman herself, who was grinding the empty sack in her hands, as if to atomize every shred of the organs of generation, and Nubia who had, with a smile of success, managed to squeeze her thumb inside the reporter fully.

Lois collapsed against Wonder Woman, tears in her eyes, unable to speak through the pain.

"Do not worry, Lois," the Amazon said. "Do you know in the ancient days, eunuchs were the favored lovers of high-born women? Without their testes, they could not produce semen. Could not get women pregnant. Yet for a few days at least, the men could still get hard...and they had not lost their sex drives..."

Nubia pulled out her hand. Lois felt as if she was pulling out everything that had been left inside of her, leaving the reporter utterly gutted. Her ass gaped, and the reporter found she could not close it. A terrible drowsiness washed over her, and she wondered if it might be blood loss...Diana's arms were so warm and strong...and the reporter wondered if this was what dying was like, as darkness closed in on her vision, narrowing down to a single pinprick.

Floating in the void of pain, Lois saw a light. It seemed to be growing closer, or at least brighter. There was something about it, something familiar...

Violet light.

The Purple Ray!

The burning light seemed to fill Lois Lane's body. Pain and exhaustion faded, drowsiness fled. Her whole body seemed to drink in that strange terrible life-giving energy, cells bursting with activity, muscles knitting themselves. Yet the most activity, Lois could tell, was happening to her crotch. She could feel parts of herself down there moving, rearranging. Her asshole, which she had imagined broken beyond repair, clenched...and continued to clench, the whole rectum tightening, returning to better than new after her ordeal. Lois Lane felt a strange, sexual excitement run through her, mind suddenly awake and clear...

The light went off. Diana, still without her panties, smiled beside the purple ray machine.

"You see sisters? It is as I said."

"Truly, sister," Nubia said beside her. "You were wiser in this than I imagined. Can she still..."

"Of course." Wonder Woman said. She walked forward to where Lois lay on the floor. One bare foot stretched forward, between the reporter's legs, and Lois Lane looked down...and her eyes widened.

She had a pussy again. A very familiar-looking slit, utterly pink and bristling with a new growth of silky black hair. There were no trace of the testicles that the Amazon had crushed into a pulp earlier. Yet where the little clitoris should be in its hood...there stretched the soft, flaccid length of her cock.

"What...how..."

Diana caught the cock with her toes and began to stroke it. Unbelievably, Lois felt the familiar sensation of it growing hard once again.

"We expelled all the male gametes from your system," the Amazon said. "That was enough for the purple ray to prioritize your own genetic code. It regenerated your pretty pussy, your uterus and ovaries. And it left you...this."

The amazon let her toes slide up to the tip of the hard cock, peeling back the foreskin.

"No testes, so no semen. You can still ejaculate, but it is only seminal fluid, utterly safe. You remember what I said about eunuchs?"

"Y-yes..." Lois said as the other Amazons closed in around her. "You said they could still make love without getting women pregnant...for a few days..."

"In your case," Nubia said. "It may last for longer."

"Long enough, I hope," Wonder Woman said. "To satisfy all of us."

Dawn washed over the Amazon Island. Lois Lane could hardly remember when it had set, back when this night had begun. She had traveled so far, in body and mind, since she had walked into that club in Metropolis. Now here she was, after all her ordeals, the princess of the Amazons straddling her hips, holding the reporter's prick steady as she slid her tight royal cunt down onto the shaft...knowing that it was utterly safe now, infertile yet hard. The perfect toy of a nation of women without men.

Soon, the word would spread.

Lois Lane had many long, hard days ahead of her.