End: Maria Tells Lois Everything

So she did. As the reporter's Kryptonite-derived dick slowly drove in and out of her ass, Maria whispered out all of her secrets...how Lex Luthor had found a way for Kryptonite to affect humans, the secret lab in the basement, the women that Maria had lured in with ****, ****, and sex to see what different varieties did to them...and Lois Lane listened, and asked questions. The reporter could feel the pressure build inside of her again. The need to cum in that tight hole...but she held off, tried to focus. Even though the sweat dripped off her stiff nipples, and Maria fingered her own aching cunny as the pleasure built and built inside the barmaid...

"What I don't get is...why didn't you take me down to the lab like the others?" Lois asked.

"He thought...environment might affect things. He wanted to see if the same changes could happen 'in the wild,'" Maria said. "It was dangerous, but the club has a lot of passive security. Nobody was ever going to wander in on us. And Mr. Luthor kept a careful eye on us, I'm sure."

A shiver ran down Lois Lane's spine.

"He's still watching, isn't he?" The reporter said.

"Watching. Recording. The exits are sealed. You're not getting away," Maria said with a sly grin.

Lois blinked. Instinctively, she tried to pull her cock out of Maria's ass, the woman had shifted position, her ankles now locked behind the reporter's back.

"See, Mr. Luthor has all sorts of Kryptonite," Maria said. "But he's never gotten a chance to see whether any of those changes can be passed on to the offspring. That's why he's paying me a bonus to act as a surrogate for your kid."

The woman pulled two fingers up from her sloppy cunny, and nearly stabbed the slimy jizz into Lois Lane's nostrils.

"Why are you telling me this?" Lois said. "Let me go. Let me...aagh..."

She had been too close. The reporter couldn't stop the stream of semen that streamed through her cock and exploded into Maria's ass, just as earlier loads had flooded the duplicitous bitch's pussy. Maria's ass flexed, milking the cum from the reporter's cock.

"Because you were so busy wondering if you could fuck my ass, you didn't think about whether you should. That's not all," Maria said, her eyes tired as she pointed to the light fixture. "Look."

Lois looked up...and saw a part of the ceiling retract. Through the hole came something else...a shard of crystal, fuzzy around the edges, the deep red of Tropical Fruit Punch...and a wave of pins-and-needles ran through the reporter's body. Her eyelids fluttered heavily...and she collapsed backwards, her fat cock pulled out of Maria's ass with a wet pop.

Hidden doors opened as the medical team surged in. One of them handed Maria a towel. She took it and staggered to her feet. Lex Luthor stepped next to her.

"Will she be okay?" Maria asked.

"Retrograde amnesia. By the time Lois Lane wakes up tomorrow morning, fully clothed and in an alley, reeking of booze, she'll remember nothing of tonight...symptoms commensurate with an alcoholic blackout. The other red kryptonite effects will have worn off; as far as she will be concerned, she drank too much and slept it off in an alley. No evidence that anything else happened on her night out..." he smiled, then placed a protective hand on Maria's stomach. "Except in about forty weeks or so."

"If it took," Maria said.

"If not...well, Lois Lane could use a few more nights out," Luthor said with a little chuckle. It went on for longer than was comfortable, and Maria nervously joined his laughter. This was the decision she had made...

Goodbye, Lois Lane, the spy thought to herself as the med team scrubbed the reporter down. Or perhaps only farewell. I wonder if our child will be a girl...a boy...or something in between...

In ten months, they would find out...but that is a different story.