Epilogue: First Targets: The Teen Titans

"Teen Titans, thank you for agreeing to this interview," Lois Lane spoke with as much enthusiasm as she could muster. She was at the foot of the table in the Titans Tower meeting room. On her left: Starfire, Wonder Girl, Raven, and the female Speedy; on the right: Red Robin, Cyborg, Beast Boy, and Superboy. Lois was sure there were other members, but that was the roster at the moment. Red Robin stood up, smiling graciously beneath his domino mask.

"The pleasure is ours, Miss Lane. And it's just Titans right now...none of us are teenagers anymore."

He gave a chuckle. Lois smiled a little wider. "That's a bit of what I wanted to talk to you about. I've been working on profiles of several heroes who have, ah, come of age in the last couple of years. I was hoping I could ask you about some of the more intimate aspects of your avocation. Specifically...are any of you sexually active? How has being a superhero affected your sexual education and well-being?"

The air in the room tensed, a little. Starfire tilted her head, fiery red hair falling in a cascade down her back. She wasn't a ditz, no matter what some of the media depicted her ass. Cyborg looked like he wanted to say something...Lois wasn't sure he even had his original genitals, yet his human parts had continued to grow and mature, and there were rumors... Robin sat tight-lipped for a moment, carefully controlled, no doubt formulating a response... Yet it was Beast Boy that cleared his throat and spoke.

"Growing up in the superhuman community isn't easy at the best of times," he said. "It's dangerous work...and we all face the same, you know, urges as most young people do, and without quite the same supervision from older heroes..."

"By design," Speedy said, darkly. "If you look back at the forties and fifties, there were a lot of...relations between heroes and young sidekicks. I'm not saying there was actual ****, but there was the potential for a lot of unequal relationships. I mean, you yourself must know what the power difference is between yourself and Superman. If the Man of Steel decided you were having sex with him, could you say no?"

Superboy coughed, blood rushing to his rugged cheeks.

"I get the point about power dynamics," Lois said, voice carefully controlled.

"...anyway, we've had some, um, explicit discussions about the topic among the team. To make sure everyone is on the same page, to protect any individual member from ****, and just so that if anyone does have a problem they can, y'know, know who to talk to."

"Wonder Woman and Batman both gave lessons on basic anatomy and sexual education," Wonder Girl said. "It's part of the, um, normal education that new members go through, along with protecting your secret identity, emergency medical care, hand-to-hand combat, that kind of thing. Wonder Woman's version is mostly designed for Amazon warriors, but Batman's is more...for boys and girls."

Slowly, with the skill of an experienced interviewer, Lois Lane drew them out of their shells. The pains of puberty, now long past. Unique difficulties in birth control for superhuman anatomies. The need to opern up about sexual **** within the superhuman community. An hour flew by, before the alarm klaxon rang.

"Sorry Miss Lane," Red Robin said as they all rose from the table. "Looks like we'll have to cut this short!"

Lois nodded as she headed towards the door. "I'd like to contact you individually, if I may, for follow ups."

There was a ragged cheer of agreements as Lois made her way back to the entrance, and the heroes, the youngest of them nineteen, headed off to save the day.

The light burst upon Lois the moment she stepped into the apartment. Her cock throbbed, stiffened, and burst through her panty hose to tent her skirt. She walked toward the light, a moth drawn to the flame. Nestled between the massive breasts of Mighty Endowed, who stood in her kitchen patiently waiting for the reporter.

Servos in the villain's powered armor whined as she walked backwards, dragging the entranced reporter with her.

"Well, Lois," the villain said. "How did it go?"

The words came out in a torrent, in more detail than Lois Lane's waking mind might have recalled—every aspect of the interview, every word and observation Lois had made. How Wonder Girl and Superboy had met each other's eyes several times. The flirtatious glances that Starfire shot at Red Robin. Beast Boy unable to hide his erection or his embbarrassment when the subject turned to pregnancy. Robin's stony silence for so much of the meeting, the calculated responses from Speedy which implied more experience than all the rest of the Titans put together.

"And you're going to meet them for individual interviews, correct?" The big-breasted woman said as she sat heavily on the bed. Breasts the size of pumpkins were wrapped around the reporter's head, and to Lois it was as if she wrapped in a nimbus of light, the voice of God in her head, prick painfully hard. "Excellent. You've done very well. And you deserve...a little award."

The voice of God trembled in her eagerness and lust.

A hatch between her legs opened, and the villain laid down on the bed, her breasts great wobbling masses on top of her, so heavy that the villain could scarcely breathe...but with her legs spread, Lois could press her fat cock in between those heavenly lips...and as she surged forward she heard that all-powerful voice give forth a moan of pure womanly satisfaction.

Lois Lane slid forward, her cock plunging in and out of the superhuman folds, ass rising and falling steadily as Mighty Endowed Lay back, her massive udders wobbling, the lights spilling around the room in strange disco-ball patterns, driving the reporter into a frenzy of humping.

"Soon," the buxom villainess said. "You'll be fucking those tight twats. I'll have my **** for my past defeats...and Lex Luthor and I will take our first step to dominate this pitiful planet. First the Titans...and then the world!"

Lois Lane plugged away at the tight slit, balls slapping against the base of Mighty Endowed's armored exoskeleton. Tongue lolling and eyes rolled back into her head as the words buried themselves in her brain.

"Fuck...Titans..."