Epilogue: The Price of Progress

LexCorp led the nation in employee healthcare. Childcare was free, it encouraged employees to pursue higher education, buildings were re-designed to be more accessible, executive salaries were capped, and third-quarter reporters showed that the reinvestment of a portion of its profits into its employees promised to pay off dividends in the future. Lois Luthor-Lane smiled to herself, pleased at how far they had come in the thirty short weeks since she had come on board...but there were costs involved.

She hadn't seen her feet since the new implants had gone in. The bandages had come off, and thanks to LexCorp's patent-pending nanosurgical technology there were barely any scars to see show where the incisions had been made...but it still looked very much like a pair of medicine balls stuck to her chest. When naked, Lois could look down through the great fleshy valley of her tits and see the tip of her cock sticking out over a foot in front of her, but she had to admit that it was increasingly difficult to operate around the office.

Her back and shoulders hurt all the time, even with the steroid injections and regular work-outs. Master Lex regulated her access to painkillers, and Lois kept a cheerful demeanor and smile on her face, but in truth there were times at night when she just hurt too badly to do anything but lay down...and she had to sleep on her side, because when she slept on her back, it felt like someone sat on her chest it and it hurt to breathe.

Lena rolled in. She had, finally, opted for the motorized scooter because Master Lex had insisted it was safer. Her stomach filled her entire lap now, like a great pink watermelon. Sometimes, Lois liked to press her hands against the belly and feel the twins move...

"The doctor wants me to check in for the C-section tomorrow," Lena said. "I'm a little nervous, and I won't be up for much for a while after I get out of the hospital, so I want you to come home and fuck me hard."

"Of course, love," Lois said. Out of habit, she looked down at where Lena's head should have been, but the reporter's massive breasts were in the way. "Just let me finish up work and I'll..."

"Now!" Lena said, in that special tone of voice she and Lex shared.

"Yes, Mistress," Lois said automatically. She turned from what she was doing and Lena grabbed her hand, to guide the busty dickgirl to the elevator, back to their apartment.

The marriage had been a private affair. Master Lex was the one who had insisted on it, finally...for legal reasons. Lois had signed the papers and that had been it. Lena had spent practically every night in the secretary's bed anyway, and they didn't have to even try to hide it anymore...and she had been so helpful massaging the reporter's tits after she had come back from the latest augmentation, and would join Lois for her workouts.

Between Lois Luthor-Lane's massive tits and Lena's gravid abdomen, their options for sexual positions had dwindled. Which is why Lois was the big spoon, her massive tits pressed into her wife's back, the lubed-up tip of her cock gliding between the paraplegic woman's thighs...

From his office, Lex Luthor watched. He hadn't told Lena about the camera, just as he hadn't yet told Lois about LexCorp's sweatshops in India, China, Lagos, or the Dominican Republic. His hand stroked his cock, his eyes on his sister's gravid abdomen. Twins...and her breasts had swollen too, the thin frame filled out. The mad scientist watched as Lois drew Lena's arm back to plant a series of kisses on it...as the head of her cock angled to find its way into the pregnant woman's pussy. The sexual technique education had been added to the former reporter's programming, and he was pleased to see how much care Lois was taking to fuck Lena safely.

The tits seemed to slosh. Perspiration beaded his bald head as he stroked himself. They were bigger than Lena's head...almost as big as her distended abdomen. A miracle of modern technology that only he, Lex Luthor, could have engineered...and then Lena did the unexpected. She looked up, straight at the camera. His beautiful sister, her face flushed, dark nipples hard and beaded with milk, eyes dilated...

"Lex, I know you're watching us," she said. "Now please...join us."

He froze with his hand on his cock...and then he stood. Buttoned up...and walked, very calmly and deliberately, because he did not wish to be seen to run.

By the time he arrived at their apartment, Lois had shifted her position so that she was back-to-back with Lena. As her brother came into view. Lena reached down and lewdly pulled at her labia, and the secretary-cum-sister-in-law pulled at her buttocks to show her ass.

"Come on, Lex," she said. "Please. It's time. It's not like either of us is going to get pregnant..."

"Please, Master," Lois begged. "Please, fuck us."

Lesser intellects would have tried to justify the ****. But Lex Luthor knew exactly what he was doing, and why...and perhaps, he admitted to himself, he had known this was how it was going to end all along, once he and Lena had begun to fuck Lois together. She was the bridge between them...and they were, after all, all family now.