Chapter 18 by Zeebop

What's going on with Lois Lane's stomach?

Her Stomach Is Swollen

Down between her jizz-covered hills should have been the soft, flat plane of Lois Lane's abdomen—but now, as Angelica Blaze's jet-black jism dripped down from the reporter's swollen tips, Lois could clearly see that her stomach was sticking out into a little pot belly. Yet there was nothing of a sag to it...it was a smooth, tautly-rounded dome, centered on her navel and running down to the carefully trimmed black pubic hair above her pussy.

"That's...impossible..." Blaze muttered. She dropped down on her knees, utterly heedless of her dick hitting the bathroom floor as she squatted before the reporter. . Long, slender fingers probed the reporter's swollen stomach tenderly, and once again Lois noticed those odd calluses at the very tips of her lover's fingers, and wondered at what could have caused them.

The dickgirl's mouth twisted into a frown...and then a look of mixed awe and concern.

"You're pregnant," Angelica said.

Lois gave her new breasts a squeeze. Her nipples were darker now, she noticed, no longer a rosy pink. Yellow-white milk oozed out of the little bumps that surrounded her nipples...milk ducts, the reporter guessed.

"I thought that was the point," Lois said. "I'm going to guess that your magic had something to do with it?"

Blaze chewed her lips. "It shouldn't have. I was only enhancing your breasts, not...oh. Oh, Lilith's tits."

The reporter waited patiently as the dickgirl's hands dropped down to the top of Lois' thighs. One slim finger slid into Lois' slit...and then two...and then Blaze was on her knees, trying to pull the reporter's curtains aside and glimpse inside.

"If you need a better look," Lois suggested, "I could go back into your office and lay on the desk. I wouldn't mind playing 'doctor' if you could go again."

Which was, the reporter reflected, oddly true. Despite the "boob-gasm," she felt unaccountably randy...like there was an itch inside of her that needed scratching. She began to squirm as Blaze pulled the reporter's pussy lips wider and wider, eager for something more than a couple fingers up inside of her...and then Blaze told her what was going on.