Chapter 19 by Zeebop

How Does Lois Respond?

How Do I Know This Isn't Some Fertility Boosting ?

"Fertility ****," the dickgirl said, "don't work that way. They encourage ovulation, and help encourage conditions for conception, but they're not magic. They take time."

The escort's fingers moved over the reporter's breasts in small circles. No pinches now, almost unbearably delicate spirals.

"You sound like you've put some thought into this," the reporter said, somewhat uncomfortably. She was still not sure how she felt about the idea that she had been taking such risks. She could actually get pregnant from tonight's activities...and how did she feel about that? Scared? Excited? The two states were so similar, that Lois wasn't sure she'd know the difference. If anything, the news struck her as profound and strange.

"Oh yes. I didn't think much about the possibility myself, until lately. Perhaps I'm reaching that time of life when I'd like to...cease sowing my wild oats, to speak. Settle down. Have a family." Blaze's nose crinkled and her lips twisted into that secret smile of hers. "Or maybe I've just developed a pregnancy kink. Sex is just so much hotter when you might actually be knocking a woman up. I think I'd actually like to have sex with a pregnant woman. Watch the changes come over her, week after week. The swollen stomach, the bloated breasts, nipples darkening...that glow that seems to come over the skin..."

"Swollen ankles, nausea, vomiting, gestational diabetes, hemorrhoids, weight gain, needing to pee every few minutes...you know women still die in childbirth?" Lois shot back, strangely nettled...or excited...about the idea. Even as she spoke, sperm could be swimming in her snatch, searching for an egg.

"Hmm. So, did you want the pill?" Blaze said. "You could swallow it and we could go again. I'm almost ready."

The reporter frowned. "You never answered my question. Is it a fertility pill?"

"It is not. I promise," the dickgirl said...and then her smile widened into something nastier, and her eyes narrowed. "But it might be a placebo. Would that make it more exciting, if you didn't know?"