I Want To Be A Superbreeder

Lois spoke calmly, rationally...and in that moment she meant ever word. The idea of getting impregnated...super-impregnated...made her cunny quiver. Yet even as she heard the other-Lois say "Acknowledgement logged." her thoughts went down to the life that could already be growing in her womb...and the man that had planted it there.

John Henry Irons had told her to play along. It seemed like he had a plan...and she knew he was resourceful, intelligent, noble, strong, handsome...with a big cock... Lois was shaken out of her reverie as the other-Lois kept talking to her.

"...the SUPERBREEDER implant will stimulate your ovary to release additional ovum in response to insemination. Please remain still."

A large sharp instrument extended from beneath the monitor on a slender robotic arm. Lois instinctively shifted back on the chair, away from it, but then the screen went pink.

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REMAIN STILL

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Lois blinked, the light-echo of the words hovering on her retina...but she did not move as the needle touched her skin. In truth, she could barely feel the prick, right through the belly button. Not like when John had been reaming her out, his broad cock stretching her pussy so nicely, pushing in deep, his strong hands on her hips...

On the screen the other-Lois was now impassibly gravid, far past a woman pregnant with a single child...the belly stood out far in front the way Lois had seen it do on women pregnant with triplets, almost hanging off her frame. The other-Lois gesticulated at a mockup of a womb and ovaries. Except for the ongoing montage of black cocks splooging into pussies in the background, it was almost like any other medical information video.

"The endoscopic surgeon makes a small incision in the navel, and enters, snaking its way beneath the skin and muscle to attach the SUPERBREEDER implant near the target ovary."

A snake-like tube moved through the navel on screen, wiggling over the uterus to one of the white ovoids flanking it. Lois couldn't quite feel that same level of motion in her own stomach, though she imagined something similar to that was happening inside her right now. It wasn't particularly painful, just...weird. Like a slight pressure poking about her internal anatomy here and there, a presence beneath her skin. On the screen, a mall device like a microchip was released and attached to the white ovoid on the right-hand side of the body.

"Once attached, the surgeon withdraws...there will be a little internal bruising and the navel may bleed for a day or two afterwards, but the device is fully functional immediately and the new SUPERBREEDER candidate is automatically ready to start breeding!"

The other-Lois turned to face Lois through the screen, the virtual doppelganger rubbing her massive belly. Lois felt the muscles in her face pull into a smile the moment other-Lois did. It was automatic, requiring no thought on the reporter's part at all.

"We are preparing the studs for you now. Would you like to select who will breed you?"

The swollen belly swung into profile again as the other-Lois truck the gameshow hostess pose again, and the medical video and ongoing creampie-montage faded into swirling pink...replaced by a video of a large black cock. It was erect, with a purple head and heavy testicles dangling beneath it. There were arrow keys on either side, and an "ACCEPT STUD" button below the heavy balls.

Lois reached out and discovered that when she pressed an arrow, the cock disappeared from view, replaced by another, as though they rotated on an invisible carousel.

The new black dick was smaller, lighter skin tone, a creamy cafe au lait.

She clicked the arrow again.

Larger, darker, skinnier. The hair on the balls was grey, but the organ still looked virile.

Click.

Lois paused as a familiar prick came into view. Her heart skipped a beat, then began to hammer faster. There was a slight dull ache in her abdomen, beneath her belly button and to the right. She licked her lips. There was no doubt in her mind who that cock belonged to.

John Henry Irons.

Careful not to spend too much time admiring his prick, because Lois had no doubt he was being monitored, the reporter quickly scanned through all of the cocks available—ten in total.

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CHOOSE