Induce Ovulation

"I'm not ovulating!?" Lois Lane said, her hands nearly slipping from her calves with relief. She quickly did a mental calculation...her last period was three weeks ago. Hopefully, she should be out of the danger zone...

"Well, with this treatment, it would be a waste just to have a single baby. Your uterus and vaginal canal are so elastic at this point that a single child would be too easy. For subject two, a twinning event occurred, and Mr. Luthor decided we should focus on gathering data about multiples. So subject 3 is expecting triplets, subject four quadruplets..."

"...and I'm subject 5," Lois finished, swallowing hard. "Quintuplets."

The nurse had slid a hand inside Lois Lane's pussy again. moving around the thick cord that was pumping semen from Metropolis' inner city sperm banks into her womb. The reporter quailed at the idea of her trying to hold five black babies at once...it was like being knocked up with her own basketball team.

The reporter grunted as something seemed to press and squeeze deep inside of her. There was a dull ache, and then just a...presence. Like when she had experimented wearing a diaphragm in her younger and more sexually adventurous days at university. Slowly, the nurse pulled the cable from the reporter's enormous pussy.

"Straighten up now please."

Lois did as she was told. She wasn't sure why she was doing that. A part of her knew she should run, fight...but instead she stood there, one hand rubbing at the small, swollen bulge right above her crotch. Like she had swallowed a whole chicken, and it was just sitting there below her belly button.

"Ow!" The cum-filled reporter yipped as a needle jabbed her in the ass.

"Sorry. That's a fertility booster—helps get the body's hormones in the right balance for conception. Turn around now."

"I don't think—" Lois began.

The nurse tsked at her, and the meaty arms grabbed Lois Lane's hips and twisted her about in place. A small boxy device was in her hands, and she placed it on the reporter's bare stomach, just to the left of swollen bulge that was a womb packed with what had to be two liters of sperm.

"What's that?" The words came out of her mouth before Lois could stop herself. She felt dizzy, or maybe woozy; maybe it was from the long minutes spent with her head between her knees, but something was definitely off...like she wasn't all together...

"Microsonogram. Like a stud detector for ovaries. I find one and then..."

"Ow!" Lois said again, as a pin-prick stabbed deep into her abdomen where the boxy device was pressed against the skin. The nurse waited a long moment and then moved it over the reporter's right sid. Lois frowned, knowing what would come next.

"So I'm supposed to release five eggs at once?"

"No," the nurse said, shifting the little box back and forth on her belly. "The **** are on a time-release, and they have to be staggered as they travel down your fallopian tubes. It'll probably take about five or six hours, and then we'll verify you don't need any additional treatment. But you should be pregnant by dawn."

"Dawn," Lois said. She shook her head. It still felt fuzzy. Somehow dawn seemed a long way away.

"Ow!" Lois said for a third time. Even though she had been anticipating the little stab of pain, that didn't prepare her for it. The needle just seemed to dive in too far, too fast, and remain in place just a litle too long.

"All set!" The Nurse said happily. "Are you ready to go meet your new roommate, Subject 5?"