Lois Becomes A True Hermaphrodite

It was like an electric shock that began at her toes and pushed upwards. Lois Lane froze, momentarily paralyzed, her toes seemingly magnetized to the floor. Every muscle in her body contracted, her lungs opened and expelled all their air, her eyes opened but all she could see was bright, shining pink...and then the changes began.

Something moved inside of Lois Lane's pelvis. Her guts churned, but more than that, something squirmed and moved. Bright panic burned inside the reporter, certain for a moment that it was the baby, impossible as that could be. The reporter grunted at a sudden sharp spike of pain...but then she realized it wasn't her pussy hurt. It was something else that moved inside of her...that pushed and pressed its way out of her.

Lois couldn't grunt, couldn't scream. She could only feel the weird pressure in her abdomen, then the discomfort as her tight pants became immediately too tight as something pushed forward, out of her body into them—swiftly followed by the most intense pins-and-needles sensation she had ever known, a kind of crippling pain as blood struggled to rush into whatever had grown in between her legs.

So intense that Lois was barely aware that the tension in her body had eased, and her body's natural buoyancy caused her to float back up to the surface. With a sudden spasmodic splash, the reporter's head broke the surface and she gulped air. There was an awkward moment as the reporter splashed away from the pool, which was now no longer glowing and onto the stony short.

Blaze was at her side in an instant, pulled Lois onto shore—and the reporter's hands were already tugging at her pants, pulling them down to see what exactly had happened.

The pink liquid flowed off of the reporter's body and back down into the pool without leaving any residue. Her panties were gone, whether lost or dissolved, the reporter had no idea. Her tight red pants, dragged down to her knees, showed no blood, no baby. The familiar sight of the reporter's carefully trimmed black pubic hair and pussy greeted her...perhaps an inch or two higher than when she had last seen it. But below that was something new. A slim pink tube, and below that a hairless sack.

The reporter touched it and winced. Pins and needles. Yet she **** herself to explore her new anatomy. As she massaged the limp flesh, a shiver ran up her spine. The soft schlong slowly stiffened...and Lois noticed that, as the base of her new cock began just below the bottom of her pussy, she could easily slide it back to fuck herself.

If I'm not pregnant already, Lois thought. I can do the job myself!

"Are you okay?" Blaze asked, her eyes focused on the half-erect prick.

Lois looked up at her lover. "I have a fucking cock, Angie."

"So I can see. Does it hurt?" Blaze said as she reached out to touch the swelling member. "Need me to kiss it and make it better?"