Lois Gets Exactly What She Bargained For

The demon pulled out, and Lois pondered what Blaze meant.

Though not for long.

A cramp struck her stomach, and Lois grimaced...but the cramp did not end. It deepened and doubled, as though her womb were folding in on itself. Within a moment she felt uncomfortably bloated, a terrible pressure from within her stomach. Lois frowned and rubbed her gut...and stopped, as she felt a hard knot there.

The reporter stared down with growing disbelief as the pressure increased, and her stomach swelled. Weeks of fetal development passed in moments, and Lois could feel every added pound and inch as her gut swelled...and other changes assailed her body as well. She watched her nipples darken and puff out, blue veins shifting to the surface as her breasts swelled modestly. Pain grew in the reporter's shoulders and lower back as her stance shifted to accommodate her changing center of gravity.

The reporter's eyes and hands though were focused on her swelling midsection. The dark line that crept up from her carefully-trimmed pubic hair to her belly button, until her pussy vanished from sight beneath the expanding dome of her belly. Weird, unfamiliar pains hit Lois Lane's sides as her abdominal muscles tore and repaired themselves, and the belly grew and grew.

She could feel the skin grow taut, her stomach feeling tight as the skin of a drum. As she passed the point where a normal woman might look ready for birth, and the belly had not yet dropped, Lois could feel the terrible pressure pushing on her other organs. Her breath grew short, and her bladder cried out, pushed from within. As her belly bytton popped out from an innue to an outie, looking obscenely like a third nipple, Lois hoped that her ordeal was at an end....

...but she was carrying twins.

Lois groaned and staggered as her belly pushed forward, past the point where she looked like she'd swallowed a watermelon whole. She could still see her ribs, her body had added little in the way of fat, but she could no longer see her feet. The belly looked obscenely large, and as she watch it dropped low, hanging over her crotch, the babies within shifting into position to be born.

"Oh fu—" The naked, pregnant reporter muttered.

"Language, Lois," Blaze said, laying a hand on the overstuffed belly, feeling the babies kick. "After all, you're going to be a fucking mother...any time now."