Chapter 17 by Zeebop

Who wins? Lois Lane or the Pregger Plant?

Lois Lane Isn't Going To Be Defeated By A Plant

"Urrrrraaaagh!" Lois Lane half-screamed, half-growled as her bare feet dug deep into the loamy soil. She threw herself forward, the pregger plant vine grown taut, connected directly to its seed-pod inside of her distended stomach. Pain shot through the reporter's crotch as the soft, fibrous skin of the vine grated against her sensitive walls, and she could feel the growing pod struggling against some inner barrier inside of her.

"Grab my arms!" Lois said. "Pull me forward!"

The four women looked at each other for a moment, and then they came forward, grabbing Lous by forearm and shoulder, and now with all of their muscle power...something inside of the reporter's body began to give.

It was slow, and Lois bit back screams, but every inch...every centimeter of ground was one more toward freedom. She could feel the solid mass of the pregger plant pod inside of her as it began to move...turning her cervix inside-out as it was slowly drawn from her womb...and then a bit of luck: she felt a shiver run through the taut cable of the pregger plant vine as it began to try and draw Lois back toward the main trunk.

Step by step. Sweaty hands slid over and around her arms as the naked women struggled to pull her forward. Lois just hoped that the vine would hold, that it wouldn't break and she'd be stuck with this pod inside of her forever.

The final end came faster than Lois thought. It started as a weird cramp, a sudden need to bear down and push, like a **** need to go to the bathroom, but not in the same place. Then things happened very quickly. Something the size of a watermelon was pulled from the reporter's cunt in a matter of seconds, exiting her pussy with a wet "pop," and sending Lois lane staggering forward, eyes wide at the sudden, horrible sensation of being suddenly and completely gutted.

The women caught her. The reporter's useless legs dangled on the ground, and her head hung between her shoulders. She looked between her legs...

...and saw a pink something hanging down, outside of her vaginal lips. A complete and utter prolapse. The reporter couldn't even register the pain, she was in too much shock...utterly helpless in the hands of the four women she had come to find and save.