Phantom Fertility Assistance

Unseen, the Phantom Stranger watched the demonic copulation. Lois Lane had surrendered to her mortal lusts so completely that the demon Blaze had become entranced—and spoken rashly. A nexus of alternate timelines branched forth from this one moment, and the mystic swiftly but surely navigated among the possible futures. In some, Lois Lane was little more than a bloated and broken shell, her grossly distended channel a tunnel through which the hordes of Hell entered the womb. In others, Blaze was trapped by her own words, drawn into Lois Lane's belly in a perpetual pregnancy that would see the demon's body and soul slowly purified over years. In some futures, they were the greatest of lovers; in others, the bitterest of enemies.

In nearly all, the future ordained for Lois Lane with Superman was lost—and with it, the line of their children, down the long centuries, as far as the Phantom Stranger's strange eyes could see.

Yet one path stood out among all the rest...one which would preserve at least a part of Lois Lane's great destiny.

Blaze never felt the invisible hand that touched her shoulder. That fed the Stranger's power into her aura. When he spoke, the words came out from Blaze's mouth:

"Is that what you want, slut? You want to make a lot of babies!?"

"Yes," Lois moaned and writhed, lost in the madness of lust. "All the babies! I want to make all the babies I can! I want to CUM! Make me cum!"

The demonic dickgirl's body jerked. Her words had already bound her to fulfill Lois Lane's request. Her energies turned. Reality began to ripple...and as the Stranger's power flowed through her, Blaze lost control. The change, bigger than she expected, surged and twisted. Timelines collapsed around them in a chronic catastrophe that sent shockwaves up and down their personal timelines...

...and with a scream of primal lust, the dickgirl Lois Lane buried his cock balls deep in Angelica Blaze's tight twat and exploded. A hot geyser of semen, billions of virile sperm, raced through the demon's cunt, painted the mouth of her womb white...and the confused and very female Blaze spasmed like a victim in the electric chair, utterly unable to control herself as her cervix gulped greedily at the jizz, the strongest of Lois Lane's sperm now in a race for the egg that floated, serene and unprotected, in the demon's womb.

The Phantom Stranger withdrew her hand. Having been at the center of things at the moment of change, she could still remember being he. Could remember not having breasts, or a vagina. For the rest of the world...genders had flipped. General Samantha Lane was the mother of Lois Lane, whose younger brother was now Lucian. Damien Prince was Wonder Man, of the Isle of Mamazons. Bryce Wayne had survived her parent's **** to become the fearsome Batwoman.

The Stranger withdrew, to watch as the couple now adapted to their new reality. Though Lois Lane knew it not, she could feel the remnants of Blaze and the Stranger's power in her balls. Enough virility to knock up even the Woman of Steel herself, the last Maid of Krypton, Superwoman...alias Clara Kent.