Conception And Attendant Hormone Production Assists Genome Stabilization

"Kryptonian genetics are designed to facilitate survival and procreation," the alien cyborg said, voice utterly passionless as the now-male Lois Lane slid the whole length of his cock into Jenny Dunlap's pussy. The breasts on the blonde's tits were soft as pillows against the reporter's chest, and the winowy young woman's skinny legs drew up so that her heels could drum on Lois Lane's buttocks, her hands running over the reporter's shoulders. "While the changes triggered by red kryptonite are often temporary, successful conception triggers additional changes that counteract the genetic decay...the genome stabilizes."

Lois huffed, grinding his hips against Jenny's pussy. The heat of those great soft masses against his chest, the hard nipples poking her, were like nothing the reporter had ever experienced.

"So...if Superman turned into a woman with red kryptonite and got pregnant, he'd be stuck that way?" Lois said, struggling to think and fuck at the same time.

"Correct," Brainiac said.

Lois licked his lips, then moaned as Jenny squeezed her pussy tight. The blonde was writhing underneath him, cunny impossibly wet...moaning like a slut. The reporter wondered whether Jenny had always been so...multi-orgasmic, or if the changes to her body had something to do with it.

"Jenny Dunlap's expanded mammaries include a ten-fold growth of nerve endings in the affected tissues," Brainiac said. "She can quite literally achieve orgasm with her breasts alone."

"That must be...handy," Lois said. Her buttocks rising and falling faster, that familiar sense of pressure and expectancy growing between her legs, but the reporter wanted to hold off until Jenny came for real. "So I have to impregnate all of these women."

"That is correct. Conception is the only way to save their lives. Genetic degradation is inevitable otherwise."

Lois reached up and grabbed Jenny's breasts with both hands, his mitts sinking into the great white masses...and Jenny lost it beneath her, squirming and spasming. Hot wet juice squirted over the reporter's balls as Jenny came and came...and then Lois came too, his cock stiff and squirting, the eyes rolling up in his head as he pumped a load of babymakers into the hot, spasming cleft.

Brainiac approached, with one of the canisters from the cart.

"This is an electrolyte solution, to replace lost fluids. It also contains stimulants to ensure continued erection. Please drink."

Panting, thirsty, Lois accepted the drink and gulped it greedily. The taste was a bit like Gatorade...but with a strange medicinal aftertaste, almost like the water in an airplane bathroom. Lois slipped out of Jenny and, on his knees, slurping the rest of the canister, waddled with stiff prick over to Tonya Wong. The giant Asian woman had drawn her long legs up and behind her shoulders, crossing her ankles above her head. The shaven pussy with its dark, protuberant labia glistened wetly.

Then a thought occurred to Lois.

"Wait...I was changed too. Does that mean I'm going to die? I'm a guy now, I can't get pregnant."