Unpleasantly

The device that Lex Luthor wheeled in front of the reporter's bared crotch looked like one of those mechanical devices that fired baseballs at batting ranges. A short transparent tube, perhaps three inches in diameter, lowered itself until it was actually touching her pubic area.

"So this is like...a vacuum?" Lois asked, somewhat hopefully.

"No, this is an experimental device for capturing ectoplasmic entities using a stream of highly focused and radially polarized protons that electrostatically traps the negatively charged spectral matter and draws it into a storage device," Luthor said.

"That...isn't going to render me sterile, is it?" Lois Lane said, concern in her voice.

"This may sting a bit, try not to move."

There was a high-pitched whine as the generator revved into life...and Lois felt a trickle of cold sweat begin to drip down from her armpits. The thing inside of her squirmed...and then Luthor pressed a button.

There was no visible stream of energy. Just a burning sensation, like Lois Lane was dry-humping a tanning bed. Her whole crotch was on fire, and the thing inside of her squirmed in sudden agitation. The electric whine increased...and Lois grimaced as she felt the burning sensation creep forward, into her birth canal, and the thing inside of her squirmed faster and harder.

The electric whistle became a single piercing note that made Lois clamp her hands over her ears, and then, presumably, Lex Luthor pressed another button.

What happened next had no parallel in Lois Lane's experience. She imagined it was a lot like what a chicken must feel like, when it lays an egg that's too big for its cloaca. There was a sudden, terrible sense of pressure, of something massive trying to squeeze itself out of the reporter's cunny...and then a horrible moment of release when some internal barrier gave way and the whole thing emptied itself out of the reporter at once. The reporter saw the grey-white bloody thing spew out from her cunny and into the clear tube before the pain hit her.

Then the electric whine scaled-down in pitch and volume, and something else began to ping.

"Ah, success," Luthor said as he stared at the screen. "Hmm. Fascinating."