Save A Lot More Babies

There weren't a lot of women at an abortion clinic that late at night...but as Lois Lane swooped down and walked in, she saw six women in the waiting room, in various stages of pregnancy. A tired-looking nurse looked at Lois. She didn't even blink as she reached for a clipboard.

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No," the reporter said. "I'm Supermom. I can relieve your pregnancies...without surgery. It's quick, painless, and won't cost you a thing."

The women in the waiting room looked at Lois as if she had just fallen on her head.

"Look, I'll demonstrate," she reached for the nearest woman—she was pushing fifty and over eight weeks along—who immediately leaned back.

"Trust me!" Lois said earnestly. "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm trying to help you. Just let me touch you. That's all."

Supermom stared earnestly into the woman's eyes...and Lois saw something strange and disconcerting. The brown eyes seemed to dull, the face slacken. She offered no resistance as the reporter reached down, pulled up her shirt, and touched the pale stomach...the skin rippled and the stomach visibly shrank a little, as Lois Lane's expansive belly grew marginally wider. When Lois drew her fingers back, the woman seemed to snap out of the trance. She clutched at her stomach in bewilderment.

"Am I...I'm really not pregnant?"

"Not anymore," Lois said with a grin. "Who's next?"

The nurse was on the phone as the women rose up and descended on the reporter. Lois welcomed them with open arms. An electric thrill went up her spine as she drew forth the precious lives gestating within each one of them. Each one semed to charge her with greater energy and power, and her body shifted in response...hips stretching, ass padding out, thighs thickening. Her already swollen breasts wobbled inside the metal bra of her uniform, the golden fertility idol almost lost within her cleavage, and her belly swelled forward in a great, unnatural sphere.

The reporter rubbed her stomach with her gloved hands, amazed at how big she was...and how good it felt!

I'll have to be careful. I could get addicted to getting knocked up! Lois joked to herself.

Eleven fetuses now nestled within the reporter's womb, and the idol began to buzz. There were more out there...more that needed saving...

Unable to see her feet, the superheroine waddled out of the abortion clinic and then took to the air.