Blaze Makes Sure Lois Keeps The Baby

"Women these days get all sorts of ideas," Blaze said, as her fingertips pushed hard against the reporter's temples. "'It's my body, my right to choose.' A little pill, or a visit to the doctor, and their little 'problem' is all taken care of. Well...not this time."

Lois Lane's body arched as something arced through her brain. Every muscle seemed to contract at once, and her mouth tasted like she'd licked a battery. The naked reporter couldn't even breathe for a moment...and then all the tension ran out of her body, every muscle relaxed, and Lois found herself flop boneless in the gynecology chair.

"What did you do?" Ivy asked, as the pressure of Blaze's fingertips was removed from the reporter's temples.

"A psychic block. Now, she can't even think about abortion, or doing anything that might harm the fetus. She'll instinctively avoid ****, ****, danger...eat her prenatal vitamins, do her exercises, and all those thousand little things. A subtle strengthening of her whole mother's instinct, you might say, coupled with a download of knowledge about pregnancy. She won't even know why she's doing some of these things. Like she's on autopilot."

The reporter, conscious but unable to move, wanted to scream. Then she felt those burning fingertips touch her naked abdomen. Ten little points of fire.

"Hngh," air burst from the reporter's lips as the burning fingertips seemed to melt straight into her stomach. It wasn't painful, which was itself almost enough to invoke panic. Because Lois could feel those fingers push, squeeze, and manipulate her insides. Parts of her that had never known human touch. Yet it was as though Blaze picked up her uterus and sculpted it with her fingers into a new shape, and squeezed all of her own organs around to fit.

Then the reporter realized Blaze was stilly talking to Ivy.

"...a little thicker, reinforced. Optimal conditions for implantation and carrying. So many pregnancies end in miscarriage, after all. Yet Lois Lane will have no worries on that score. Her womb will easily carry your child...and any others. She will remain fertile far longer than normal women, and fall pregnant oh so very easily."

Blaze spoke lightly, some dark humor in her voice. Yet what Ivy asked next surprised the reporter.