Chapter 14 by Zeebop

Who does Lois Lane call for help?

Lois Lane Has Amazon Problems, So She Calls Wonder Woman

The reporter's cock did not want to be stuffed into her tight red pants. Lois Lane cursed silently, and settled for pulling her white t-shirt down so that no one could see the soft pink length of it that hung lewdly out of the waistband. In the alley outside the club, the reporter thumbed through her contacts, not sure who to call...

...and then she got to Diana.

"Got Amazon problems? Call an amazon," Lois whispered to herself as she tapped the call button.

It was a brief conversation. Lois told Wonder Woman everything about Harmonia, the Fideles, Ares—and what they had done to her. The heroine listened intently, only asked a few questions. Then she told Lois what to do.

"Meet me on the roof."

There was an old but serviceable fire escape on the side of the building. Lois grabbed the bottom rung of the ladder and began the climb. Not the easiest thing to do in heels, but the reporter appreciated the exercise. It gave her something to focus on other than the unwelcome beast between her legs.

"I can't believe I have a cock," Lois muttered to herself as she felt the burn in her shoulders and thighs.

Lois Lane gave about as much thought to her sexuality as a fish thought about water. She'd never felt any particular insecurity in being a woman. Sex with men was fine. Not that she didn't appreciate the beauty of the female form, or have the odd drunken make-out session with another woman at university, but Lois had always thought of herself as straight. There had never been any question about it. She certainly hadn't ever yearned for a dick, or wanted to knock someone up.

"I liked having a pussy," Lois said as she pulled herself up over the ledge and stepped onto the roof. "I mean, what am I going to do if they really are pregnant? Five babies, on my salary?"

She shook her head...and then there was a rush of sound, and something landed on the roof. Lois Lane looked up to see a figure float in mid-air, apparently unsupported.

Wonder Woman, of course. In her invisible jet. Lois Lane waved back at the Amazon, in her star-spangled skirt and golden-rimmed brassiere, and felt a twitch in her dick...