Fertility

Rat took a step back, and another. Lois turned towards the glowing idol. Watched the sperm seem to ooze into the glowing carvings, where it disappeared, absorbed into the deformed, maternal figure. The ruddy glow was entrancing, but also something of a warning. Lois stood up...and time seemed to slow down, frame by frame. She saw the bolt of red, crackling lightning gather and connect from the rotund stone belly into her own trim, toned stomach, just a few inches below her navel. Saw the burst of a bright white bubble travel along that crimson electric arc, to sink into the soft flesh of her stomach. The arc sputtered and died, until not even a spark remained...and time resumed its normal flow.

The reporter's hands flew to her stomach, gently probing. There was no mark or sign on her flesh...no swelling, burn, or redness..

Pain exploded in her body, a swelling pulse and contraction within that brought her back to her knees. The cramp was intense, and Lois wondered if her period had come on early...but her menses was very regular, and she wasn't expecting "Aunt Flo" for at least another week...and even then, she'd never had any period pains as intense as this.

Lois closed her eyes. Visions exploded across the darkness, rimmed in scarlet...

...a raw, wrecked cunt on display between slack pale thighs, the labia spread and stretched to gape eternally, a small pool of white ooze visible within the pink tunnel. A voice Lois recognized as her asked who was next...

...a clear white circle, struggling in a warm red darkness, under siege by a million small swimming things, their tales flagellating wildly, soft cone heads digging in to the cell membrane 'til one burst through...

...water cascading down her too-full stomach in the shower, one-trim belly pooched out. She ran a hand over her breasts, the pink nipples beginning to darken...

...within the cell, division after division, multiplying rapidly...then a break, a burst, a split that was different from the others...

...on the black screen of the ultrasound, the grey shiver as the nurse pointed out the heads, the little arms; the gel felt cold on her stomach, the weight surprised her...

...and Lois gasped, as she opened her eyes. The pain had stopped, though the echoes of the cramp were still with her, sore muscles in her midsection protesting as she moved slowly around. Deep inside her, she felt a burning, yearning like nothing she had ever experienced. A horniness that surpassed teenaged sessions of self-discovery in pajamas, beneath the sheets, her father and sister in the adjoining rooms as the fingers crept southwards.

Rat stood there, looking at her, dick limp and flaccid, and Lois could smell the semen that dripped out of his pierced cockhole, and the sudden presence of it made her shiver as her burning loins began to drip in response.