Womb Modification

Tears fell from Lois' eyes, blurring the screen into a formless pink blob. She kept hoping that at some point her pussy would just go numb, or that the terrible pain as the dildo pressed slowly, irresistibly deeper into her uterus would just go away...but it wasn't. It was like giving birth only backwards...and that wasn't the worst.

Despite the pain, she was about to cum. The reporter gritted her teeth, fighting against the terrible sense of excitation building within her as her cunt neared the breaking point, the muscles stretched to their limit, and then just a little bit beyond, every nerve in the length of her birth canal on fire...it didn't even feel good, exactly, but she felt the familiar sense of anticipation building and building...

To distract herself, Lois tuned back in to the old German woman's voice.

"...men of steel, but ze women are of kleenex! Normal human women simply cannot gestate a superhuman fetus; either the zygote must be removed, at great risk to mother und child, or late in ze pregnancy ze fetus will irreparably damage ze uterus, putting both zer lives at risk..."

Lois tasted blood in her mouth, and **** her jaw to relax, knowing she had bit her lip too hard. She wasn't sure how dilated her cervix was now, but it felt like the dildo was in between her hips, right around her center of gravity. There was a ring of pain just below that, which the reporter figured was her cervix, dilated and **** open by the mass of the dildo.

"...but we can rebuild ze womb! We have ze technology! To modify und augment nature's perfect gestation device so that it may conceive und carry a super-fetus to term. Of course, such a procedure is very expensive...especially given ze high right of failure. Errors in ze augmentation can lead to complete collapse, requiring a total hysterectomy..."

Something was moving inside of Lois. The dildo wasn't going any deeper...she was sure of that...even though it felt like she was being double-fisted up to the elbow. But there was a vibration as something moved within the dildo, heading toward her undefended uterus...and that tiny vibration was all the added stimulus needed to set her off.

Black stars flashed behind Lois' eyes as tired, overextended cunt muscles tried and failed to squeeze against the massive phallus holding her open. Instinct told her pussy to convulse, to milk out ever drop of semen, for the cervix to descend and scoop up the sperm to convey deep inside to her eggs...but none of that could happen, when Lois was impaled as she was. All she could do is scream in frustration as the ghost of an orgasm passed through her body.

"...und if it is successful, a single pregnancy is not cost-effective. No! Ze fortunate woman must be modified to survive multiple pregnancies, to birth a whole team or superbeings! To be a mother of gods..."

Lois puffed and wiped the tears from her eyes as the orgasm faded. Her lower body was starting to feel gently numb, and the screen's flickering had transitioned to a series of slow pulses, from deep pink to almost white and back again, patterns swirling in on themselves like moving fractals...and the German woman kept talking, talking, talking, voice almost a drone that made Lois want to sleep, but she struggled to pay attention to the words.

"...naturally, you will be compensated for each superbaby produced, in accordance with ze contract you signed with LexCorp when you agreed to ze procedure. To facilitate zis part of the womb augmentation, we require you to be conscious, but we are going to provide you with some...entertainment."