Remember

A metallic limb hovered in front of Maria's pussy, and there was something on the tip of it, something...familiar... Lois saw a flash of red light, caught a glimpse of a red stone, faceted like a gem, but rough, natural, not cut, more quartz than ruby... On the chair the barmaid moaned, pussy spraying its juices out onto the cushion, but the reporter's eyes were drawn to Maria's midriff.

Between the shirt and skirt, Lois could make out a bare inch of soft skin...but as she watched, it began to poke out and define itself. Not by much, not so much that the reporter might even notice if she hadn't been looking exactly for it. Yet unmistakably the gut lost some of its softness and gained a slight curve at the very bottom, pressing out against the waistband of the skirt...the kind of belly of a woman that was pregnant and just beginning to show...

Lois' hand cradled her own much more prominent belly. Something clicked inside her mind, a missing piece sliding into place...and suddenly she knew exactly where she had seen the red stone before. The reporter swallowed hard, suddenly aware of the immensity of what had been perpetrated against her.

I've been impregnated. They tricked me into that chair...to play with that program...to agree to all of it. Then they...they made me into a knocked-up slut.

Warm fuzzy feelings still crowded around the edges of that word. Lois could feel her pussy dripping inside her jeans, eyes still rapt on Maria's newly-expanded tummy, wondering how many the young woman was pregnant with. With difficulty, she tried to focus.

That stone must be part of it...magic? No...kryptonite. Red kryptonite. But it doesn't affect humans...except apparently, this one can. Lois felt like she was on to something there. LexCorp...kryptonite...kryptonite affecting humans...it feels like part of something bigger than a surrogate program. If Lex Luthor managed to find a way to affect humans with kryptonite...

Lois chewed her lower lip. The speakers were talking to Maria again, probably finishing the indoctrination, hiding her memories just as they had done to the reporter.

Okay, so LexCorp a set-up where they make you want to be pregnant, then a bit of kryptonite that makes that true...and then they erase the memories of the kryptonite. Kind of clever, but what's the payoff? Has to be more to this than some cut-rate fertility clinic, or they wouldn't bother with the brainwashing.

Slowly, the arm holding the red kryptonite began to retract. Lois knew she had to make a decision—play along and see what happened to Maria next, or make a grab for the kryptonite...which could be the only chance she had of reversing what was done to her and Maria.

If either of us want that, Lois thought, rubbing her firm tummy.