Epilogue: Why Not Both?

Lois felt giddy as she made her little nest. She had planned things better this time. Blankets, wet wipes, water bottles, a flashlight—and she couldn't keep the smile off her face as she felt the hard lump in her belly as she traced the lines of the spell written on the wall, speaking the lines out loud as she knelt within the circle.

The weight was building, pushing against her as the severed stump of Satanic cock crawled slowly into her womb. Lois knew it was going to hurt. It was already uncomfortable, despite all the kegel exercises she had managed over the last few months, but at the same time it was exciting.

She rubbed her hand between her legs, telling herself she was just checking to see if she was dilating, but in reality the single mother shivered at her own touch, rubbing her pussy, feeling the hard smooth stone, through the flesh of her abdomen fingers—then pushing her fingers in deep, until her nails clacked against the hard stone shaft itself as it crawled a millimeter at a time up her birth canal. Her fingers just traced a fine crack along the middle...and then it was gone, out of reach, too deep inside of her.

Lois laid back, telling herself her nipples were hard because of the cold air...and rubbed them between her fingers anyway, remembering what it had been like when she had been milking. Lily had sucked her tits raw, and the nipples were still puffy, swollen, and darker compared to before her pregnancy.

"Soon," she rubbed her little pooch of a belly...she still hadn't gotten her abs back. She had been lucky that the few stretch-marks weren't very obvious, the kind that only appeared when the light hit in the right way, rather than the vivid red streaks she had seen on some women. With another baby so close to the first, Lois knew she might never get back her once-slim figure

That was okay with her. In fact, it kind of turned her on.

Lois leaned back against the blanket, rubbing her abdomen, feeling the hard stone there...it brought her back, just being here. Then, she hadn't known what she was doing...blundering into a summoning circle, activating some weird spell. Now it was deliberate...purposeful.

"I think I'm addicted to being pregnant," she whispered to the thing growing in her belly, finger circling her belly-button. The reporter blinked in the pale light, surprised to see that she was showing already. Had she been this big this early the last time?

A wicked thought ran through her mind, and Lois leaned back, phone held out at arm's length, and took a selfie.

Nude and knocked up...again! Lois Lane thought.

The "again" was going to be the hard part for her friends and family. Once could be a fluke, but twice...well, she'd tell them the truth: she decided she wanted another baby. No accidents this time. And that would be the truth.

Her stomach rumbled and she reached for the power bar, glad she'd thought to bring herself a snack. It was going to be hard enough climbing back out of here with the baby...

Lois grunted with effort, feeling suddenly heavy. The stone inside of her was sitting hard on her bladder, and she wished she'd thought to go before she started this...in fact, the weight was growing by the moment, until it was almost painful. The reporter tried to shift to a more comfortable position, and ended up shifting, very carefully, onto her slide, belly out in front of her, right in the center of the magic circle.

From this position, her belly looked huge, bigger than it had with Lily, the dark line reaching up from her crotch to her belly button.

"C'mon baby," Lois reached between her legs, breath coming in short gasps now. "Come to mama."

But the baby didn't come, though the pressure grew...and so did her abdomen, stomach swelling gently. Her breasts hurt too, and Lois kept herself amused kneading and squeezing her tits, hefting them in her hands. Her excitement grew with every moment as the little bumps of her milk ducts slowly grew around her nipples, looking like little dark pimples at first, but the single mother knew what they really were... and Lois had to bite her lip not to cry out when something wet and thick finally squirted.

The atmosphere grew close and hot, the dim light of the smartphone laying on the walls, flashing against the spells written there, and Lois' focus drew more and more inside of herself, to the terrible weight—and heat—inside her body. It was different than it had been with Lily, she knew that now. The weight was greater, the heat more intense, and in the darkness Lois Lane's mind raced, hand against her belly when she felt...

The first kick. Right beneath her palm.

Then another one, on the other side of her belly, pushing out her stomach. Too far away.

Her mind turned back to the cr-crack of the stone cock breaking off inside of her. The fine crack of the stone—stones—that had been gestating inside of her.

A familiar cramp hit Lois on the trailing edge of the revelation.

She was having twins. Right now.