End: Lois Lane Sleeps Soundly

As gently as she could, Maria raised her right shoulder. Lois Lane was dead weight on her back, sleeping soundly...and the thoroughly fucked-out young woman hoped to keep it that way. With infinite care, degree by degree, she began the roll onto her left side, letting gravity do most of the work...

Just as Maria managed to shift her hip, bringing her leg up, she felt Lois shift....murmuring some dream nonsense. "Oh Supergirl, no...not the whipped cream..." And then, to the young woman's intense relief, the dickgirl rolled over onto her side, sliding off of the barmaid entirely.

Well, almost entirely.

The young woman stared down at their crotch. Her pussy was obscured by a crust of dried cum, gluing them together at the genitals. The signals from her bladder were urgent now, and all she could hope was that this wouldn't be too sudden or painful...

Bracing one foot and one arm against the floor, Maria lunged forward. Her pussy, fucked raw, screamed at the sudden separation. It was like ripping off a bandaid that covered her entire vaginal canal, which felt inflamed and pulsing. The young woman bit her tongue to keep from screaming...and then realized she was free.

She spared one glance at Lois Lane's cock—which was still erect, and drooling slightly, the skin looking pink and raw. Maria smiled to herself, knowing that Lois would at least have some small idea of what it felt like when she did wake up...and then the urgent signals from her bladder took her, and trying to move as quickly and quietly as possible, the young woman scrambled for the bathroom.

The door closed with an almost-silent click, and Maria was on the toilet half a second later, feeling the burning pee already breaking through the crusty mess that was her pussy. Relief flowed into her as the urine flowed out...along with other things. Great grey lumps of jizz fell out of her overstuffed pussy, dropping into the toilet with audible plops. Maria didn't even care.

Until Lex Luthor's face appeared on the door. LexCorp's patented LexLooTV...the Toilet Stall of the Future.

"Agent M. Report." His voice was dry, tired. There were bags under his eyes. She wondered how much he already knew.

"I...uh...successfully engaged the subject. She got a little aggressive, and I couldn't...couldn't disengage." Maria blushed as she thought about the cock pounding into her minute after minute, hour after hour. Initially, she hadn't wanted to disengage. She had never been fucked like that before, and the young woman knew she'd need days to recover. Her labia would probably develop calluses after the rough treatment.

"The sample..." Maria stared down between her legs, at the swirling sperm floating in the toilet. She was still peeing, she realized. "...got kind of corrupted."

Lex Luthor's head nodded. She wondered if he actually had a camera in here and could see her. It was a freaky thought, and not one the barmaid would put past her employer.

"Understood. You did very well under trying circumstances. As a result I'm authorizing a bonus..." He stated a figure that brought a smile to Maria's face, all of her hard work rewarded at last! "...and I am activating the extension clause in your contract for 58 weeks."

Maria blinked. That was over a year... "Why so long?"

Lex Luthor's image raised an eyebrow. "Standard gestational period plus maternity leave."

Her jaw dropped. "I...I mean...how do you know?"

"The LexLoo is equipped with chemical and biological sensors for skilled health assessments of the subject's bodily wastes." The bald scientist sounded almost bored. "While it will take at least eight days before we can confirm conception, indications are that you are ovulating...and the sheer amount of genetic material deposited inside of you makes the probability of reproduction quite high. 94.7%" He paused. "LexCorp will, of course, cover all medical costs of the pregnancy as well as housing, food, clothing, and miscellaneous expenses."

Maria's mind reeled. She leaned forward on the toilet, elbows on her knees, face in her hands. Her abuela always warned her something like this would happen. Of course, her abuela wore a tinfoil hat and thought that little green men from Mars stole her Oreos; predicting that Maria would get knocked up in an illegal medical experiment involving dangerous extraterrestrial radioactive materials hadn't even by the weirdest thing that came out of her mouth.

Eventually, she stopped peeing. The LexLoo flushed automatically. The automatic bidet features shocked her out of silence, warm water splashing her still-sensitive nether regions. She stared at the screen, where Lex Luthor was still waiting.

"What about the...father?"

"The red kryptonite radiation-induced mutation will wear off within a few hours. We will then apply silver kryptonite, causing a state of amnesia equivalent to an alcoholic blackout, and gold kryptonite to remove any trace of the Kryptonian genetic overlay. Lois Lane will wake up remembering nothing of her wild night, with no evidence that this ever happened except for a slight hangover."

"Except the baby," Maria said.

Lex Luthor nodded. "A Kryptonian hybrid. Quite invaluable." He paused. "Of course, if conception hasn't occurred, we will need to repeat the experiment."

Maria moaned. For the first time in her life, she hoped she was pregnant.