Supergirl

Lois Lane blinked. Hair blonde as a Kansas cornfield, one of those thin bodies that belies an impressive strength, eyes as blue as a summer sky, a little red skirt that didn't always cover her ass when she flew...and a familiar shield covering the kind of petite breasts Lois associated with marathon runners and ballerinas...

Kara Zor-El. Superman's cousin.

"Supergirl," Lois mumbled. She looked around herself. Typical hospital room, curtains drawn to create privacy. There were IVs in both arms and disappearing down the top of her backless hospital dressing gown. The reporter tried to move and winced, sudden pain filtering through from her extremities. Her arms felt sore...and her breasts...and her cock...

"What...happened?"

"You dehydrated. Started hallucinating. Passed out," Kara stared at Lois without blinking, sweeping her eyes up and down the reporter's body. "You could have died, but they got to you in time, gave you fluids. Your body was reacting well to the process...a little too well...too fast to keep up with the drain..."

"I was cumming," Lois said bluntly. "I grew a cock, and I was ejaculating. It wouldn't stop. I couldn't stop." She blinked, surprised at how hurt her voice sounded.

"I...I'm sorry Lois," Supergirl sat at the foot of the bed, leaning forward to lay a hand on the reporter's thigh. "It's my fault. I gave Lex Luthor some Kryptonian technology to...well...help continue the legacy of Krypton. I never dreamed he'd so warp our science."

Supergirl's palm felt very warm on her thigh, and Lois wasn't inclined to remove it...but she definitely had questions.

"He...had this idea. Of using Kryptonian DNA and red kryptonite to help people undergoing rapid gender transition without surgery. And at the same time, it could be used to...help us with our Kryptonian problem."

Lois raised an eyebrow. Supergirl sighed.

"Kal and I aren't going to be around forever. We're the last Kryptonians, outside of the ones in the Phantom Zone or Kandor. The world needs a Superman in the future...and human women, well...there's no guarantee they could survive bringing a baby to term...and it would only be half-Kryptonian anyway."

The young woman put her other hand on her taut midriff. "I'd be happy to carry his child, but Kal is...old-fashioned. Not how he was raised. Blood too close. So...Luthor and I thought...maybe if we got someone with Kryptonian DNA...and a cock..."

Lois Lane's eyes widened. "You want me to impregnate you?"

Supergirl blushed. "It wasn't supposed to be like that. We were going to look for a suitable candidate...you stumbled onto the lab...but uh...now that you mention it..."

The hand on Lois' thigh curled, gathering the hospital gown into her fist. The blonde began to pull it upwards. For the first time, the reporter noticed the distinctive bulge between her legs. Her cock really hurt for some reason.

"Luthor says it probably won't last more than twenty-four hours...and I am ovulating...so..." Her cheeks reddened, those sky-blue eyes staring straight at Lois. "...yes, that is what I'm asking. But first, I think you have to see this."

And she pulled the gown up to expose Lois Lane's crotch.