Epilogue: Complications

In the mirror, Kara El-Lane of the House of El grimaced at her own reflection. Her stomach, which only four weeks ago had been barely noticeable, now stood out at least six inches. It was carried high, right in the middle of her lanky frame, and hadn't dropped yet or showed any sign it was about to.

"Do I look...big to you?"

Lois El-Lane was in the bathroom, mopping. The one thing she had not yet mastered, since gaining a penis, was aiming at the toilet. The difficulties of her first early morning pee had given her much more respect for all the men in her life that hadn't made such a mess.

Not that I'll ever tell them that, she thought with a smile, fiddling with the wedding band on her finger. It still felt unreal. The engagement, the marriage—the fight over the bouquet—and now here they were on their honeymoon in Kansas of all places, waking up to cocks crowing and cows needing to be milked and a Superwoman who every morning would wake her up by sucking off the reporter's morning wood.

Lois felt her cock stiffen again just thinking about coming to consciousness with a warm pair of lips wrapped around her cock, the blonde head bobbing gently as she sucked and slurped, Ma Kent downstairs cooking up a big breakfast of bacon and eggs. Kara had insisted on coming to the farm. They had talked about Paris, Hawaii, Kandor, Rann...but this was her home. This is where she wanted to be.

"It's just Ma's cooking," the reporter told her pregnant wife. "I swear I'd put on five pounds if I hadn't promised to till the back forty."

"I just...I just look really pregnant." Superwoman said, putting her hands on her belly. "I don't know if I should be showing this early."

Lois was about to crack about how beautiful her wife was...when her smartphone rang. The reporter glowered. There was no-one who knew that number that didn't know she was on her honeymoon. She got up from the bathroom floor and picked it up, readying herself for the worst.

"Mrs. El-Lane," Lex Luthor's voice on the line.

"Luthor," Lois said, trying to keep patient and polite. They had decided, after some debate, to invite him to the wedding. They had been grateful when he hadn't shown up, although he had sent them a kryptonite-powered crockpot. Lois had put it with the others, determined not to bring it out unless he was visiting.

"My apologies for interrupting your honeymoon, but we've gotten some new results back from the test subjects, and we thought you should know," the voice was cold, clinical, matter of fact. "There may be an impact on the pregnancy."

Lois felt the color drain from her face. Kara, with her superhearing, turned away from the mirror and stared, suddenly cradling her stomach. The reporter swallowed.

"Is...is there something wrong?"

"We have noticed that several of the female subjects treated with the Kryptonian genetic overlay are experiencing superfetation. Given the propensity of lab mice to reproduce, this wasn't immediately apparent, but it now appears to be an aspect of Kryptonian biology rather than..."

"Lex, what are you saying?" Lois broke in, unable to digest all the science-talk. "Bottom-line it for me."

"Supergirl—I'm sorry, Superwoman—could possibly still ovulate during her current pregnancy. That egg could be fertilized, resulting in a separate pregnancy at a different rate of development."

Lois almost dropped the phone.

"You're saying she could be double pregnant?" The reporter felt her cock twitch.

"If you two have been sexually active without protection...I would say it is almost inevitable." Luthor said.

Kara stared down at her belly, eyes wide...and Lois wondered if, right then she was using her x-ray vision...and then she raised her face, nodding gently.

Then the scientist let the final shoe drop.

"We have not yet determined the limits on ovulation during pregnancy in our test subjects. A normal pregnancy is 280 days, and all of our subjects are still pregnant. We have separated out the female-to-male transitions to prevent future insemination for the moment, but the possibility remains that your wife is still capable of being impregnated while pregnant. Possibly indefinitely."

"Th-thank you Lex." Lois felt her cock twitched, and realized she was shockingly hard. "I'll...I'll let her know."

She ended the call and let the smartphone drop onto the floor with a clatter.

"So..." Kara said, staring hard at her wife's erection. "We're having twins?"

Lois El-Lane smiled. "Want to aim for triplets?"

Downstairs, Ma Kent heard the bed springs start to rock. She was in the middle of mixing dough for a pie. Kara always loved her pies, and the skinny young thing was coming along nicely.