Lois Is 115 Pounds...And Gaining

Lois Lane had a tummy. Not a big one...she had just started on the pizza, and the very act of eating and metabolizing the food was burning some calories...but when she looked down at her gut in between glasses of milk, she could see the very beginnings of a pot belly, the kind that normally made her send extra hours at the gym. A part of her was appalled...but another very real part of her was morbidly thrilled. She just kept eating and eating, never feeling full or sick, and her waistline was slowly but surely evaporating against the constant calorie ****.

Raven was standing before the oven, a dark glow around her hands as she used telekinesis to direct the next meals from the fridge. Titans Tower normally kept enough food to sustain a group of superpowered young adults for up to forty-eight hours...and that's before she dipped into the canned goods. It wasn't a question about whether they had enough food, but if they could get enough of it into Lois to keep up with the rapid growth of her pregnancy.

Blaze hovered near the table, watching in fascination as Lois Lane stuffed her face. Knowing that the fetus in her belly was growing every moment was an almost erotic thrill to her—but no less so was the reporter's slowly changing figure.

The most pronounced growth was in her abdomen, the fetus being fed almost directly as the reporter's demonic regeneration raced the pregnancy through its normal cycles. But there were subtler changes as well. A gradual softening of outline as normally thin limbs and face filled out. The demon wondered what would happen if she...helped things out a little. After all, the whole point of this was for Lois to gain weight, wasn't it? And Raven had already stimulated her appetite.

The demon considered the play of magical forces in and around Lois carefully. The combination of a magical pregnancy with Raven's hex was already on the verge of instability. Any direct spell affecting Lois or the baby could have unpredictable consequences. But the food she was eating however...

Underneath the table, a dark arc of black lightning surged from the demon's fingertips...and the food above changed. Milk thickened into milkshakes. Pizza became puffier, greasier, dripping with extra cheese. Empty pockets of air in the crust packed themselves with sugar. The caloric value of the foods subtly doubled...and Lois, though she couldn't see any change, could taste the difference.

Blaze smiled as the reporter redoubled her efforts to pack on the pounds.