Chapter 17 by Zeebop

What Does Lois Do?

Stay Put

The tall one began shouting orders, and the cultists began scouring the room, looking for any clue of the intruder. Lois Lane shrank back from the vent. There was no way she could get out right now. All she could do was stay put and wait them out. Eventually they'd widen the search, leave the room...and then the reporter could make good her escape.

There was only one complication: the reporter's growing stomach.

Lois could didn't dare squirm in the tight confines of the vent, but she could feel her stomach pressing against the cold metal, the pressure building moment by moment. The reporter rubbed her palms together, suddenly nervous. She didn't feel any pain...didn't even feel full in the sense of hunger. Alone in the dark, her mind imagined what strange things were going on inside her body.

The broken-off stone cock couldn't possibly have crawled inside her womb. That wasn't possible. If nothing else, the reporter was sure she would have felt it. Except...she couldn't feel anything in her pussy now. She rubbed her legs together, just to be sure, but aside from a bit of itchiness down there, it felt like her pussy was empty. Which left her growing belly...which was still growing.

The light this far in the tunnel was dim, and putting her head down to try and actually see her swollen midsection didn't help much, since it blocked out even more of the light. But she could feel a sense of fullness...of something inside of her, growing. More of her skin was pressing into the metal floor of the vent, cold and prickly, forcing her t-shirt up...forcing Lois up, her shoulder blades rubbing against the ceiling in the tight quarters.

If I don't leave soon, Lois realized. I might be stuck here!

The noise from the room had died down, almost deathly quiet.

Maybe they've moved on? Lois wondered.