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Pin pricks deep inside the reporter's pussy. So fine and sharp that Lois felt no real pain from them at all, but she could definitely feel them. It was like a dozen tiny needles had emerged simultaneously from the very tip of that massive dildo, punching into her cervix...and Lois knew she should be horrified, hurt, scared, angry...and then she began to feel a strange...euphoria...the ache of her vaginal muscles seemed to fade, her thighs relaxed, and the reporter's whole body grey heavy as she seemed to sink into a languor, eyes watching the cunts on the screen getting utterly packed, and that German woman droning on and on...

"...in ze war, ve found that ze frauleins who volunteered for ze uberman program could not carry ze fetuses to term. One kick from a super-strong baby could punch through ze uterine wall! Und early delivery was dangerous for both mother und child. So ze fuhrer instructred us to find a vay to strengthen ze wombs of der Fatherland..."

Half-remembered research filtered back to Lois. The Nazi efforts at creating superhumans had been a failure...their breeding camps under project Lebensborn had resulted in many pregnancies, but very few had been produced by wars end.

"...Hitler was mad, his Aryan theories nonsense, but ze science was sound. By 1945 we had ze means...und zen ze Americans came. Ze too, wanted super-soldiers...but ze cost, always ze cost...never enough money...or raw material...but I am rambling. Now things are different. LexCorp will succeed where ze others failed. Now we have ze means und we will to succeed..."

Lexcorp... Lois thought, and even in her ****-induced haze a shiver went down her spine.

Things moved inside of her. She could feel it distinctly. No more resistance. Some thing was sliding around, deeper inside of her than anything else had ever gone. She could feel it, poking and prodding.

"...I cannot make a super-woman. But I can give a woman ze womb to birth a super-child. She shall be ze mother of a demigod, und once ze procedure is complete, it vill require only one last ingredient...ze proper zeed."

Dimly, Lois was aware of the dildo withdrawing...and other things, small robotic arms, thrust into the cavernous pit that was her cunt. Deep inside, she was aware of bright flashes of light, pinchings, the sound of saws. The screen had faded into pink swirls, flashing almost constantly, and it was getting harder to think...she seemed to only be aware in between the flashes, and time lost all meaning. How long was she there, as the robotic arms did their strange work? Hours or days? Lois wasn't sure...

"...cunt ztronger than a locomotive...able to leap tall cocks in a zingle bound...cums faster than a zpeeding bullet..."

There was a single, sharp pain. Lois swore she felt a kind of burning pain inside, and her last clear vision before the pink swirls took her was of a small, blood-stained arm headed toward her pussy bearing a glowing crystal.

Then peaceful oblivion.