"I Can't Raise A Baby Alone!"

The whine sounded plaintive, even to Lois Lane's ears. Just being in her mother's presence made her feel like she was twelve years old again, afraid to put a foot wrong. The older woman came forward and held Lois in her arms.

"Oh darling...you can do this. I know you can. You're such a capable young woman. When you hold that little bundle of joy in your arms, you'll know that everything you've gone through is worth it. I believe in you."

Stupid tears filled the reporter's eyes. How many years had she wanted to hear her mother's voice say words like that? Maybe not in these exact same circumstances, but still.

"You really mean that, mom?"

"Of course darling," Ella stood there, smiling. Her hands slipped up, until they were grasping her daughter's naked shoulders. "And once you're pregnant, maybe you can find a nice man and...convince him it's his."

Lois Lane stifled a sniffle. "Mom, that's terrible."

"Hmm," Ella hummed, and then pushed Lois down and backwards. Almost immediately, the back of the reporter's knees crumpled, and she sat down hard...right in Blaze's lap.

The reporter gave a yelp, more of shock than pain, as her whole body weight fell onto the dickgirl's stiff prick. It slid up inside the stiff crick like greased lightning, and nothing stopped it until the reporter's ass slammed into Blaze's crotch, the head of the big dick nearly punching a hole in the back of the reporter's pussy.

"Ow!" Lois hissed. "Mother, what the hell do you..."

"Lois, I love you, but sometimes you need a little push."

The reporter was preparing a fiery retort when hands came up from underneath the reporter's arms to cup her breasts. The dickgirl's thighs parted, drawing the reporter's legs wide. A smooth face pushed its way through Lois Lane's raven-dark hair, lips whispering in her ear.

"You know Lois," Blaze said. "If you are to bear my child, there are always...options. If you want to consider them."

Soft breasts with hard nipples pressed into the reporter's back, like warm pillows. Almost against her will, Lois felt herself lifting her hips and letting them fall, slowly drawing her pussy up and down on that hard shaft. It had been so long since she had a hard cock inside of her...and never without a condom on. The reporter could feel every bump and vein of that fat cock, and though she had feared a moment ago that it would split her in two, now she found herself moaning a little, leaning back against Blaze her hands grabbing at the couch cushions for lack of anywhere better to go.

"What...what are you saying?" Lois gasped. A part of her thought she knew what the dickgirl was getting at, and her stomach knotted and unknotted as she couldn't decide whether she wanted to be right or wrong. The fingers spread out those hands, catching and pinching the reporter's pink nipples between them.

"What I'm saying," Blaze said softly, loud enough for Ella to hear, "is..."