Scared. She Needs A Little Push.

Just like that, Lois Lane froze. Her bowels seemed to fill with ice water, and her sweat seemed to run cold. One moment she had been almost high the danger of getting pregnant, having a baby...but two... Her body would never recover from that. Her career...her life...

The dickgirl sensed the sudden tense stillness as Lois Lane went from a howling slut to a dead fuck. Blaze squished her tits against the reporter's bare back, teeth nibbled the reporter's earlobe, but the reporter was lost in her internal world for a moment, utterly horrified at the possibilities unfolding.

"It'll be okay," Angelica whispered. Then her tongue slid back inside the reporter's ear, full and warm and Lois frowned as once again she had the uncanny, impossible feeling of it slithering deep inside her head until the rough tip was licking the folds of her brain...and words came, pushing out all other thoughts as Blaze went from a vigorous slam-fuck to a slow, grinding fuck, the whole cock buried within Lois twisting around, the reporter's clitoris getting ground against the table.

You always wanted a big family.

Dimly, barely, Lois felt her lungs relax a little. she breathed, sucking in warm air that tasted of beer and sweat. Growing up, her family had always been small—just mom, dad, and her sister Lucy. She'd never really had a big family, like the girls in her class that had six brothers and sisters, who knew how to change diapers and learned the "facts of life" early. Her mother had always been afraid of having too many kids, said it wasn't responsible, but Lois had always thought it was because her mother was worried about what that would do to her figure...

The bigger you are, the bigger of a slut you are.

Shame washed through Lois as she remembered the girls in college who had gotten pregnant their first semester. Bellies bulging with more than the freshman fifteen, tits swelling until their bras couldn't hold them, and the men on campus noticed. They were popular girls. Everyone knew they fucked, their bellies advertised it. Didn't matter how big or fat they got, they could always get dick, whenever they wanted, and a part of Lois had envied them that freedom—after all, it wasn't like they were going to get more knocked up, was it?

You want to be a big pregnant slut.

Lois licked her lips as her hips started to move again. The tongue slithered out of her aching ear. It all made sense now. Her investigative mind was putting the pieces together, just like she would when on a story. She had come down here to get pregnant. Big and pregnant. To break her months-long sexual dry spell with a hard fuck that left her properly knocked up. The first step in having the big family she'd always dreamed of...and once she was pregnant, why stop there? Once she was pregnant, Lois had no intention of stopping.

The reporter's body came alive again, the fear and apprehension shifting by some biochemical magic into excitement and anticipation. The two states were so close...Lois could feel the goose-flesh rise on her skin, breathe hot in her lungs, conscious now of how wet she was, the pussy juices smearing the table-top where her clit was being ground into the wood, and that cock that seemed to fill every inch of her cunny...

"I don't think this should be a one-time deal," Angelica whispered in her ear as the grinding fuck grew faster. Lois could tell she was close. So was Lois. "I think I want to keep fucking you until you're really knocked up. Then maybe I'll keep fucking you as you swell, bigger and bigger, month after month. And when you do finally give birth, I'm going to plug that empty cunt and fill it up again. I always wanted..."

"...a big family." Lois finished, her whole body shivering with excitement. Her heart pounded as though it would burst from her chest. She couldn't remember the last time she wanted anything more.

Angelica Blaze didn't chuckle. She grunted, the stiff prick stuffed inside the reporter's cunt swelling just that tiny bit further.

"Here comes your babies."