Epilogue: Black Grail Fertility Clinic

"Miss Prince?" The secretary said from behind the desk. "Director Lane will see you now."

Diana Prince smiled. Her tall, athletic body was currently in a business suit, the purple skirt coming just above the knee and showing off her fine calves knee-high boots; blouse tight about her thin waist to show off the curve of her hips and buttocks, and she needed no padding for the broad shoulders.

Underneath, of course, was her Wonder Woman costume. This was a friendly visit, but the Amazon princess was ready for anything. There had been strange rumors about this clinic...

The secretary led the Amazon into an airy office. Lois was seated behind her desk, one half of which was taken up with computer screens. The rest of the office furniture was minimal: prints of classical artworks featuring pregnancy, a kind of trophy case containing ancient fertility idols...and on the opposite wall, a few framed articles hailing the success of the Black Grail Fertility Clinic.

"Diana," Lois smiled as she stood up from behind her desk. The normally svelte and athletic reporter appeared to the Amazon to have put on some weight: there was a distinctive paunch in her lower abdomen, barely hidden by a baggy blouse and loose skirt...yet her face and arms were thin, trim. "What brings you here? Business, I hope?"

Wonder Woman smiled. "I'm not currently looking to get pregnant, Lois."

"A pity," Lois Lane returned the smile. The secretary in a tray with a pitcher of lemonade. The former reporter accepted a glass with a smile. "Do you want some, Diana? Fresh-squeezed. No **** on the premises, of course."

"Of course," Diana said and accepted the drink. She gave it a careful and discreet sniff, but could detect no trace of poisons or ****. Cautiously, she tried a sip. Sweet but sour; it was fresh.

"So if it's not fertility assistance you need," Lois said, sitting behind her desk once again. "What are you here for?"

"Clark asked me to check on you," Diana said carefully. "You did leave suddenly. Found an entirely new and different business. Which has been...surprisingly successful."

Lois shrugged. "I had a revelation. You know that many so-called 'pro-life' politicians are nothing of the sort. They oppose abortion, but they won't give a dime to fertility assistance for those women who want to have children but can't, don't want to engage in sex education, refuse to help women with medical care during their pregnancies, much less when the children are born...I want to help those people that need helping. I can do that better here than I can as a reporter."

Solid arguments, the Amazon thought, sipping her lemonade. There was an unfamiliar salty note, which seemed to mix with the tartness of the lemon. Not that Amazons usually have many issues with fertility or child-rearing.

"What about...funding?" Diana pressed. "Where is the money coming from?"

The director winced. "Initially, I only had my personal savings. I had some contacts with the right medical background to set up the initial clinic...including some cutting-edge facilities on-loan from S.T.A.R. Labs. Once we had a few successful fertilizations, I was able to attract a few investors."

"Who?"

Lois Lane's jaw worked. "Talia al Ghul is underwriting fifty percent of operations, at the moment."

The Amazon almost spit out her lemonade. She swallowed it only with difficulty.

"She's the head of the League of Assassins!"

"Yes," Lois said calmly, her violet eyes boring into the Amazon's blue gaze.

"How can you do business with—"

"The League is currently undergoing a restructuring. Talia is due for maternity leave in a few months. She was one of our first successes. I knew I would need someone with her level of resources to make the Black Grail a reality. With her help, we can go international...maybe within a year."

Diana stood up. She put her half-empty glass of lemonade down and leaned over the former reporter's desk, knuckles on the wood.

"Lois, I'll be frank. What is this? What are you up to?"

The director stood. Even though she was a head shorter than Wonder Woman, the Amazon still found her imposing, even with the paunch pushing against the edge of the desk.

"I've told you what we're doing, Diana. We're helping women. All women. Even you."

The Amazon held her stare. The room suddenly felt warm...and she could feel her nipples hardening in her bustier, beneath her civilian clothes. The intensity of the reporter's gaze held her own. It was fanatical...almost hypnotic...

It's not the room, Diana quickly realized, seeing how calm and collected Lois was. It's me? Was there something in that drink?

"You brought your lasso, didn't you?" Lois said, suddenly.

"Yes," Diana admitted.

Lois extended her hand. "Tie it around my wrist. I'll answer any question, truthfully."

Feeling an odd ****, the Amazon reached behind her belt, and pulled forth the golden lariat. It shimmered like plaited metal, flashed with power. Moving as much by instinct as anything else, Wonder Woman tied a small loop into the end and passed it over the reporter's hand. Their skin touched, very briefly, and something like an electric spark went through the Amazon...but then she cinched the lasso tight.

"What are you doing here?" Diana asked. "What is your purpose?"

"We're making babies," Lois said. "Helping women get pregnant. Have you ever thought of having a baby, Diana?"

A shiver ran up the lasso, the other end of which was coiled around the Amazon's hand.

"I've thought about it, yes." Diana said. "But in my line of work..."

"Many women have to sacrifice something of their career when they have children. Except you're special, aren't you Diana?" Lois Lane's hand grabbed the lariat and tugged it taut. "You're a hero. What happens when you die? Shouldn't you leave someone behind to pick up the mantle? A daughter or two?"

"I...hadn't thought about that," Diana said, feeling somehow she'd lost control of the situation. The former reporter's interview skills were certainly still there, and the Amazon felt on the defensive. "Besides, I'm not involved with anyone right now...and Amazons can't get pregnant that easily..."

"What if you could?" Lois raised an eyebrow. "We're a fertility clinic. We have means to accelerate slow cycles, sperm donors to help women without partners. You're an Amazon...proud, independent...do you really want to be chained to a boyfriend or husband?"

"No, of course not."

"If you could get pregnant...would you?"

"I...that's ridiculous, I could...if I wanted to..."

"But you don't, do you? Just said it yourself, you're not in a relationship with anyone. Concerned about your career. Fertility ticking down. You're in exactly the same position as so many working women that want to be mothers but don't think they can. But we can help you...and you can help us."

Diana shook herself, not sure why the reporter's words seemed to be affecting her so deeply.

"How?" she asked.

"Themyscira," Lois said. "A perfect retreat, for women to have their babies. Secluded, top-notch medical facilities, staffed entirely by women...a place where our patients who need it can get round-the-clock care. In exchange, we could help facilitate the continuation of the Amazons...whole new generations. We can even select sperm to guarantee that the resulting children are female..."

Wonder Woman felt her mouth go dry, and she looked down at the lemonade, but thought better than to drink any more. Her body felt like it was burning with fever, but not sickness exactly...more like lust. She could feel the wetness between her legs, and that was unusual too.

There's something going on here, the heroine realized belatedly. This is all wrong...how can she...turn the lasso's magic against me?

"What you're asking is...impossible..."

"Not at all," Lois assured her. "You just have to see what we have to offer."

With her free hand, the reporter lifted up her shirt...and Diana's eyes widened as she realized that the "paunch" was not Lois Lane gaining weight. It was the thickest, longest cock she had ever seen on a human being...and it hit the dick with a wet smack. A colorless ooze seeped from the tip...and it began to rise, like a snake-charmer's trick, the cock at least as long and thick as her forearm stiffening and growing rigid, until it stood out from Lois Lane's body.

The former reporter, one hand still holding the lasso, came around the desk. Her skirt fell to the floor, and for the first time Wonder Woman saw the heavy testicles dangling between her legs, inhumanly swollen to the size of baseballs, the sack pulsing with black veins. Diana turned, determined to face Lois...and found her ass pressed against the edge of the desk.

"I can give you the daughters you want, Diana," Lois said as she slowly grabbed the golden lasso and reeled herself in, the tremendous dick growing closer and closer. "But you have to want it. I won't **** you. We don't take here. Only give. You've been blessed with so many gifts, Diana. Don't you want one or two more?"

Ancient magic pried the Amazon's lips open. Her pussy drenched her star-spangled panties, which soaked through her civilian clothes, dripping onto the floor. Unable to resist, she spoke the truth:

"Yes."

Which was all that Lois Lane needed to hear.

Angelica Blaze, Lois Lane's secretary, rubbed her stomach. Not showing yet, but the test had been positive this morning. She smiled as she heard the moans coming from behind the director's door, and imagined the Amazonlaying back on the desk, her panties pushed aside, as the director stretched her Amazon cunt to new and exciting dimensions. It made the reformed demon so hot that she reached down and rubbed at her own panties, hoping that tonight the director would have enough energy to give it to her too.

"Looks like our little operation is set to grow," Blaze whispered as the moans grew louder. Wonder Woman, it turns out, was a screamer...and Blaze slid her hand down her panties to finger her pregnant cunt, thinking about the half-sisters to her own babies that Lois was planting inside of the Amazon right now.

Of course, Wonder Woman's change of heart wouldn't go unnoticed. It would soon be time for them to deal with the other women of the Justice League.