Epilogue: Invisible Dildo

The sun rose over Themyscira, burning away the mists. Many of the Amazons were already up, doing laps around the island, setting out to sea in small fishing boats, feeding chickens. From the bed which Lois Lane should have been sharing with her wife, she could smell the incense of the opening ceremonies in the temple, hear the cry of seagulls, the far-off work-songs...

The former reporter lay in bed like a lump. A big, pregnant lump.

Eighteen weeks pregnant. With twins. The Amazonian doctor or midwife or whatever she was had confirmed it, though pretty much everyone had expected Lois was carrying more than one. Her belly was already sticking out as though she was much further along in her pregnancy.

Lois sighed as she turned and ran her arm over the space where her wife should have been. Three months since she had seen Diana, except for brief snatches like last night when Wonder Woman would fly in, make love to Lois, and then be off again. The world always needed saving. The pregnant woman ran her arm up and over where Diana should have been. It still smelled like her. Lois's hand ran up under Diana's pillow...

...and found something hard. Cylindrical. Metal. Like an old-fashioned flashlight. Curious, Lois drew it out...and in the dim dawn light, she could see that her hand was empty. Except she could still feel it.

Curious, Lois brought it in front of her face. She could see right through it. Her hands explored the shape of the thing. It wasn't a perfect cylinder, about a foot long and two inches wide at the base, but narrowing and fluted toward the rounded tip. The reporter could only feel one seem, near the base. It was fairly heavy too, the heft of something electrical or mechanical...and on the base itself she found something that felt like a knob...and yes, little etched Greek letters.

"Alpha...beta...gamma...delta...epsilon...zeta...eta...theta...iota...kappa...omega," she murmured out loud, her Greek lessons now coming into play. The first ten letters of the Greek alphabet, and the last one. Currently, the knob was pointing to a blank space. Driven by curiosity, Lois tried to turn it clockwise, toward Alpha.

*Click*

Bzzzzz...

Lois Lane almost dropped the invisible rod as it began to vibrate softly in her hands. She blinked, but managed to keep a hold of it. Her mouth went dry as she put two and two together.

Wonder Woman's invisible plane. Someone...probably Diana...had taken a piece of it and made an invisible dildo. And she had...just left it here.

A smile came to the pregnant woman's face. That couldn't be an accident. Her wife had to have known Lois would find it. Which meant she knew that Lois would use it.

The former reporter worked herself into a sitting position, with her back against the headboard. On the table by the bed was a small bowl of olive oil, which was the preferred lube for the Amazonian nation. Lois dipped the head of her new toy in the bowl, and as it came away, still vibrating, she glimpsed the smooth shape of the head, a little narrower at the tip than at the base, but still long and thick enough for her purposes.

As Lois guided the rod between her legs, she wondered how many times Diana had done this. On her invisible jet, flying from one natural disaster to another, no time to take a lover, she would have pushed those star-spangled panties away for a bit of invisible plane fun time...and oh my, but what an image that would have provided if anyone had spotted her there.

The pregnant woman gasped as she pressed the head of the vibrating toy into her cunny. Whether she was wet or not, the olive oil let it slide in smoothly, but it had been long since Lois had anything bigger than a couple of fingers in her cunny, and the thickness and weight were unfamiliar, not to mention the vibration...

Just thinking of that, Lois reached down to the base and tried to turn the knob. A mechanical click and it went up to beta...and the reporter shuddered as the vibrations seemed to double in speed, the vibration still quite but the mechanical whine increasing in pitch...and it was as strong as any vibrator as Lois Lane had ever dared use on her pussy before.

Her breath came in quick gasps as Lois pressed the heel of her right foot against the base. Her pussy wasn't ready to take the whole thing, might never be ready. That was okay. She wanted to feel the head inside of her, shaking like mad, as her right hand rubbed at her clit and her left hand grabbed her breasts and squeezed the nipples, first one and then the other...

It wasn't a substitute for her wife. Yet until they could be together, it would have to do.