Chapter 16 by Zeebop

How Far Along Is Lois When The Last Woman Gives Birth?

Ready To Pop

Lois Lane fell to her knees as a sudden cramp hit her stomach. She groaned, hands going immediately to her belly. It was hard beneath her fingers, as big as any of the other women. But where with them she could feel the individual pregger plant pods beneath the surface of their stomach, all that Lois could feel was a single hard mass.

The other women crowded around her. Even the one who had just given birth was dragging herself forward on her elbows.

"It's too soon, isn't it?" Diana Reynolds said.

"Her belly hasn't dropped yet. But she's so big...she looks ready to pop." Tonya Wong added.

"Ivy did say she was special..." Jenny Dunlap stooped and pressed her shoulder under Lois Lane's right arm. "...but we should probably get her back to the plant. It gets upset if we try to move too far away."

"No!" Lois said, gritting her teeth as another pain shot through her. "N-no! All four of you are mobile. We have to...have to escape."

The reporter put one foot in front of her. Mara de la Cruz slipped under her other arm, and supported by the two naked women Lois managed another few steps. The pregger plant vine plugged into her pussy grew taut as she reached its maximum extent. Behind her, Lois could hear the great plant start to shake...she could actually feel it tugging at her pussy.

"We should go back," Diana Reynolds said, crawling alongside. "You don't know what it's like..."

"Forward!" Lois insisted. "Don't stop. We have to get out of here. It's just a stupid plant! Once you're out of range of those vines you'll be free of it! We can leave and call for help."

The tugging increased. Lois grimaced, feeling as though her guts were trying to be pulled out through her gaping vagina. Her thighs quivered as she struggled to move forward another inch, even though both women were doing their best to help her forward. Such an impasse couldn't last forever...something had to give. Sweat beaded on Lois Lane's brow as she threw her whole body into the struggle, leaning forward, feet digging into the earthen floor, the hot grow lamps blaring down on her...