Chapter 13 by Zeebop

What Is Lois Lane's Answer?

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Lois felt the sudden need to play for time...and, maybe, information.

"I mean, I'm assuming you're serious and this isn't a line you use to try and impregnate all of the new hires."

"Oh, I'm quite serious," Blaze's hands fell heavily on the reporter's hips, shoving her down hard onto her dick. "This isn't an offer I've made to anyone before. Nor would I make it to just anyone."

Lois bit back her instinctual response: So what makes me so special?

She had to play it smart, act cool.

"Say I was...interested. What all would be involved?" Lois found her hips moving on their own, grinding in little circles on the dickgirl's lap, Blaze's cock hitting her sides in a way that drove her wild.

"If you agree? Insemination. Payment deposited in an escrow account. You will have to stay here for the duration of the pregnancy. Regular checkups, mind the doctor's orders. Normal birth, no Cesarean section."

Lois blinked at that final requirement. "Really? Why?"

"Because I want my child born naturally. It will...tie her to this place."

Little alarm bells were going off in the reporter's head. The rest of this she might pass off as rich-but-eccentric-criminal kind of thing, but that was either crazy or...supernatural. Especially, now that Lois thought about it, when you factor in the part about apparently being a fully-functional hermaphrodite.

"Forty weeks stuck in a glorified prison...and having a baby can really change a woman's body. Permanently," Lois huffed. "What if I asked for more money? Would you just find someone else?" Lois said, not sure what else to say to fill up the silence. She could feel herself pushing against Blaze's hands now, pussy rising and falling just a fraction of an inch, but the heat was building inside her, and she could feel the beginning of a climax building up.

"No one else will do. Make it a quarter-million dollars," the dark eyes flashed. "But I think I might have something else you value as much...or more..."