The Self-Insemination of Lois Lane

"Good work, all of you," Lex Luthor said in a loud, commanding voice. "Now, why don't we give our test subject a little privacy?"

Confused technicians looked at one another...but Luthor's bodyguard Mercy Graves caught the madman's meaning.

"Clear the room," she said, voice gruff.

The white lab coats filed out. Mercy was about to follow them when Luthor's hand fell on her shoulder.

"Not you, Mercy," he said, an edge of excitement creeping into his voice. "Lock the door, and send the order that all of them are to be amnesticized. I want the two of us to be the only ones with any memory of tonight."

"Right away, Mr. Luthor," Mercy said.

As Mercy locked the door and alerted security to their new task, Luthor turned his attention to the panels and initiated a new part of the program.

Trapped on the X-frame, the reporter could not see the metal tube that emerged from the floor, guided by mechanical arms...but she could feel it as slid over her engorged prick. The reporter gasped, her head, heavy with the VR helmet, rising up and her hips thrusting as far as her bonds would allow. In the depths of Lex Luthor's brainwashing program, she was sliding her hard cock into Superman's pussy as the Man of Steel begged her to breed him...

By comparison, the slim plastic tube that emerged between the futanari reporter's legs and slid into her pussy was so slim, the distracted reporter barely felt it. Sweat shone on Lex Luthor's head as he engaged the cameras on the end of the probe...guiding the tube through Lois Lane's internal anatomy, all the way to the wet, pink muscle of her cervix. His chest heaved, breathing a little heavily as her directed it forward...right toward the middle. The tube was small enough, and had been lubricated...but this was still the moment when the pain of intrusion could shake the reporter out of her artificial dream.

Moments ticked by. The orifice grew nearer and nearer...and then the camera went dark. There was a sharp hiss from Lois Lane...and then the light at the end of the probe shone on the dark confines of her uterine wall.

"Perfect," Luthor said. His hands went to his belt. The bespoke trousers fell down. Mercy Graves, who had come up at his left elbow in case she needed him, uttered an involuntary gasp as she saw, for the first time, her employer's naked and erect prick.

"Ah, Mercy," he said, his eyes fixed on the screens that showed Lois Lane, trapped in the midst of his devices, from every angle. One screen even showed her visual perspective as her cock slid into the hairless folds of Superman's cunt. "When she ejaculates, her altered sperm will be routed directly back to her fertile womb. Self-insemination! She's already ovulating. It will be the birth of a new Kryptonian race...a race I control!"

"Con-congratulations, Mr. Luthor," she said, and swallowed heavily. "Shall I, uh..."

"Take off your panties," Luthor said, in the same commanding voice he had used with the technicians. "I want to cum inside a hot, tight cunt at the same moment that perfect hermaphrodite does."

Mercy sucked in her breath. "Mr. Luthor, I...I'm not on birth control."

"Good," he said. "Perhaps you'll finally be able to make use of LexCorp's generous maternity benefits package for executive employees."

The bodyguard blinked. "Executive? I..."

"Executive Vice President," he said cooly as he grabbed her hips and pulled Mercy in front of him. "Seven figure salary. Second only to myself. My right-hand woman. I can trust no one else to oversee the Neo-Kryptonian program."

Indecision warred within Mercy Graves...but not for long. With as much grace as she could muster, the slim, athletic bodyguard pulled pants and panties down around her knees...and bent over the console.

Lex Luthor rubbed his glans against Mercy's bare cunt. He had been afraid she would be dry...but he grinned savagely as he felt the warm wetness against his cockhead as he lined it up with her slit and pushed inside.

"Flawless," he gasped...and Mercy Graves bit back a moan as he filled her, even as Lois Lane's hips bucked, and the suction on the cock-tube began.