Chapter 17 by Zeebop

How Many Eggs Did Lois Release?

Twelve

"I think we overdid it a bit," Lois said, rubbing her belly. Her ovaries faintly throbbed, exercised far beyond their normal monthly activities.

The demon groaned and shook her head. "Foolishness. How many eggs did you release?"

"Twelve," Lois said, eyes closed like those of a cat in a sunbeam. The number seemed unreal. She couldn't even picture how big that she would get. Her smile widened as the idea sank in.

I'm pregnant.

"Too many," Blaze said. "Your body won't be able to support that level of multiple pregnancy. We'll have to..."

"What if I could?" Lois asked, without thinking.

She tasted ozone, a slow-motion static charge running through her body. Something inside of her changed—Lois was positive of it—but what exactly she wasn't sure. The reporter ran her fingers over her stomach. The muscles beneath her skin felt a little firmer.

"What just happened?" The reporter said.

One slender red hand pressed firmly into the reporter's belly.

"The oath-magic just...augmented your uterus and surrounding tissues," Blaze said. "To superhuman levels. The muscles and tissues are both stronger and more elastic. I think you're in for a very long, complicated pregnancy."

The demon shook her head. "Look, the magic hasn't run it's course yet. You have one more question left. You can ask...that this never happened. Undo all of it. I had hoped to have some fun with you, corrupt you, but this is far beyond what I had intended."

Lois raised her head and stared at the demon. There was an unreadable expression of the red face...something like wonder, worry, dread, and excitement all rolled into one. The reporter had seen it before, on the faces of expectant fathers, staring parenthood in the face.

"You're getting sweet on me," Lois stated flatly. It wasn't a question. That last final bit of magic was still there, waiting for her next request to make true.

"I'm serious. Even with the augmentation from the oath-magic, twelve children is...life-changing. I can't hide that. Your body, your career, your..."

"...sex life." Lois stuck out her tongue. There was a wicked gleam in her eye. "Okay, I think I know what my final question for you is."