Zatanna, Knock Me Up

"You don't have to keep it," Raven said. "But demon pregnancies are...hell to go through, and difficult to abort. I almost killed my mother. If you're already pregnant, we can remove the binding enchantment, clean her tainted seed out of you, and then deal with her. You don't have to decide if you want to keep the baby until afterwards."

Mary Marvel bit her lip. "Or...or if you want to carry it, you don't have to raise it. I was...in the foster program. It's not that bad."

Wonder Woman placed her hand on the reporter's shoulder. "Whatever you choose, we are here to help you."

Lois Lane sighed. This was not how she had expected tonight to go. She looked Zatanna in the eye.

"Zee...knock me up."

The witch gave Lois a sad smile. With a theatrical flourish she gestured at the reporter's flat abdomen. Her nose twitched as she worked out the exact wording of her spell.

"!enaL sioL etangerpmI .mreps etanod namrepuS"

The lights in the bathroom flickered and went out. A dark wind howled through the bathroom...it shrieked so loud that Lois dropped her shirt to clap her hands to her ears. She wasn't sure what was happened. It didn't feel like anything inside of her changed—and Lois wondered if she would even know if it worked.

Then, as if God herself sighed, the wind stopped. The lights flickered back on...and Lois stared down at the latex belt about her loins. Her eyes furrowed...it looked like a dark crack had formed at the lip.

Reaching forward, Diana tapped it once, hard...and the latex panties crumbled, falling away from the reporter's pussy in a shower of black grit, leaving Lois standing their bottomless as all four of the women admired her newly impregnated pussy.

"Good news is, it worked," Raven said. "Bad news is...Blaze knows Lois is pregnant."