Chapter 19 by Zeebop

What now for Lois and Lana?

Lois Has A Brainwave

Call it post-coital clarity. Lois Lane had always found herself thinking better after an orgasm. Her mind just seemed to run faster, clearer, with fewer distractions. She brought up the phone and took a close look at the app...scrolled through the options...and made a happy noise in the back of her throat.

The DMN app had a social aspect.

On the screen, Lois could see the nearest fellow DMN app users...and she recognized some of them. Three of the four missing women were in the club, right now, or at least nearby. Quickly, Lois explained the situation to Lana, and the redhead smiled languidly and started to gather her clothes.

Lana Lang was a bit of a mess. Her makeup was mussed, her hair all over the place; her skirt and shirt stained from where they'd landed in a wet spot on the floor. Lois Lane's clothes were in better shape, but she struggled to stick her black tentacle back into the tight-fitting red pants. Eventually, she settled on carefully stuffing the thing down her left leg.

"No idea how guys handle these things," the reporter muttered.

"I'm sure most of them aren't packing so much," Lana laid a hand on her stomach. "God, I feel like you left something in there!"

Lois swallowed. "I...might have."

The redhead shot her a sultry smile. "Oh? You think you knocked me up?"

"I mean I felt...something..." Lois shook her head. "We'll sort that out later. For now, let's find those women!"

Lana's hand closed around the reporter's wrist.

"Hey," she said, voice suddenly serious. "Let's sort that out now. I mean, it's okay if you came inside me, but the way you were talking, it sounded...serious."

The reporter paused, unsure whether to tell Lana the truth...or whether she even knew what truth to tell her.

Did I really lay thirteen eggs in her womb? It sure felt like I did.