On the Ark

"Are you ready?" Asked LexBat to his assistant. They nodded. "You will be sent to the right time and place so you may complete your mission." Said LexBat handing the person a small object.

"When you broken your targets, place this on them and the memories of your beloveds will be restored. Then bring them to the Ark." The assistant bowed to LexBat and left. The assistant spotted then aproceh a cloak figure. "I will bring her back to us." The assistant place their hand on the cloak figure shoulder. "You have my word." The cloaked figure nodded.

In Metropolis

Lois Lane had a scoop that would finally destroy Lex Corps. She was leaving the Daly Bulge and heading towards the place where the contact said to met which was near the docks. When she got their Lois look around for the contact.

Then suddenly Lois jumped aside as a limo charged out of the night towards her, only swerving away at the last minute. The door flew open, and Lois immediately realized she was in serious trouble.

She'd seen Mercy Graves before. She was always at Luthor's side at every public gathering, his most trusted bodyguard, and, as rumor had it, his most loyal hired gun. She turned to run, but Mercy grabbed her arm and pulled her back, at which point Lois tried hitting her in the head with her purse. But Mercy barely even flinched because this Mercy Graves was a Amazon. She was nearly six inches taller than Lois's 5'6, powerfully built and physically superior by a good margin. It wasn't a fair fight, and they both knew it.

Before she could manage a scream, Mercy had clamped one hand across her mouth and pushed her into the back seat of the car, shutting the door behind her and tapping on the divider between driver and passenger to signal for the limo to leave. With another screech of tires, the limo left the area. Then suddenly disappeared into a portal.

When Mercy turned around to attend to her captive, Lois kicked out as hard as she could, catching the other woman square in the gut. This time, Mercy felt it, thanks to the heel of the shoe digging into her skin. Rubbing her grazed mid-section, she pushed Lois down onto the floor between the opposing rows of seats - and paid her back with a slap that rang in the reporter's ears. Stunned Lois didn't hear Mercy say. "Forgive me my Love."

Grasping a stunned Lois by the throat, Mercy ripped off her purple shirt and tore her bra on one side, roughly cupping Lois's right breast, massaging the flesh and squeezing the nipple between her fingers. Throughout it all, Lois was frightened and yet a little turn on: this was a cold, methodical process, immune to begging and pleading. She would have cried out for help were it not for the hand throttling her; but the limo's tinted windows and soundproofing meant it wouldn't have done much good anyway.

And at any rate, her screams would have been better suited for the moment when Mercy sat down on her chest and began fishing around with her outfit's zipper, whipping out a rapidly stiffening cock that rested between Lois's tits. Lois eyes widen.

The Amazons of Themyscira of Mercy's Earth were a very reclusive society, and they relied entirely upon themselves to procreate and sustain their population. Newborn Amazons were divided into two groups: those born with male genitalia, and those born with female genitalia. Thus the Amazons could breed with their own people, avoiding the need for any foreign genes. Mercy belonged to the former group. But she'd left her Themyscira a long time ago, forsaking her sisters for a job with Bruce Luthor, even then the most powerful man in their world. The pay was excellent, and she enjoyed the work, but now she missed the feel of a Lois Lane cunt wrapped around her cock. And now she will have her beloved back.

Lois Lane was no Amazon, but she was a beautiful woman nearing the prime of her life,. Lois opened her mouth to cry out "No-" and that was the only opening Mercy needed; squeezing down on Lois's throat to force her mouth open as she caught hold of the sides of her head and jammed her cock down Lois's throat.

Lois thrashed impotently, beating her fists against Mercy's back, but to no avail: the Amazon steadily thrust forward, until her nine-inch cock was firmly lodged past Lois's lips. The women's self-defense classes Lois had taken in college had told her to try biting down if she ever found herself in situations like this, but she could barely open her mouth wide enough to keep from choking, let alone wide enough to bite down. Mercy knew it too, and pulled Lois's head closer until her nose was pressed against the bodyguard's abs, and her chin made contact with Mercy's pussy below. (Like in Black Bible.) Her getting covered with the juices.

As she tried to dig her nails into Mercy's back, Lois could feel every thick, throbbing vein of the meat in her mouth, parked just past her uvula, less than an inch away from provoking her gag reflex.

And then, just as wordlessly, Mercy began jerking Lois's head back and forth, slowly sliding her up and down on her cock. At the deepest point of the thrust, Lois's eyes watered heavily, but just before her gag reflex was triggered, Mercy would pull out just enough to give her a split-second gasp of air, before plunging back in. A few minutes passed like this, with Mercy getting comfortable with the feel of Lois's mouth, allowing the reporter to wear herself out trying to escape, before deciding to up the ante.

Lois's vision blurred as Mercy began brutally skullfucking her, forcing her head still as she rammed in and out at frightening speeds. Her hair flew wildly around her face, as her face became a smeared mess of mascara, lipstick and saliva. All her attention was focused on trying to snatch a stray breath of air, while Mercy's wet pussy slapped against her chin and her jaws ached from the monster sliding between them. When Mercy felt her climax impending, she pulled Lois forward, pressing her face against her abdomen, and began cumming down her throat.

A spray of hot liquid burst like a fire hydrant down Lois's throat, quickly rushing down into her stomach. Mercy pressed Lois close for the duration of her orgasm, refusing to let go even as the reporter's eyes begged for relief. With a great effort, Lois managed to keep herself from swallowing more cum, and it began accumulating in her mouth. For the first time during the encounter, Mercy pulled her cock out, the organ still firing smaller loads of seed all over Lois's breasts and abdomen, and quickly covered Lois's mouth with her hand.

With one hand sealing her mouth while the other pinched her nose shut, Lois found herself unable to breath, slowly suffocating, still refusing to swallow the substantial volume of cum in her mouth. Her hands beat weakly against Mercy's arms, but she eventually gave in, cringing as she gulped deeply, swallowing more semen. It actually tasted very good.

Satisfied, Mercy released her hold, and Lois coughed and gasped as she tried to take in as much air as she possibly could. Stroking her cock, Mercy pushed the other woman down for the second round. The only thing Lois could manage was a hoarse "Please-" before Mercy forced her onto her stomach, hoisted her skirt up, ripped her panties away and shoved her pulsing cock deep into Lois's asshole.

Lois screamed at the rough penetration, the sharp pain feeling like a knife had been thrust up her backside. Her butt was tight and toned, something Mercy was remedying as she sawed in and out of Lois's rectum, forcing her ass to make space for the huge invader. Lois's buttocks grew red from Mercy furiously smacking her hips against them, and the reporter sobbed desperately as she tried to appeal to her rapist.

"I won't talk!" Lois cried, "Please, I swear I won't -"

Mercy cut her off by forcing her head down against the passenger compartment's floor. Lois wasn't going to graduate before she'd received the entire syllabus. Besides, it had been a long time since she'd enjoyed the feel of her woman's ass, and she wasn't going to stop now. She could feel the ring of flesh around Lois's asshole bend and stretch around her cock, and the excitement of the moment proved too much for her. The next sensation Lois felt was the warmth of gushing semen blasting into her bowels.

Limp and exhausted, Lois offered no struggle when Mercy flipped her onto her back for the final lesson. Spreading her legs and pressing her body against hers, Mercy's eyes bored into Lois's own, forcing the reporter to stay aware of her reality as she felt her pussy lips part to make way for the thick rod penetrating her womanhood. A soft gasp of pleasure reluctantly escaped her lips, and Mercy's smirking face made her burn with shame. This shame was a weapon that could be used to devastating effect, and Mercy knew it, maintaining a gentle rhythm as she entered Lois, moving further inside her at a torturously slow pace, letting the tip of her cock make contact with the cervix before withdrawing to half-depth and repeating the process again and again. A single tear trickled down Lois's cheek as she felt her pussy grow wet and her nipples harden, her body betraying her for Mercy's touch. Mercy whip the tear away with her thumb. The fullness Lois felt when Mercy was deep inside her was unbearable, and as her lubricated pussy made the process smoother and more pleasurable, her despair grew...until she was forced over the edge, her body shaking in the throes of an orgasm while she wailed softly. The feel of Lois's vagina convulsing around her cock spurred Mercy to her third orgasm of the night, her hips jerking as she filled Lois's womb with yet another thick load. It was then that Lois Lane broke and Mercy saw it in her eyes. Mercy felt guilty for doing it but knew she had to.

Lois didn't expect suddenly for Mercy to gently grip her face and then kissed her lovingly. But Lois didn't resist and returned the kiss. Her eyes were closed so she didn't see Mercy place a object on Lois neck. When it sank into the reporters neck she started glowing as her memories from two other earths filled her. Of her beloved daughter from Darkseid and her wife Mercy.

Mercy pulled away from the kiss and saw that Lois Lane was hers. Her mind being filled with the memories of Mercy's Lois and what they shared. The Lois Lane of this world was gone and will never returned.

"Forgive me for the rough treatment my love." Begged Mercy. Lois smiled and wrap her arms and legs around Mercy pulling her closer. "It seems we are destined to me in a limo and when I'm about to blow the whistle and you shutting me up." Lois smiled. "Yah but last time I seduce you, not rape you..." Said Mercy looking away. But Lois whispered into Mercy's ear. "I actually loved it." Mercy look at her surprise.

"It was scary as the other Lois saw it but now I'm wondering why we didn't do that as a fantasy." Mercy smiled as did Lois. "Now where's our daughter?" Asked Lois. Mercy chuckled and getting off Lois grabbed her some fresh new clothes. "She's waiting."

A few minutes later Lois in new clothes was standing in front of a grey skin woman that under her cloak revealing a bunch of objects. One look like Batman utility belt, another Superman red cape, two lantern rings were on her right hand and what look like Wonder Woman lasso which the woman pulled a strand out and wrap around her forearm and pulled it tight. The lasso began to glow. (Grail with the Justice League gear but no Omega symbol on her belt.)

The woman gazed at Lois with her red eyes worried that Lois wouldn't except her. "Hello, My name is Grail Lane. Daughter of Lois and-..."

But Lois silence Grail by pulled her daughter to her. "My Little Star." Tears began to fall from both Lois and Grail's eyes as they cried. "Mamma..." choked Grail. Lois held her little close. She may not have been the Lois that raised Grail or married Mercy. But she was going be the best she can be for them in the new world.