"Hungry For Your Cock"

The words came out of the reporter's mouth before she could even think. Immediately, Lois flushed, clapped her hands over her face...but Blaze's little half-smiled grew wider, as she stood up and set the tray with its empty dishes aside, and whisked the apron off of her body.

"Something I should have told you about demon pregnancies: it's very demanding on the body. They need so much room to grow, after all. Consequently, demon mothers find their appetites increase...substantially. All of their appetites. Think of it like mood swings or pregnancy cravings, except you'll lurch from gluttony to wrath, envy to lust..."

Angelica Blaze let her fingers gently circle the reporter's wrists. The reporter barely struggled as the dickgirl pried the hands away from her mouth...and Lois stared down at that one-eyed monster, and realized she was already drooling. Her stomach felt uncomfortably full, yet the smell of that cock cut through the air between them like a knife. It was intoxicating...like burying her face in a bin of used jizz rags...and the pregnant reporter found herself gulping air as she leaned forward.

The dickgirl simply held the reporter's hands up as the reporter got on her knees on the bed, kneeling before the cock that had knocked her up. Her small pink tongue ran around the taut purple head, and when Lois Lane could take it no longer she took it into her mouth.

Lois Lane had never sucked a cock so eagerly. Had never needed to suck a cock so badly in her entire life. It was inexplicable, alien, yet instinctive. She could feel that hard, hot meat in her throat as the balls pressed against her chin, barely able to breathe as she choked on the dick, drool dripping down Blaze's balls. The massive breakfast roiled in her stomach, but there was more to it than that...Lois swore she could actually feel her stomach start to swell as the hot cream spurted deep down the reporter's gullet.

"The more you feed these appetites, the bigger and faster they'll grow," Blaze said. "I know until last night you've been a good girl, Lois. But to be a proper demon mother...to see our spawn grow big and strong...well, I'm going to have to help you to be a bad girl."

Her words were like honeyed knives stabbing into the reporter's heart, as Lois felt the cock begin to soften...and then she could feel a new emotion, a new need well up inside of her...so fast and sudden she couldn't control it...