A Tit-Demon

"A...a what?" Lois gasped.

Her chest felt tight. Nipples hard, straining against her bra, the weird thing thrashing inside the reporter's stomach. A heat was building up inside of her, not like a fever but an actual fire growing inside her heart, radiating out...her breath steamed and smoked, and she tasted ash on her tongue.

"A tit demon," Blaze drew close, hands sliding under Lois Lane's shirt. The demon lifted it gently, and Lois' arms felt too heavy to stop her. "The lowest order of succubus. The jizz-collectors who feed on mortal men and bring it back to their betters..."

The crimson demon flipped the shirt over Lois' breasts, hands clutching her tits through the thin black bra. The reporter wanted to scream, but what came out was a ****, horny mewl...just having her breasts crushed between Blaze's fingers was more intense than it had ever been.

Snap.

Blaze tossed Lois' broken bra over her shoulder. "Look," she ordered. "Feel."

Lois dropped her gaze...and gasped.

Her breasts had swollen, hanging fat and pendulous from her chest, at least twice as large as they had before...but that wasn't all. The nipples were huge...at least three inches across, covering most of her tits. The transformation from her normally perky breasts had changed her breasts into torpedoes, jutting out proudly...and that wasn't all.

Lois Lane watched as her nipples—hard and erect—began to withdraw into her swollen funbags. Blaze held the breasts up so the reporter could see as well as feel the nips, now each the size of her thumb, slowly withdrew. It wasn't that the breasts were growing and swallowing them, she could feel the movement, as though her nipples were slowly turning inside out...and there were other things happening too, a distinct sense of movement inside her breasts, the heat focused there now, skin red, almost glowing...

In only a minute, both of the nipples had disappeared from view, completely inverted, leaving behind only a pair of very suggestive holes.

"I can't wait to test these out," Blaze ran a scarlet thumb along the sensitive pink rim of the nipple-hole.

"Wha-what do you mean?" Lois asked, finding her voice again for the first time in long minutes. The burning was still there in her chest, but it was fading now, even the skin of her breasts fading back to the normal pale color.