Another Worm

At first, Lois thought it was Blaze's tongue, sliding deep inside of her pussy. But this was too big, and the movement was wrong. The reporter stared down at the demon's mouth clamped to her crotch, a strangely familiar burning sensation beginning inside her birth canal as the wriggling mass moved deeper inside of her.

"No!" Lois gasped. "Not again!"

Her hands latched onto the demon's head, nails like claws as she tried to tear and scratch at the flesh, but unable to leave a mark on the crimson skin. The pure white eyes stared at Lois in terrible amusement as the infernal worm worked its way deeper into her pussy, a dull burning pain spreading through her entire abdomen...just like before. Except this time, there was a far shorter path...and a prize at the end.

Pain and fear sliced through Lois as she felt the creeping pain reach her cervix.

"Please," the reporter begged. "Don't...don't eat my womb."

Blaze released the reporter's crotch. Black slime covered Lois Lane's pussy, and the demon's smile dripped with the strange venom. Triumph burned in the demon's eyes.

"Not to worry, dear. Your womb is fine. Better than before, in fact." The demon pressed a hand against the reporter's slimy pussy. "Like your ass, now your pussy can take much more punishment."

Lois Lane grunted as the demon punched her hand forward, burying her fist into the reporter's snatch up to the wrist. There was no warm-up, no sense of tightness or resistance...just the fist, moving into her distended pussy as easily as a hand slipping in a baseball mitt.

With growing disbelief, Lois felt the demon push her arm in further, until the outline of her closed fist was distending the flesh of her abdomen around her belly-button—and Lois felt no pain or discomfort at all. In fact, it felt...weirdly good, her pussy stretched taut around the demon's forearm, impossibly wide.

"I'm a freak..." Lois said, when she found her voice again.

"No, darling," Blaze said, her smile widening. "You're perfect. I have such sights to show you...such cocks to shove into your holes...you will experience penetrations that no human woman can survive."

The eyes began to glow, and the reporter felt sick fear pool inside of her as she saw the expression on Blaze's face. There was nothing human about it, now. The demon was fixated on some unseen future point, some vision or fantasy slowly being made reality.

"But first..." The demon slurred, and carefully withdrew her hand from the reporter's cunt. The elastic hole resumed its familiar shape as though it had never been stretched at all. "...let's give your new hole a test-fuck, shall we?"