Ask To Be Fucked

"Blaze," Lois Lane felt her voice unfamiliar to her own ears. She didn't know how long it had been since she had actually asked for anything...not since those first few weeks, when requests and pleas had fallen on deaf ears.

"Fuck me," she breathed.

The demon raised an eyebrow.

"Before my water breaks. I've heard that...it can help. Something in the cum..." The words faltered, failed. Lois wasn't sure if what she was saying was true or not. But she did know that one thing. The pregnant woman wanted to be fucked, one last time.

It might be the last time, Lois mused. If I go back after I give birth...like Blaze said...

"Of course, sweetmeat," Blaze leaned down and kissed Lois swollen belly. Things moved within, beneath the surface.

It was weird for Lois to feel them squirm and shift inside of her, these other lives within her body...her stomach, distended and swollen so far that she could barely get her fingertips to meet. The bloated belly was so heavy, like another person entirely. Sometimes Lois felt like little more than a life support system for her gravid gut.

Blaze slid her hand between her lover's thighs. The reporter laid on her side, gently caressing her stomach. Something warm and thick as a fist pressed against her well-used cunt.

"I won't lie," the demon whispered as she pushed forward. "I have enjoyed these last months more than I would have dreamed. You are everything that I knew you could be—"

The pressure growing on Lois' pussy, the lips parting as the swollen head squeezed in. Months ago, Lois would never have imagined taking something so big inside of her...but now it slipped in, her pussy wet and leaking, slipping into her tunnel with a familiar, comfortable girth, spreading her until she was snug and full.

"—so full of life, growing before my eyes, submitting yourself day after day to each new degradation...oh, how I thought of whoring you out to the lords of hell, just to watch you take that final plunge...but no, you are mine, all mine, and not all the pathetic pricks I allowed to warm your hole can change that—"

They were breathing faster now, bodies moving together as Blaze slid in and out, a little deeper each time, and Lois panted, wincing, feeling that Blaze was even thicker than before, pussy aching with the strain. Inside her stomach, the babies were moving, agitated, and a terrible cramp seemed to be growing inside of her pelvis.

"—all for this moment. When the stars are right, when the portal shall open, and all our days and nights of lust will finally bear fruit..." The demon smiled and quoted a line that Lois dimly recognized. "'Women are made to bear, and so are you.'"

There were no more words then. Only the gentle pounding of cock in cunt, as it had been in the beginning, and Lois huffed and panted, squeezed and shook, moving her body as well as she could to meet her lover's thrusts, to feel that cock pound away at her cunt as the long hands groped her belly.

She wanted...she didn't know what she wanted. After all those long nights she almost expected some second **** on ass or clit, a strange prick thrust toward her mouth, hands to grope her breast, tongues to lick and lips to suck and...and all thoughts fled into the weird nightmare that was her stay in hell, the long sensual dream that she knew would haunt her forever at the edge of sleep, in quiet moments, but for now...for now...

Blaze gave a gasp and Lois Lane's pussy felt wet and warm....and then very wet, too wet, a sudden seismic shift inside her, and the demon was pulling out, leaving her pussy gaping and oozing.

"Your waters have broken," the demon knelt by Lois on the bed, excitement **** her voice, grabbing the pregnant woman's left hand. "You're giving birth!"