Chapter 17 by Zeebop

Can Blaze keep up the deception, or does Lois get suspicious?

Blaze Keeps Up The Deception

There was a bottle of Johnny Walker Black Label. Lois Lane grabbed it by the neck and tilted her head back. She was sitting in Angelica Blaze's lap, feeling that great crimson beast between her legs throb against her pussy, whisky burning a line down her throat...but even in the midst of getting truly, royally smashed, the reporter couldn't stop thinking.

Lois put the bottle down and licked her lips. She could feel the **** working its way through her already, a palpable heat on her face. Bit her lip as she gyrated her hips, rubbing her pussy against that hard cock. It was so thick...

"Have...have you asked Superman...if he can find your people? 'Cause like, he's supposed to be the last Kryptonian, but there's like...Supergirl...and Superboy...an' the bottle city of Kandor...an' the Phantom Zone criminals...an' an'...like ALL the Daxamites are like, Kryptonian cousins or something..."

The "alien" blinked. Her hands moved to the reporter's back, to keep her from tipping off. She needed to slide Lois back onto her dick, somehow.

"No doubt I'll ask him in the future," the scarlet succubus lied. "But that doesn't mean we can't continue to preserve my species right now...just the two of us..."

"An' that's another thing!" Lois said. She lurched forward until her forehead rested against Blaze's horns, staring deeply into those pure white eyes. "You should...you should start up like a sperm bank or somethin'. We can get it...get it on social media. Bitch...bitches be linin' up to have your babies! None of this...one-on-one shit, y'know? 's like...even if I get pregnant every year for the rest of my life, we're not...not repopulatin' a whole species, right?"

Blaze frowned. This extraterrestrial ruse proving difficult to keep up.

"Unlessh," Lois slurred, her voice getting soft and husky, lips drawing down close to Blaze's mouth. "Izzz...shome kind of cultural thing? Like...like your shpeshiesh matesh for life?"

The demon's hands slid down to the drunken reporter's ass.

"Yes. Very good. You understand," Blaze said. She lifted the unresisting reporter's ass up. "Now...get that beautiful cunt on my cock so I can knock you up."