Curious

Lois Lane licked her lips. There was a tight knot of excitement in her belly, and it was more than the hot spunk that flooded her bowels or that sensation of the stiff cock that slowly softened in her ass, but which was still hard enough to plug it up. The reporter's hands held the edges of the sink as she felt the familiar excitement that came whenever she encountered something weird and new.

"Curious," the reporter admitted. "Is that...the real you? Can I see it again?"

Angelica Blaze raised an eyebrow. She lowered her hand from the back of Lois Lane's head, and as Lois turned her neck, the image faded like a heat-haze above a stretch of black desert highway in summer. It may have been the reporter's imagination, but the demon felt warmer, with her horns and scarlet skin available. Blaze stared at Lois with wide eyes, pure white as Lois had thought, without pupil or iris. Just holes bored in her skull that seemed gateways to some infinite white space.

"You...come around here often?" Lois said with her best disarming smile. Blaze's lips twitched.

"This has been my feeding ground of late. I marked you when you came in. Followed you here to...take advantage of your slightly **** state."

Lois snorted. "I wasn't that drunk. But...you've done this with other women? I came here to find some women that had gone missing. Did you feed on them? What do you feed on, anyhow?"

"Humans release psychic energy at a particular frequency when engaging in sexual acts, which succubi can draw on to sustain ourselves in this realm. A climax or two is sufficient to keep our material form for a day or so, but extra..." Blaze blinked, and shook her head, not sure how she had been drawn into this technical discussion. "The women are not harmed. I do not take that much psychic energy. No more than I took from you. A night's sleep and you will be restored."

Lois chewed on that. "Okay, but do you recognize these women?"

The reporter pulled herself off of Blaze's cock. Her asshole instinctively squeeze tight to hold the demonic dickgirl's load as she bent down to fish her smartphone out of a pocket. The scarlet succubus stared at the images of the missing women that Lois had taken from social media.