Dry Those Tears, Dip That Wick

"So...you're completely powerless?" Lois said, patting the now-human dickgirl on the back.

"Yeah..."

Lois Lane's hands patted lower. "No money at all?"

"Nothing. I'd just conjure whatever I needed."

The reporter's hands grabbed Angelica's ass. Firm.

"Well I think you have one asset to work with," the reporter said. "How do you feel about applying for a job?"

Blaze lifted her head, sniffling. Obviously, all the human emotions were getting to her. "What? How?"

"You can use my slot," Lois grinned...and Angelica Blaze finally got the hint.

"Oh!" She blinked, and felt her stiffening prick rise between the reporter's thighs as Lois hugged her close. "Um...what do I have to do?"

"Well...for starters..." Lois tugged on the dickgirl's ass, pulling her toward the ground. "I think that my pregnancy hormones are making me a little sex-crazy. So you have to use your cock and tongue to make me feel good, whenever I want it."

The former demon lay on the floor, holding her cock so that Lois could slide it into place.

"I can do that," Blaze said.

"And you'll have to help out around the place. Dishes...laundry...clean the bathroom...dust...can you cook?"

"I can burn a roast?" Angie said, as her hips rose.

"Hmm. Well, we'll work on that." Lois mused as her hands moved to play with the dickgirl's tits. "But I suppose if you pamper my pussy sufficiently and help out around the place, I can let you stay with me."

Angelica's hands grabbed the reporter's ass. "I suppose I don't have any choice but to accept your generosity...at least until I find some way to regain my power."

Lois pinched a nipple. "No villainy. Ironclad rule. I don't care how pregnant I am, I will toss your cute little ass out on the street."

The former demon's eyes softened. "You think my ass is cute?"

The reporter grinned. "Bitch, you're adorable."

There were no more words, no more repartee for a time. Both of them got seriously into the business of fucking. Strangers though they might yet be to one another, they had begun to familiarize themselves with each other's bodies, and their hands grasped and massaged, squeezed and stroked easily, both exploring and drawing each other up to new heights. Lois saw for the first time the blush burning on Blaze's cheeks, the way her chest rose and fell as she panted beneath Lois, the hips rising and falling with eager need.

Briefly, Lois considered making her pull out...but why not let her cum inside? The damage was already done.

Maybe I can make her clean it out later, the reporter thought, as her pulse quickened and her cunt squeezed down on the dick inside of her.