End: Angrily

Anger flared through the scarlet succubus. Black lightning arced between her horns, forming a dark halo about her head. The crimson skin darkened as the muscles on her naked body began to swell. As Blaze's cock began to thicken, it **** the reporter's teeth apart.

For a creature whose principal sins were pride and lust, Blaze felt a tremendous amount of wrath.

"I don't have to put up with this shit," Blaze growled, as she clapped her hands on the reporter's head. "I'm a fucking demon!"

The demon drew back her hips in a single harsh movement. The glans of her cock, now hard as bone, popped out of Lois Lane's mouth—and took the reporter's front teeth with it. Pain and disbelief ran through the reporter at this sudden and unexpected violation. A part of herself permanently gone.

Then the demon pushed her dick back in, and Lois screamed around the dick as it ran over her bleeding gums and dislodged fragments of broken teeth.

Lois Lane couldn't see the aura of dark electricity that limned the scarlet hands. But she could feel as Blaze's magic loosened her teeth. Could cry hot tears as with every violent thrust, the reporter spit teeth. Until in a few moments, Blaze's ballsack smacked the reporter on the chin and the demonic dickgirl could fuck the reporter's face without any obstruction at all.

As Blaze's cock pumped the now soft and gaping mouth-hole, her momentary rage faded. The darkness in her skin faded to a brighter, more familiar red. Her muscles returned to their lean sparseness. Only her cock remained thicker and heavier than normal, the better to make the reporter gasp for air every time the swollen glans cleared Lois Lane's throat.

Each thrust now had a languid, relaxed feel. Blaze's buttocks bounced as she fucked Lois Lane's face as though it was her own private sex toy. A long red tongue lolled out of her mouth as the wet smacks of balls on chin filled the bathroom.

Even though Lois knew it was coming, she wasn't prepared when Blaze bottomed out. When that swollen head pushed further down the reporter's esophagus than she thought possible. When it swelled and throbbed, the heat of it radiating through her throat...and the reporter's stomach gurgled as liquid corruption was pumped straight into her stomach.

"Aaaaah," Blaze said, with a noise of supreme relief and satisfaction. "I should have knocked all your fucking teeth out to start with, you absolutely cocksucking cunt."

Lois Lane couldn't even mumble her defiance. There was too much cock in her mouth, and the demon's magic was already healing her empty gums. Her stomach burned where the Satanic semen swam around, looking for an egg to impregnate that wasn't there.

"Of course, now I have to decide what to do with you," Blaze thought out loud. "I was just going to have my fun and set you free. I could still do that. Let you enjoy a nice life wearing dentures and dreaming of my dick. Or..."

Blaze shifted her grip on Lois Lane's head. Dark power poured through the fingertips. Against that power, muscle and bone warped and shifted. Lois couldn't scream as the black latex later around her shrank and crushed, her now elastic body warping against the sudden pressure. Until Lois Lane could no longer feel her limbs. Could feel almost nothing as she was compressed, tighter and tighter...until Blaze was left holding a black fleshlight with a woman's toothless mouth at one end.

The demon pulled her new toy off her cock with a wet schlorrrp. Black jizz leaked from the gaping mouth, whose soft lips flagellated wildly.

"Wha...wha' happen' 'oo me?" Lois Lane struggled to form words as the shape of her mouth was ordered, her tongue suddenly too long, lips too plump, vocal chords phlegmy with jizz.

"I've made you into something useful, Lois Lane," Blaze said, pleased that she had left the reporter her ears. "You're going to be my personal stress-reliever. Every time Superman foils one of my plans, I'm going to fuck your face, hard and long."

"No," Lois moaned. "No, no, dis canna...cannae happen'g..."

Except it was. For this was how Lois Lane's night out ended. Trapped in the form of a demon's sex toy, a toothless, helpless hole for Blaze's spunk. If Lois had made other choices, then perhaps things might have turned out differently...and the Daily Planet's Greatest Sex Toy would have a long time to think about those choices as Blaze stretched out her throat from here on.