End: As Much As She Can

Lois Lane's tongue pressed down on the floor of the demon's urethra. Her hands gently squeezed the warm testicles, the scrotum so big that each one filled the palm of her hand. From somewhere deep in her chest, the scarlet succubus groaned...and the cum came forth, so thick and hot it was like boiling molasses that scalded the reporter's tongue and burned the roof of her mouth.

The reporter swallowed. Hot, heavy, sticky goo burned her throat and threatened to clog her airways. It hit her stomach like hot tar, the heat already spreading out from her mouth so that sweat burst out on the reporter's face and forehead. She swallowed mechanically, even though her body strained to contain the demonic splooge that flowed forth. She couldn't even taste it with her burned tongue, but she could feel it, and smell the rancid sweat that wafted from Blaze's balls.

"Oh, yes. You nasty, eager little cocksucker. Swallow it all! Perhaps after I'm done here I'll do you the honor of impregnating you first."

A part of Lois wanted to try and crush the demon's balls...but right now her face was welded to the scarlet schlong, her cheeks hollowed as she put all her might into sucking the dick harder. She wanted every drop inside of her body...because out of the corner of her eye, the reporter could see what Blaze could not.

The obsidian gags and chains that bound the heroines on the desk were fading.

It was slight, but obvious to Lois. The once midnight-black shackles and links now looked glassy, almost transparent in places. The reporter pushed her face forward, until the soft spines were pricking at the inside of her lips. Her right hand wandered up under the heavy sack so that her fingers could poke at the demon's taint, searching for the hard nut of Blaze's prostate. Her left hand stroked the shaft, from the base forward then back again, to try and extract ever single sperm from that demonic dick.

Because more than sperm was sitting in the reporter's overstuffed stomach right now. It was power. She could feel it move through her limbs, like an electric crackle. It was different from when she had sucked away Circe's youth along with her pussy juice, or blowing those men in the bathroom. Blaze's power was like a weight settling in her soul, struggling for expression. Lois could almost feel it churn through her body...lingering in her thighs, her breasts, her ass...and wherever it touched, it felt like it clung there, or maybe left something of itself behind.

As her tongue scooped the last of the cooling jizz out of Blaze's distended urethra, the reporter's skin suddenly felt too tight. She couldn't see what changes becoming the devil's cum dump had done to her, but she could see the women stir...

"Damn, that was a good one," Blaze sighed. "But that's enough now, cockslave. I need to impregnate my bitches now..."

The reporter's teeth sank down, just past the glans. Not hard enough to injure the superhumanly tough skin, but with the determination to not let the cock go. Blaze hissed.

"Unclamp your jaw, you little slut," Blaze warned. "Or I'll break your jaw and throat-fuck you. Unless that's what you want?"

The demon's hands seized on Lois Lane's skull, and a terrible pressure filled the reporter's head. She knew that Blaze, even in a slightly weakened state, could easily fulfill that promise. Desperately, Lois tongue-fucked the demon's urethra. She had to buy a little more time...

There was a tinkle, as of breaking glass. A woman's voice said, loudly and distinctly:

".tuo sllab rouy muc, ezalB"

Immediately, the cock shook, swelled...and rich, hot cream flooded into the reporter's mouth again. Less hot, but a heavier flow than before, and for a moment Lois struggled to swallow it all, afraid to **** even for a moment because then she would drown to **** in succubus spunk.

Blaze groaned...and then screamed. Lois swore she felt the sack actually grow lighter as the testicles shrank. The demon's knees shook, and then buckled. Lois sank down along with the scarlet cock, drinking the dark jizz down as the demon moaned in pain.

There were other tinkles of broken glass. The women from the desk rose up, their bonds broken. There was blood on Zatanna's lips, and Raven's eyes were glowing red. From behind her, Lois heard Batgirl stagger in.

"So...can demon-bitch here survive being thrown into the sun?" Power Girl asked.

Raven ignored her. Lois couldn't see what the goth witch did, but she felt Blaze stiffen...and then Batgirl was pulling Lois Lane off, and the reporter, a few black strands of Blaze's cum dripping from her lips, got a front-row seat for what happened next.

"Azarath...Metrion...Zinthos!"

There was a series of pops as Blaze's spine cracked. Her body folded in half, the demon's mouth swallowing her own dick to the base in a single lurch. Lois could actually see the fat length of the red schlong distend Blaze's throat.

More pops and cracks followed. The scarlet succubus's limbs folded in on each other, bones breaking and twisting in unnatural ways. The reporter's stomach lurched the thing that was Blaze was squeezed together like some elaborate puzzle box. As though a giant were carefully folding her into a cube of crimson flesh. The skin was never broken, there was no blood. Just the gruesome snap as the skull gave way, the quiver and moan as the face was crushed by the enfolding limbs.

By the time it was done, what was left of Blaze was a solid red cube, about six inches square. Perfectly smooth, without even a single black hair showing.

".nus eht ot latroP"

Zatanna held her hands apart, and a glowing circle of light shown between her fingers. Dry heat roared out of it, like a blast surface. Power Girl grabbed the cube and tossed it inside. The sorceress lowered her hands...and it was done.

"Okay," Batgirl said. She hugged her ribs, and seemed to be favoring that side. "What now?"

"I propose," Lois gargled, coughed, and swallowed. "We all get dressed, have a few drinks, and agree to never talk about this night ever again."

On that, there was a general chorus of agreement.

As for what happened to Circe, forgotten in that final battle with Blaze...or to Lois Lane, and her newfound power...well, that is another story.