End: Because I've Searched For You Down Through The Centuries

"Once, long, long ago, in the dawn times...there were two young women, acolytes to the shaman, the voice of the Great Mother. If their lives had followed the course set out for them, they would have mated with the bestial men, born children, grown old swiftly from their labors...but those two, one with her insatiable curiosity and the other with the bright flame of rebellion in her heart, found each others," the demon said.

The teeth in her pussy retracted, and against her will Lois felt her swollen shaft sink deeper into that scarlet pussy.

"The shaman found them one day, tongues and fingers intertwined. An insult against the Great Mother. The curious one was pulled off, to be beaten and **** into submission, for the tribe could not afford to lose two fertile females. Yet the other...the other she cursed and the men and women and even the children groped for stones and threw them, each striking her body, the blood blossoming. Her screams were terrible to behold...and the burning flame of her was damned and sent to hell, where a certain succubus found it and kept it safe. When after long years the succubus seduced a wizard with the name of the gods on his lips, heir of seven thunders, she used that flame and another to quicken her womb...and so I was born, in hell."

The reporter moaned as the demon's venom reached her balls, which began to swell and ache, pressing against that scarlet ass. Inside of Lois Lane, a throbbing need built and built, the demon's inner muscles milking her ****'s inflamed erection.

"Her soul-mate...her other half...lived and died. Her soul was reborn again and again in many bodies, locked in a cycle of reincarnation. All through the long centuries I have known she was out there... sometimes I found her, sometimes she found me...but always there was something between us, some barrier between love and sex. Always her curiosity would draw her to me, like a moth to a flame, and yet always we failed. Now...now!" Blaze grinned, her voice exultant. "After all these thousands of years, I have bridged the gap between us, my love."

"You..." Lois began. She didn't know how to respond to that. The whole thing seemed crazy. Rebirth, reincarnation...Lois didn't believe in any of it. Then again, Lois didn't normally believe in virile human hermaphrodites or demons either, and here she was with a hard dick inside a crimson cunt. The reporter's legs shook, muscles screaming at her. The pressure inside her body felt ready to explode, and Lois could hardly think with the cock buried deep inside of her demon lover.

"Let it out, Lois," Blaze said. "Please. I want it. I've always wanted it. Before, we could never do it, but now...now at last we can come together as we always should have done. Bless me with your seed..."

"Aaaagh!" Lois screamed...and it didn't matter just then whether she believed Blaze or not. It was impossible for her to stop. The cum churning inside of her demanded release...and Lois felt it squirt, pouring out of her, down the length of her extra-swollen shaft, her great inflated balls contracting a groan on her lips that seemed to come from deep within her very soul. Blaze, her eyes burning from within, took it all. It was like cumming into a vacuum cleaner, the demon's womb sucking the semen from the reporter's prick, the cervix a gaping maw that pulled the cum from Lois and dragged her dick just a little bit deeper.

Until utterly spent, Lois collapsed atop her demon lover, unable even to drag her dick out of the plump pussy. The reporter's head dropped down toward Blaze's face, forehead resting against the succubus' horns...and as the reporter's eyes drooped, the last thing she saw was Blaze's smile.

"Now that I have you, Lois Lane, I will not let you go. Not now, not for a thousand lifetimes..."

Which is how Lois Lane's night out ended—balls deep inside the demon, her semen soaking into Blaze's womb, utterly at the mercy of the scarlet succubus who had declared herself the reporter's soulmate. Lois did not know if that was true—if this whole crazy night out was only the final act in a courtship that had lasted lifetime after lifetime—but as sleep closed in on her, Lois knew it mattered little. Blaze had what she wanted...and Lois Lane had given it to her, good and hard.