End: Blaze Satisfies Lois Lane's Cavernous Cunt As Only She Can

The demon drew herself into a seated position, and the world shifted around Lois Lane. Shadows merged and shifted, and there was a dizzying sense of movement, yet staying still; like one of those old video arcade driving games. When the shifting stopped, the Daily Planet's greatest reporter found herself resting on Blaze's thighs, the hard cock pressed against her belly, her ass resting on testicles that felt as big as cannonballs.

Blaze was seated now on a throne of dark glass, in an empty stone chamber like the inside of an Egyptian tomb, lit only by a pair of braziers.

"All alone," the scarlet succubus whispered, as she rubbed her hands up the naked reporter's thighs. "And you want it, don't you sweetmeat? You need it. I can feel it."

Lois Lane said nothing...but in truth, she could feel her cavernous cunt throb in anticipation, in need. Like an itch she couldn't scratch. Her hips shifted, trying to get comfortable, but that only made the sensation worse as the great swollen nub of her clit rubbed against the underside of Blaze's monstrous cock.

"My cock is the only key to your lock," Blaze said, as she moved her hands to cup the reporter's ass. Lois could not bring herself to resist as the demon raised Lois up until the swollen head of that great prick was pressed against her clit. Another inch, and Lois knew she would sink down on it...that the whole, massive length of it would fill her...and the reporter's heart thundered against her breast bone as she waited for that to happen.

"No one else can satisfy you now. No toy, no mortal man. Not even a Superman," Blaze spat the last word. In the flickering light of the brazier's Blaze's smile was terrible and triumphant. Her eyes glowed from within. "But I'll give you a choice. Lower yourself onto me, and I will show you pleasures no woman has ever experienced. Or crawl off my lap...and know you will never be sated ever again!"

Lois wavered. Her unnaturally transformed cunny pressed hard against the monstrous cock. The reporter could actually feel the beat of the demon's heart...smell the thick precum oozing from the tip...and her whole body tensed with the strain of an internal struggle. She had many reasons to just climb off that lap...to flee the demon. A part of her said that the Justice League could fix her pussy, that Superman could still find some way to satisfy her, that she was a grown woman and wouldn't be ruled by her needy cunt...

...but the reporter's body felt so utterly hollow, and Blaze had done her work well. A tear ran down Lois Lane's cheek as her lower body pushed forward, her quim engulfing the head of that cock, so incredibly thick and stiff, as if it had been made for it. Which was true.

Blaze helped ease Lois Lane down onto her cock. Every bump, every vein, seemed to fit into some groove in the reporter's cunt. A low, animal mewl burst from Lois Lane's mouth before she was halfway down...and when her ass finally pressed against those balls again, Blaze began to move. Holding onto the reporter's hips, Blaze stood up...and the reporter dangled, flopping loosely for a moment, groaning as the stiff prick seemed to hold her entire body weight.

The demonic dickgirl bent her knees and began to pull Lois Lane on and off of her dick...just a few inches at a time. Enjoying the reporter flopping like a marionette. The unrestrained moans that echoed in her throne room. The wet slap-slap-slap of her balls slamming into the reporter's ass. Until Lois Lane regained some feeble control of herself and raised her upper body and wrapped her arms around Blaze's neck. Holding on for dear life as the demon grew more aggressive, drawing more and more of the cock out with each thrust, pushing it back in with more power...and Lois Lane's pussy took it.

Little did Lois grasp, right then, the full extant of the changes that Blaze had made to her body. How she could have slipped a jackhammer past her gaping cunt lips and let it pound against her cervix without injury. The new muscles which couldn't fully close her massive labia, but could crush a human hand to pulp if it pushed deep enough. How a normal human penis was too small for her to even feel, but an arm-sized demonic monstrosity like Blaze's had her howling, screaming, tears streaming down her face in sheer joy as she begged her demon lover to fuck her harder, split her in two, unleashing a steaming gusher deep in her cunt...

...and when Blaze did, pressing her lips against the shocked reporter's at the same moment an unholy burst of semen hosed down the entrance to the reporter's womb, those superhuman cunt-muscles squeezed tight along the demon's shaft, trapping the Satanic semen by her cervix, not letting a single drop go. Lois Lane's abdomen bulged like the tip of a condom as the elastic end of her monstrous pussy expanded to hold the demon's ejaculation...and the reporter lost all control, hanging off of Blaze's dick, eyes rolled up in her head as the demon hugged her new cockwarmer against her body.

From now on, Lois Lane's life would be divided into two periods...before her night out, and after. Before, she was the Daily Planet's greatest reporter. After, Lois Lane was Blaze's greatest cumbucket...and the demon would see to it that the monstrous cunt would never entirely be free of her jizz.