End: Care Bear Stare

Beneath the demon's hand, the seal glowed brighter. The pink light spilled out from between her fingers, and a look of consternation crossed the demon's face. Lois Lane felt her pulse seem to slow to a stop...she could see everything so clearly. The light spilling between Blaze's fingers. The outline of the seal on her belly. The stuffed fullness of her pussy.

A sudden, ironic image came to Lois Lane's mind. A cartoon, utterly ridiculous, yet somehow fitting looking at the obscene occult sigil engraved on her stomach. Her now pregnant stomach, she knew with dread certainty.

"Care bear stare," she whispered.

A pink glare overwhelmed her vision. She saw...though she could not say how...a neon pink laser burst from the sigil, catching the demon in the abdomen. The **** of the blast ripped the demon's dick out of Lois Lane's pussy, and sent the Blaze flying, to crash into the wall.

Time resumed its normal flow. Lois rubbed her stomach as the glowing sigil faded. Something was different now. She felt...empty...

"What...how..." Blaze held her head, bleeding from a cut in her scalp. For a moment, just a moment, Lois saw the pink image of the demon seal flare on her scarlet abdomen, then fade.

Lois walked over to her. She tsk'd over the cut in her lover's head.

"Can you manage a detect pregnancy spell?"

The demon groaned. "This isn't like Dungeons & Dragons. But yes."

She held a hand to the reporter's stomach and made a curious sign. Nothing happened. Blaze frowned.

"That's...you were impregnated a moment ago, I'm sure of it. The seal should have guaranteed..."

"Try it on yourself," Lois said, her pulse quickening.

Blaze's eyes went wide, she looked down at herself, repeated the gesture...and a small pink glow came from within, shining through the scarlet skin.

"How..." she asked.

"I don't know, exactly," Lois said. But her mind was already working. "The demon seal...it can ensure conception as long as I want to be pregnant, correct? If the conditions are correct?"

"Yes, as long as there is any viable sperm in your snatch, it can **** ovulation, accelerate conception..." The demon raised a finger to the cut, wincing as the tip sparked, black lightning zapping out into the cut, which began to close and heal.

Lois Lane stood up and held her stomach. She still had a cuntful of Blaze's virile sperm.

"I do want to be pregnant," she whispered. On her stomach, the demon seal glowed pink once more. Somehow, Lois felt..."full" again.

"I think," the pregnant woman said, staring down at the charged demon seal. "That you gave me a little too much of your power. It doesn't just guarantee fertility for me...it means I can guarantee fertility for anyone."

She laughed, the giddy titter turning into a maniacal cackle. "I could be a hero...helping the infertile! Punishing the wicked with motherhood!"

Blaze looked at the naked, pregnant woman with the demon seal glowing on her belly like a demented, obscene Care Bear.

"Are you okay?" The dickgirl asked, genuine concern in her voice.

"I am more than okay," Lois said. She struck a pose, thrusting her hips forward as though trying to make her stomach look bigger. "I am...Breeder Bear!"

Blaze had no answer to this. Perhaps the stress of the evening, the impregnation play, and the demon's magic had snapped the reporter's mind. Perhaps, in time, Lois Lane's sanity would return. For now, Metropolis was about to encounter its newest superhuman...though whether as hero or villain remained to be seen.