End: Deadman Fists Blaze's Ass To Victory

Lois Lane knew nothing of the complex occult biology of demons. She did not know how Blaze could be a spirit and also flesh, how the demon could have male and female genitals, how the demon's power was expressed and distilled down into its seed. Or how the stimulation of a woman's hand, guided by the ghost of Deadman, could find that organ where the conversion between spirit and flesh took place and stimulate it.

All she knew is that she felt Blaze's cock swell and throb within her until she thought the stiff truncheon would break her ass. Lois cried out as the demon's muscles involuntarily flexed and lifted the bound reporter up using only the strength of her dick. Her muffled scream filled the room as Deadman pressed against that infernal prostate hard...and **** open a gate which Blaze had striven to open only when she wanted to, in limited quantities, to charge her living batteries as part of her plan to stay on this plane forever.

Now, the inner gates were **** open...the demonic prostate stimulated, and Lois Lane's eyes spread wide as a torrent of Satanic cum sprayed into her colon.

"Aaaargh!" Blaze screamed, her mind momentarily blank and unable to resist as her power shot out of her cock into Lois Lane's ass in a single stream of darkness. Her prick stabbed deep, and Lois Lane screamed too as the head of that cock plugged itself deep into her guts and the burning spunk blasted her bowels. It felt like a hot enema, the pressure incredible and building all the time, and Lois Lane thought any moment her body would reject the incoming filth, that it would explode out of her ass in an eruption of foulness...

...and instead, she felt her poor belly begin to bloat as Deadman worked their hand steadily inside Blaze's ass, milking the inhuman prostate, forcing the demon to cum far beyond her own limits. The cloth that bound the reporter's form grew taut and tight around her midsection as her abdomen began to distend, and nausea and pain racked the reporter as she sat helplessly skewered on the geyser of cum that pumped a steady stream of potent jizz into her guts.

Around her, Blaze's other acolytes wavered...as the demon's power fled her form, her hold on their minds wavered. One by one they dropped the cloth and left. Outside, the club was already in confusion, the minds touched by Blaze's influence shook free, the customers fled the confusion...and in that room where Blaze had hoped to turn Lois into a mere battery, the reporter's hungry ass was sucking her dry.

Already, her belly bulged, taut and full of cum. Lois felt hot and queasy as she fought her way out of the cloth that wrapped her...and unseen behind her, the demon's own form shriveled and shrank. Only Deadman, still working his fist in the deflated ass kept her upright...and at last, as Lois Lane gripped her distended abdomen in agony and her belly button gently popped from an innie to an outie, the demon lost the power to maintain her physical form...

...and Lois collapsed into the arms of the woman possessed by Deadman.

"G-great Caesar's ghost..." Lois Lane groaned as she clutched her cum-swollen stomach. "Please...the bathroom...I..."

"...need to hold it, at least for a little while," Deadman said. "Just until Zatanna and the other magicians get here. Don't worry, your body will absorb the cum...you can do this."

"I can't!" Lois insisted. "I'm about to explode! I can't hold it another minute."

The reporter stiffened as she felt something hard and wet press against her dripping asshole. It was Deadman's hand.

"Don't worry," Deadman said. "I'll help plug you up."

For the second time that night, Lois Lane felt an unwanted visitor at her back door...and for the second time she found herself gritting her teeth and relaxing, letting the hand and wrist of the possessed woman slide up her well-fucked ass until the forearm plugged her poor abused hole.

Lois Lane wondered then at the choices she had made during her night out...the ones that had left her to twice get her asshole plugged, that left her cradling a swollen stomach full of jizz like an expectant mother. She groaned softly and closed her eyes...and wondered if it could have gone any differently.