End: Help Blaze Impregnate Herself

"The spell is powered by desire. You can't leave until five women are pregnant, right? But I don't want to get knocked up. But there's another pussy here: yours. The river of cum, all these ladies eating pussy, the way you've drawn me here...your subconscious has been using your power to **** you into this scenario. Your infernal biological clock is ticking. You don't want to knock me up, Blaze. This is all about you getting knocked up! So, let's help you with that."

Lois Lane laid out her twisted logic. On the surface, it didn't make a lot of sense...but then, neither did rivers of sperm and mysterious caverns of women who were more pregnant than they should be. While the reporter didn't know much about magic, she knew a fair amount of practical psychology, and it made sense to her that whatever this spell was, it was maneuvering Blaze into this scenario.

The demon blinked her pure white eyes.

"Me? Pregnant? But I can't...I mean..." The demon seemed taken aback.

"You have a pussy, don't you?" Lois said. "Beneath those big bitchbreeder balls?"

"I...I do..." Blaze sounded less sure of herself. Lois grinned.

"So it's just a matter of getting your cock to your cunt! That shouldn't be too difficult, with your powers, right?"

The demon frowned. Her feet shifted on the sands. The pregnant women kept their distance, wary of Lois but watching what was going on rather than interfering.

"I...guess I could..." Blaze said. She looked uncomfortable. "I'll need...a little help."

Lois grinned. "We've got nothing but time on our hands."

Which is how the demon found herself on the sand, a pregnant woman gripping each limb, as Lois held the crimson cock in both hands. The reporter did not look happy. The dick was very stiff. She tried to bend it forward, but the flesh was ****... the hot cock dipped forward, the purple head pointed at the reporter's face, but it wasn't going to make the C-curve it needed.

Then the demon said a word. Lois couldn't pronounce it; it went through her like the clap of a thunderstrike...and the cock and balls popped off in her hand.

An inky dark shape showed on the demon's crotch where the prick had attached...and right beneath it, hairless and a lighter shade of red than the rest of her skin, was the crease of Blaze's pussy.

"Portals," the demon said. "Let's just...get this over with."

There was a matching black nothingness at the base of the disembodied dick. Lois avoided touching it, but she was surprised at the weight of the cock and balls in her hands. She ran her fingers over the balls and gave a little squeeze...and watched a purple bloom across Blaze's cheeks.

With a grin, holding the dick by the base, the reporter pressed the head against the demon's slit.

"So you can feel both of these, right?" Lois said. "Pussy and prick?"

"Y-yes," Blaze said. The demon trembled a little..but now that they were in this position, Lois was in no rush.

The sperm poured into the pool behind Lois. The reporter could hear the breathing of the pregnant women, but what she listened to were Blaze's moans. Almost imperceptible at first, as Lois smeared the scarlet slit with precum from is own cock...and then she spread the lips to reveal the bright, wet pink insides...carefully lined up the swollen head and slid it forward...

Lois could feel the cock tremble in her hand as she fed it in and out of the pussy. The reporter had never been this close to another cunny before. She could smell the strange mingled musk of man and woman, see every clear secretion that oozed down from the pussy. Feel the balls lift and quiver as Lois began to slide the dick in and out.

It wasn't long before the other women were into it too. They ceased to hold Blaze down and began to caress, running their hands up and down those long, lean red limbs. Hungry mouths began to plant kisses on the hot skin. The puffy nipples on Blaze's small breasts were stiff and quivered. As Lois began to pant, she moved the cock faster and faster...pushing it in deeper and deeper.

The reporter shifted her stance, on her knees between the demon's legs, the balls actualy rubbing against the sand as she held the cock almost against her own pussy. Hips bumping forward. She stared down at Blaze, who writhed now, pregnant bitches sucking on her tits, one of them licking her clit, and for a moment Lois could imagine that she was fucking the crimson cunt with her own cock...and Lois could feel her pussy drip as she imagined knocking this bitch up with her own baby...

And then Blaze screamed. The cock jumped in the reporter's hand, and she could barely hold it inside the demon's cunt as the balls squeezed and jet-black jizz shot deep inside Blaze's pussy.

The world jumped and shook...and Lois Lane and four naked, pregnant women were on a hard cement floor in a small room, their scattered clothing around them. Lois looked around, and saw behind her elevator door that led to the club up above.

"So...I guess that worked," the reporter said. She looked down at her body. There was no trace of cum left. Lois Lane smiled to herself as she recalled the look of absolute losing it on the scarlet succubus' face.

"I wonder what she'll name the baby," Lois said to the darkness, as she and the others began to get dressed. It was a question that would linger in the reporter's mind, long after her night out.