End: It Isn't Fair

The demon Blaze, Queen of Hell, stared down at her stomach. It wasn't visibly different from before, but now she held within her womb four rapidly dividing clumps of cells. She was pregnant.

With my babies, Lois Lane thought, panting softly.

"Fuck," the demon managed. "I'm going to be a fucking mother."

"You've been alive how many thousands of years, and never been up the stick?" The reporter wanted to laugh.

"Never." The demon shook her head ruefully. She shifted her flaccid cock and balls to cover her pussy. "I mean, I've been fucked, but I always made sure it was...safe."

She pouted.

"This isn't fair," Blaze shot a rueful glare at Lois. "You were supposed to get pregnant."

The reporter shrugged. The demon didn't sound too upset about it. Lois could tell that the shemale succubus was trying to muster up anger, but it wasn't happening.

"It's very fair. Think about it: you knocked me up, but I have a job, and you're probably a better choice to actually carry the babies anyway. One superstrength kick would go straight through my womb. And what if any of them have horns like yours?"

Blaze snorted, suppressing a laugh. "They don't really come in until puberty."

There was an awkward silence for a little while, the naked human woman and the naked dickgirl demon considering each other. Promises had been made, and had to be kept. They should be discussing the wedding, the pregnancy, how they were going to make this whole thing work...

"I could still knock you up," Blaze said, picking up her cock and waggling the end of it at Lois. "You promised to let me fuck you whenever."

"And you promised to carry the babies." Lois retorted. "If you want to knock me up again, that's fine, as long as you don't mind birthing them."

The demon opened her mouth to speak—and then stopped, lost in thought. Her lips twisted into a grin showing far too many teeth.

"Deal."

Lois blinked. Oh shit. What did I just agree to?

Blaze began to stroke herself back into hardness, supernatural stamina already helping her to recover. She smiled like the cat that got the cream, crawling toward Lois, big balls dangling...

The reporter blinked. "Uh...what are you..."

"Spread 'em." The demon ordered, and without thinking about it Lois spread her thighs, her slightly oozing pussy on display.

"A verbal contract," Blaze said, as she slapped her cock against Lois Lane's lower belly. "Binding for both of us. Oh, I'm still upset about being pregnant. But if I'm going to carry four...I might as well carry five or six." The demon cackled. "Hell, why stop there? I can knock you up as much as I please..."

Lois Lane swallowed as she took in her fiance's meaning. "That's a little...****, isn't it?"

The demon's cock slid into Lois Lane's cunt like it was coming home. They both sighed.

"Maybe," Blaze murmured. "But I feel like going a little...wild this night, don't you?"

The reporter couldn't disagree. Everything about this evening had been crazy...she had been fucked, impregnated, unimpregnated, and was about to be impregnated again. She had gotten engaged, she was going to be a mother...and she had no idea how she was going to write her article on the missing women.

But at least, Lois Lane noted as Blaze's tongue slipped into her mouth. The sex is great.