End: Ka Nama Kaa Lajeramaaaah!

Black Alice choked and spluttered, spitting out the tongue twirling in her mouth as the demonic dick pushed her poor pussy to the breaking point. The demonified reporter's hands held the young witch in place as the hips began to move back and forth.

Every time the cock pushed in, Alice could feel her stomach distend from the sheer size of it. And every time it slid out, she was afraid her whole vaginal canal was going to be dragged out with it. The only blessing was that Lois, as eager as she seemed, was enjoying a slow fuck, watching the tight cunt wrapped around her dick distend as it pushed and pulled.

Get your head in the game, Alice, she told herself. Or you're going to be fucked worse than you are now.

As the pounding continued, the young witch focused on her pussy and the crimson cock currently striving to turn her inside out. The power was right there...all the magical energy that Lois had absorbed from Blaze...all she had to do was concentrate while getting reamed out by the biggest cock she had ever experienced in her entire young life.

Then she felt it. The connection. The blossoming heat inside of her body, the sensation of some hidden wellspring of energy or potential unlocked. She felt like the dam holding back the river, all that power **** for release, and herself as the small gate through which it had to flow...and the need was ****. She could feel it arcing through every nerve she had, whole body on fire but especially her cunt, the focal point for her connection. It would have to find release...if not through her spell, then through her body, burning her up from the inside out.

Panting desperately, Alice turned to the book that Deadman was holding. The words danced on the page before her as the demon increased its pace, wings flapping in time with its thrusts, a little deeper each time. A sharp pain hit Alice as the cock seemed to bottom out inside of her...and then she realized with horror that Lois was trying to **** her knot inside the young witch's pussy.

"A-ancient spirits of evil," she began, swallowing and trying to focus on not just the words, but the shape of the thought the words described, letting the pour through her. "T-transform these demonic forms...let hell r-reclaim its own..."

The witch could feel her pussy start to split as the demon pressed harder. Impaled on an immovable rod and subjected to an irresistible ****, it was her mortal cunt-flesh which slowly, painfully gave way, the swollen red knot forcing its way inside the obscenely distended flesh.

"B-by the ancient words I beseech thee...to r-reveal the human form..."

There was no "pop" as the knot was finally driven in, and Alice almost gagged. It felt like an entire forearm was inside of her, pussy pushed past the limits of any mortal prick...and then the boiling heat inside her increased, and Alice shook with the terrible realization that the demon was cumming deep inside her, but with her pussy packed so tightly the boiling jizz had nowhere to go. So the pressure began to increase, liquid heat stuffing her overextended pussy like the most virile douche in the world.

Alice screamed out the final words of the incantation.

"KA NAMA...KAA...LAJERAMAAAAAAH!"

The final syllable rose in pitch as the power finally burst through her, and behind her Lois roared, all three tongues howling, cock spurting its black jizz deep inside of the young witch. The spell erupted from their point of union like a rolling wave of silent thunder and black sparks, and as it swept over them...they changed.

Alice felt the cock inside of her suddenly shrink, and the witch collapsed face-forward onto the book, the heavy but now much more human body of Lois Lane crumpling on top of her. The witch looked up and saw Deadman's borrowed features shift, until the figure was entirely that of a human woman, with no demonic features at all.

As the spell spread, the young witch knew, the same reversal would affect all of the DMN users. The night was saved.

Her pussy, on the other hand, felt absolutely destroyed. She tried, simply on reflex, to squeeze her pussy and was rewarded with a pang of pain. It felt gaping open in a way that it never had before. Like maybe it would never close again.

"I think I need a gynecologist," Alice said, weak and unable to move. Deadman, still holding the book, walked around the young witch and surveyed the damage from behind.

"There's no blood, so I don't think you need stitches." he observed. "I'll go see if I can find you ladies some clothes."

He wandered off. Alice didn't event bother following his movements.

"You'll heal," Lois said from on top of her. "Now that you're loosened up, maybe we can try fisting."

"You still with us, MILF?" Alice said, a warm feeling in her belly now that had nothing to do with the pint of demonic jizz pumped into it.

"Yeah," Lois said, shifting her naked body off the young woman. "And, I believe I owe you a drink."

"Thought you said I was too young," Alice smiled.

"Too young to drink unsupervised." Lois smiled back. "Let's go back to my place. Just you and me."

"Fuck yeah," Black Alice said, grinning wickedly. Lois Lane's night out may be over...but her night in with her young lover was just beginning.