End: Keep Playing

A chip appeared under her fingers. Lois Lane stared down...and her heart stopped for a moment. A scarlet cock half-wedged into an asshole. Even though she was expecting it would come to this, now that Lois was faced with the prospect...

I can get up from the table, Lois thought. I can end this right now.

She almost did it. Then Blaze pushed her own ante into the pot.

It was a picture of a naked female body...with bullets bouncing off of it.

"Invulnerability," the demon said. "Equivalent to, say, a Kryptonian. Just in case you ever deal with anyone with...Kryptonian strength."

Lois swallowed hard. She'd often worried about that, when it came to Superman. The whole "Man of Steel, Women of Kleenex" idea. The idea of being able to handle his loving...that was worth a risk. Even her ass.

The reporter pushed her chip forward. Blaze dealt the cards.

Lois: K♥ 8♦ 7♦ 4♥ 9♣

If this was a James Bond film, Lois thought to herself. I'd be playing with better hands than this.

It was a bad hand all around. The King was her only face card, there wasn't enough to hold for a flush, and the 9-8-7 was the guts of a straight, but...

I could fold, she thought. And take a cock up the ass for nothing. Or I can bet and...take the risk.

Adrenaline surged inside Lois. She felt a chip beneath her hand...she looked at it...and felt a wave of relief when she saw it was only a red cock between a pair of lips. Well, a blowjob wasn't the worst outcome.

"Bet," she said.

Blaze threw another breast chip in the pot. Lois almost giggled at that. The reporter kept the King and the four. Blaze, to her surprise, kept only two cards as well.

Lois: K♥ 4♥ 3♣ 3♥ 4♦

The reporter almost sighed in relief...she had gotten damn lucky! But she didn't want to give away the game.

"Check," Blaze said. The devil's face was implacable, as perfectly still as a statue carved in red marble.

Lois debated whether to press it. Two pair, King high...her instincts were to press the bet. She found the chip under her fingers. Unsurprised to see a red cock wedged into a pussy. Looked the devil in the eye.

"Bet," she said, throwing the chip into the pot.

This is why Lois normally didn't gamble. When she was in the middle of a game like this, the urge would strike her, and she was beyond reason, beyond sanity...and Blaze sighed and smiled, as she threw a chip into the mix...a puffy pair of lips.

They laid out their cards.

Lois: K♥ 4♥ 3♣ 3♥ 4♦

Blaze: Q♣ 8♣ 8♠ 7♣ 6♦

The reporter grinned, as she claimed her winnings. Blaze accepted the loss gratefully, the scarlet succubus gathering the cards to shuffle them once again. She looked Lois in the eye.

"Ready to call it quits?" the demon challenged.

"One more hand," Lois said. Her blood was up.

That was how it began. Lois Lane's descent. For all that she won, every now and again she lost...and as the night wore on, the wins and losses piled up...and for the two, human and demon, there was just the game, over and over...and the Daily Planet's Greatest Reporter never quite knew when she crossed the line, until she tallied up every change her body would go through, and every carnal act owed...and as the night ended, the demon stood up, her crimson cock hard as a baseball bat, her testes heavy...and if Lois had won more than she had lost, she had still lost...and the devil would have her due.

That last hour after dawn was a blur. Her tits and ass swelled. Puffy lips sucked on a sweaty scarlet scrotum. A red, forked tongue slid past her lips as the scarlet succubus gripped her body close. Demonic fingers massaged lube into her ass as the fat cock ground into the reporter's belly. Lois Lane's swollen, massive breasts cushioned her fall as she was tossed across the table, that huge beast of a prick pressing slowly but inevitably up her ass...and Lois was thankful for the invulnerability then, as nails that would have torn her apart never even scratched her skin, and a cock that should have torn up her asshole squeezed inside of her without damage...and as Blaze humped and pumped, building up the load of cum she was about to unleash in the reporter's belly, the demon leaned forward and whispered:

"You know Lois...there's another game we can play. For higher stakes..."

Something hot flooded the reporter's colon. She moaned, not in pleasure and not in pain, but simply at the strange and unfamiliar experience of her ass getting pumped full of cum...and she listened as Blaze told her about the other game. Lois Lane already knew she would play...but that is another story.