End: Lois Is Stuck In Blaze's Body

"Okay, that was fun," Blaze said with the reporter's voice. "Maybe we'll even do it again sometime. Now switch us back."

Lois Lane blinked. "Um...how?"

It was Blaze's turn to blink.

"Oh, right. You don't know how to do magic, do you?"

"Not a bit."

"Ah," Blaze rubbed the flat stomach that used to belong to Lois Lane. "That does present a problem."

Lois Lane's heart sank as she rapidly figured out what Blaze meant. "You mean we're stuck like this?"

"I mean, we shouldn't be," the former demon reached down to press exploratively at her abdomen, right above her crotch. The reporter could feel her fingers press against her still-stiff scarlet schlong, and saw black beads of jizz ooze out of the labia. "The magic should switch us back, unless...one of us is resisting that."

Lois frowned. "So one of us wants to stay like this?"

"Subconsciously, I suppose," Blaze said. "Maybe you always wanted a dick?"

"Maybe you always wanted to be knocked up!" Lois shot back.

"Don't get snippy," Blaze said. "We need to figure out a way out of this. I have enemies. In this form, I have no defense against them...and you have no idea how to use my powers. We're both extraordinarily **** right now."

"Fine," Lois said. "So get off my dick and..."

The pussy clamped tight. Blaze blinked and stared down at her cock.

"I, um, don't think I'm ready to do that just yet," the former demon said. Her nose twitched.

Lois Lane tapped red nails against the floor...and then spotted her smartphone. It took a bit of effort by the both of them to get over to it. The reporter tapped in a number on speed dial.

Zatanna picked up on the third ring.

"Zee?" the demonic reporter said. "I know I don't sound like myself. Look, I'm calling in that favor you owe me. I've got this occult issue and I need you to keep absolutely sworn to silence about this..."

Ten minutes and a rushed explanation of the night's events later, there was a puff of smoke...and a figure appeared, dressed in top hat and tails, fishnets and a bustier that lifted and emphasized her generous bust. She snapped her white gloves and crinkled her nose as she saw what looked like Lois Lane sitting in the lap of a demonic dickgirl. She made a theatrical gesture...

".cigam ezylanA"

Red, glowing lines appeared in Lois Lane's view. They ran over both Lois and Blaze, intersecting and shifting in color between a deep violet to a bloody red.

"Well...good news or bad news?" Zatanna said.

"Bad news," Lois and Blaze said together.

"Your auras are already deeply entwined in a complex spell structure. Forcibly separating you will result in severe aural shock. You would both probably survive, but the physical trauma would probably result in the loss of the pregnancy."

"That is not an option," Blaze said fiercely. "What's the good news?"

"I think I can separate you safely. .tsalbordyH"

Freezing water douched down from the ceiling. Instinctively, Lois and Blaze pulled apart. Woman and dickgirl were soaked to the skin, and glared at the sorceress unhappily.

"The magic bond has to run its course," Zatanna said. "I think it'll only reverse itself when both of you want, in their hearts, to go back to their old body. Based on what I can tell...that probably won't happen until after the birth."

"So...we're stuck like this?" Lois Lane said.

"Afraid so," Zatanna said.

"But...we are in danger!" Blaze insisted. "If my enemies find us..."

"Well, I can help with that," Zatanna said. "The Justice League has a witness protection service. Although it would probably require both of you to make some...lifestyle choices. Blaze will have to cough up some intel on the super-criminal community. And I won't be able to keep this secret from everybody."

Lois groaned. "How many people do you have to tell?"

"Batman, at minimum. And it's almost impossible to keep a secret from Superman. Wonder Woman usually handles relocating single women..."

"We are not single!" Blaze said fiercely. She laid her hand on the reporter's soft scarlet schlong and squeezed. "This cock is mine!"

Zatanna was unable to stifle a grin. "Well, I suppose we could relocate you as a couple...at least for the duration of the pregnancy."

Lois Lane slapped her head...and ended up banging her palm against her horns.

"We're in your hands, Zee," Lois said. "What a way to end a night out!"

Blaze shook her head in agreement.

"I admit, I did not foresee this end to our little game," she gave the cock in her hand a little squeeze. "But it could be worse."

Lois Lane frowned. "Yeah, well, explain that to my sister when I tell her she's about to be an aunt to the antichrist."