End: Lois Wakes Blaze For Some Answers

A surge went through Lois as she stared down at that sleeping face. Demon though she might be, at rest Blaze looked almost...beatific. Like an angel, waiting for morning. Her cock was snugly buried in the reporter's mutated super-pussy. Lois stared down at the red-skinned woman, with the little nipples like pale strawberries, the long flowing mane of dark hair...and something clicked inside of her.

Her hand slapped down, the flat of her palm smacking hard against both breasts.

Quick as anything those eyelids opened. Pure white eyes glared up at the reporter, without pupil or iris. Black lightning gathered in a dark halo around her horns, and crimson fingernails darkened and lengthened into talons. In a moment, Blaze had gone from a sleeping angel to an awakened fury.

"Fuck me," Lois growled.

A moment of confusion passed over the dickgirl's features...but her hips convulsed, driving the cock in deep and lifting Lois up above the bed. The reporter laughed as the demon growled in frustration.

"Fuck me!" Lois laughed, her hands grasping the scarlet succubi's waist with her hands. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, and keep on fucking me and don't do anything else until I tell you to stop!"

The cock plunged deep...deeper than any normal human woman would be able to take it without injury. Yet Lois Lane knew she was now far past human women. The demon, for her part, seemed shocked, confused, and unable to focus on anything except plunging her cock in and out of the reporter's hot depths, the super-pussy sucking on the demon schlong, going from as loose as a hundred-year-old whore to as tight as a virgin according to the reporter's whims.

"How?" Blaze croaked when she could finally find her voice.

"Keep fucking me. Keep fucking me while you answer my questions. What you did to that black woman above. Her cum is mutagenic. But you never counted on a mutation beyond what you could control, did you?" Lois said.

"No...impossible...Uurgh..." Lois felt something hot fill her insides...and a weird sense of fulfillment came over her like nothing she had ever known...but she wasn't done, and neither was Blaze. "How..."

Temporarily spent, the demon collapsed on the bed. Lois Lane's pussy gripped and stroked the demonic shaft inside of her, keeping it hard, not letting it wilt for a moment.

"How did you change those women?" The reporter said. "How do you change them back?"

"I g-gave them a portion of my power," the demon's whole body was vibrating as she fought the reporter's compulsions, but she couldn't resist. Lois began to understand why. "It twists their bodies...shapes them to their desires. The power corrupts them...but the sins are their own. So when they die, they go to hell...to me. I can...recall that power at any time. But you...how..."

"Desires," Lois realized, grinding her hips, enjoying the way Blaze's face twisted between pain and pleasure. "Some of your power rubbed off into me, didn't it? But you never counted on my desires, did you?"

The reporter reached over and grabbed the demon's horns. "Because for years, all I wanted...I wanted a pussy that could enthrall even Superman..." Lois felt her heart thunder in her chest, realizing she was pouring out her soul to the demon trapped by her super-pussy. "And you can't fight your own power, can you?"

"N-no..."

Lois rocked uneasily atop the prostrate demon. Blaze's hands reached up, the claws retracted, smooth fingers grasping the reporter's buttocks.

"No, damn you, I can't..."

The demon sat up, her mouth latching onto the reporter's left breast, sucking hard at the small tit. Lois gasped in shock...and then moaned in pleasure. If the demon was being honest, then Lois had her under her thumb...at least as long as they were fucking.

"I order you," Lois said. "To release all those people your magic has changed except me."

"Urrgh..." Blaze growled...but then a burst of black static erupted from the demon's skin. It passed straight over and through Lois Lane, though she couldn't feel anything at all. A moment later, the wave of crackling black lightning rushed back into the demon, whose eyes began to glow, her muscles bulged, horns growing longer. With the reporter seated in her lap, the scarlet succubus began to thrust faster and harder, and Lois swore that even the cock felt longer than before.

"You will regret this, Lois Lane!" The demon growled. "There must be a limit to your power, and I will find it. When I do...you are...going to be truly fucked!"

"Promises, promises," Lois shot back. "Now put your back in it! I didn't ask you for a dead fuck! I want to feel that cock spew!"

Throughout the brothel, men and women awoke in their old forms, as from a dream. For some, it was the end of a long nightmare; for others, the end of a dream. Four women, students from Metropolis University, crawled out of their restraints and remembered that they had classes, jobs, lives outside of sucking and fucking. With the breaking of dawn, Blaze's brothel would be emptied...except for Lois Lane, on her hands and knees in the middle of Blaze's bed, the demon plunging her cock with wild abandon into the superhuman pussy that held it prisoner.

That was how Lois Lane's night ended...her insides drenched with cum, a demon screaming for release, utterly enthralled and enchained through her own hubris.

As for what happened after...whether Blaze ever escaped her bondage, or if Lois Lane ever turned her new carnal powers on a certain Man of Steel...that is another story.