End: Not Even Her Ass Can Save Her

Rose petals on black silk. Butterflies fluttered in the reporter's stomach. She reached out to grab one poster of the bed, and struck a pose.

"How do you want me first?" Lois Lane said, as she slowly blinked her great violet eyes.

Moment by moment, Blaze's human form vanished. The great dark horns curled backwards over her head like ram's horns, the points around her ears. Her lower body was like the back end of a goat, dark fur sprung up on the crimson thighs, and only the heavy cock and dangling testes looked human. Blaze's breasts hung heavy on her chest, the dark pink nipples stiff. She was rubbing something oily onto her cock...not water-based lubricant but something dark, greasy, pungent like cooking fat.

"Bend over on the side of the bed. Spread your ass."

Lois did as her spouse told her. Heart pounding against her chest as she laid her slim breasts on her wedding bed.

How many times did I dream of doing this for the man I love? She wondered as she spread her fresh-cleaned buttocks wide.

It had been a silly fantasy, she realized. Like all her dreams. Now she had no money, no income, she was married, having given up almost all control of her life...and the one hope she had left was that somehow her asshole would be enough to save her. That one virgin orifice would be enough to trick the devil.

That hope evaporated as she felt two things press against her pussy and ass at once.

"What..." Lois turned her head, hands clutching at the black sheets. Blaze's face, still beautiful despite the horns, smiled back. The newlywed bride's face fell to that dark, hairy crotch...and the now twin pricks jutting out from between the demon's legs, one above the other. "Oh."

"You are no longer Lois Lane," the demon hissed. "Now you are Lois Blaze...and with these cocks, I thee wed."

Her demon-groom was gentle. Her hands held the reporter's hips in place as the cocks slowly slid forward. The pressure grew and grew, and inside of Lois some little dam broke. All resistance gone, she did what she could to relax and endure as her cunt and ass were slowly, exquisitely violated. Minutes ticked by as sphincter and pussy were slowly pushed in...and then the demon was in her, moving back and forth with inhuman gentleness, not so much for the reporter's benefit but so as to avoid damaging her property.

Because that is what Lois realized she was now, in all but name. Blaze's broodmare. The vessel for her pleasures, the mother for her children. A veritable **** who would this very night be knocked up with more children than the average woman gave birth to in a lifetime. Lois panted and clawed at the sheets, as though in one last **** attempt to get away...and then even that died down, drained out of her.

The penetrated woman began to pant.

She had heard about anal sex, but this was the first time really experiencing it...and at the same time as getting fucked in her cunt, the sensations were doubled. Her ass didn't hurt exactly, but it was stretched far part anything she had ever experienced, and the cock was pushing in the wrong way. Only a thin skein of tissue separated colon and birth canal, so that her back and front both felt crowded, the cocks fighting for space, rubbing against each other.

As the hairy balls brushed her thighs, and Lois realized that Blaze was as deep inside of her as she could go...Lois realized, that she was no longer trying to escape. She liked it.

As if sensing her victory, Blaze's hands reached over and pulled her bride's arms back. Held them by the wrist as she lifted Lois' torso off the bed, the hard nipples just brushing the sheets. Lois felt the shift in weight, the pressure different as new muscles in her body came to play, more of her mass resting now on the twin cocks embedded in her holes.

Blaze began to move. Still slowly, at first, but picking up speed as Lois Blaze's pants turned into moans. The heat was building where their crotches met, and Lois Lane's pleasure and discomfort were growing in equal measure, lines of stressed muscles around her arm and back, her asshole beginning to burn, her pussy stretched whenever it bottomed out on that fat bottom cock, the tips of the dicks scraping against asshole and vaginal wall at the same time.

Lois wasn't sure how long it lasted. At some point she simply lost herself in the moment, sweat coursing down her body, flying off her breasts onto the pink rose petals, the hard smack of cock in cunt and the wet schluck of greased cock in ass merging into a terrible primal rhythm. At some point she realized she was howling, crying, bucking back to meet those thrusts, gibbering like mad about how full her fucking holes were, begging Blaze to fuck her faster, harder, deeper. The climax built and built inside of her, and when it finally came Lois' voice gave out completely, her throat hoarse, a reedy whimper **** from her lips as her whole body seemed to convulse.

She wanted to collapse. Thick strands of drool hung from her mouth, body twitching spasmodically as her body staggered through the aftermath of her cunt-shattering orgasm, brain still thick and foggy.

Blaze sped up.

Lois could hear her grunting now, felt the punishing pounding as her spouse finally gave vent to the lust that had been building inside of her. She winced as the little skein of flesh between pussy and ass seemed torn almost to the point of pain, both holes pushed far behind their usual remits—and then Blaze pulled her back suddenly, and Lois Blaze's eyes shot open wide as she felt holes that she though could stretch no more suddenly widen as the twin pricks inside them swelled that last little bit.

It was the first time Blaze came in her.

They held that moment, the cocks throbbing, and Lois could almost feel the hot jets of seed fill her pussy and ass. Her belly twitched as unfamiliar muscles worked at their natural function, ushering the demon's sperm into her womb, where eight fresh eggs waited to be bombarded by wave after wave of microscopic invaders. To fall one by one to the terrible siege.

Blaze sighed as she let her wife's arms go. Lois collapsed onto the bed.

"That was...magical," she said, as one hand rubbed the reporter's ass. "Truly, you were right about your ass. Fantastic. I can't wait to fuck it again. Give me just a few minutes, and we'll try another position."

"Again?" Lois croaked. She lay flat and exhausted on the bed.

"Of course!" Blaze said. The demon pulled her cocks out of the reporter, warm liquid jizz oozing out of the gaping holes. "It's our wedding night. You're not even going to be able to walk tomorrow!"

Lois Blaze closed her eyes. She had thought that this was the end. Yet now she knew, to her growing horror...this was only the beginning.