End: Pregnant Anal Sex

"Time?" Lois said, her focus immediately shifting to her pregnant belly. "Did my water break? Is the baby coming?"

"No, and no," the voice said. A face came into view, a woman's face with red skin and dark horns and white-on-white eyes. A name came unbidden to the reporter's mind, though she wasn't sure she had ever seen this person before.

Blaze, Lois knew, with a strange certainty. Her name is Blaze.

The red woman smiled like the cat that got cream as Lois felt something wet and hard press against her asshole.

"Time for anal sex!"

"Wait, what?" The pregnant reporter sat up. "You just busted a nut in my pussy, I've been **** through a rapid pregnancy—still trying to come to grips with that, to be honest—and your first thought is to stick your dick in my butt? I don't...I don't even..."

I do know you, Lois thought to herself. How? When and where? It's as though I've know you for a long time.

The demon blinked, pure white eyes wide, a look of hope on her face. "Yes? I mean, I've wanted to make love to your ass since I first saw you, but in all my centuries of existence I've never been able to fuck a pregnant woman in the ass."

Lois Lane stared hard at the woman. Of all the silly, immature, stupid...

The reporter's line of thoughts trailed off. The babies were safe, and it wasn't coming this minute. She was knocked up, and that was an entire thing she would have to deal with very soon and very quickly. Blaze was there before her, cock hard, eager as a puppy.

If I'm honest with myself, Lois thought, reflexively squeezing her butthole. I'm a little curious as to how it will feel. But why am I just going along with this? Am I just dreaming, or...is it something more sinister.

"Okay," she said. "You can fuck my ass. But you go slow," the gravid reporter said firmly. "It's my first time."

Blaze bent forward quickly, impulsively. Lois felt the dickgirl's lips press into her own—and to her surprise felt herself respond, automatically, opening her mouth just a little, letting their tongues slide against each other.

When they broke the kiss, her crimson lover smiled down at her.

"Let's switch," she said.

So Blaze lay down on her back on the bed, holding her hard cock in the air. Fresh lube had appeared, oily and greasy, coating the cock in a layer of slippery slime which the pregnant woman was obscenely grateful for. Lois squatted over the scarlet schlong, feeling a big ungainly with the heavy, bulging belly, which the reporter gripped with both hands. Yet Blaze was there, holding up one arm for the pregnant reporter to lean against and steady her.

Lois swallowed hard as she felt the tip press against her back door.

"Will this hurt?" she asked, suddenly nervous.

"It's going to feel...different." Blaze told her. The belly cut off part of the demon's body. "But it shouldn't hurt. Just try to relax, don't clench, and ease yourself down slowly. If it hurts, stop. I'm not doing this to hurt you."

Taking a deep breath, Lois let it out...and sat on the cock.

Her asshole protested briefly as she pushed down...but the demonic dick was well-lubed, hard as steel, and the increased weight of the reporter's body caused her to over-estimate the degree of penetration. With a suddenness that shocked her, she felt the head and maybe an inch of the broad dick slide into her virgin asshole.

"Ugh," she said. Instincts automatically wanted her to stop, to get off, to go to the bathroom...but as Lois steadied herself, and awkward tripod with most of the weight on her legs and a tiny fraction on the dick in her butt...she realized it didn't really hurt. Not like she thought it would. It was uncomfortable, going in the out, and definitely different. her whole body felt alive, legs shaking at the wrongness of it all.

"Just relax," Blaze cooed from beneath her. "It's a marathon, not a race. Let yourself get used to it."

Lois nodded. It was a bit like re-learning how to go to the bathroom, except in reverse. She took several deep breaths and let them out. Then very carefully she leaned back and let a little more of her weight rest on the demon's dick...which obediently slid a little further up her asshole, pushing the ring of her anus open wider.

It burned, a little. The pregnant reporter paused, found herself panting a little. The babies were pushing on her diaphragm, making it hard to take a really deep breath. The babies...

"Oh!" Lois said, looking down at her stomach. It was moving inside of her. "Touch my stomach, quick!"

Blaze brought her right hand up, eyes wide with wonder as she placed it against the reporter's belly, just above the navel. For a moment nothing happened and then...it shifted inside of her. The demon's mouth made a little O as she felt the tiny form kick against her hand.

It was a precious moment.

Then Lois Lane's legs gave out.

For half a heartbeat, the full weight of woman and baby were supported by nothing except Blaze's hard cock. Then the reporter's ass slammed down, and she gave a little shriek as the crimson shaft slid straight up her shithole, and she ended up gasping and half-frozen, the ring of her anal muscles contracting spasmodically around the base of Blaze's dick as the entire length of the demon's prodigious prick impaled her.

"By the Nazarene!" Blaze swore, her red face flushing purple. "So...fucking...tight..."

"Oh fuck...oh fuck...my ass..." Lois said when she could find her voice. "I...think you broke it..."

"Not yet," the demon said, a sultry smile on her face.

Lois stared down, over her belly. The devil's hands settled on the reporter's knees.

"No, seriously, I have to take a shit. I have to take the biggest shit in my life." The pregnant woman said.

"That's just my cock," Blaze assured her. "Now relax...you're going for a bit of a ride."

"No," Lois said, chest heaving. "No no no nooooo—"

The dickgirl's hips lifted the reporter off the floor, and the pregnant reporter gave a little "eep!" as she felt herself momentarily pushed up an inch, only for gravity to reassert itself and her ass slid back down the cock.

Her asshole burned. It was spread wide open, and it hurt, she didn't care what Blaze said. All the reporter wanted to do right then was to crawl off the cock and die in peace on the toilet. She was absolutely certain right then that she would never shit solid again.

"Up!" Blaze flexed and Lois flopped up into the air again, her heavier breasts nearly smacking her chin, and then back down.

They did that for a while. It was an impressive athletic feat, and Lois hated it. Hated as her ass rose and fell, as her butthole slid up and down on the greased cock, up and down, up and down, over and over and...

There was a heat building inside of her ass now. The reporter found herself panting, trying to reach around her belly to her pussy. It wasn't that her ass didn't still ache, but now she was...she was...

"You're getting into it, aren't you?" Blaze panted from beneath her.

Lois didn't answer her. Just gritted her teeth and tried to get her feet underneath her, but her legs were still too weak to help push her on or off her lover's cock. All she could do was ride on top, Blaze doing all of the work, while her stuffed asshole felt like a sticky, burning mess.

"Is it good?" The reporter asked, blushing and unable to meet the devil's eyes.

"Baby, your ass is the best," Blaze promised her.

That made it okay, somehow. It didn't matter if she liked getting fucked in the ass or not. Lois Lane had started out this night so far from where she was now—but it was okay, to be pregnant, to be fucked in the ass. It was okay as long as she had one person she could rely on. The Daily Planet's greatest reporter stared down at the demon.

"Tonight has been crazy," she said. "I don't...I don't even know..."

"Sleep on it," Blaze told her. "Things will make more sense in the morning."

The reporter wondered, then, for the first time, what tomorrow would bring. She didn't know. A smile crossed her face. But it would be fun to find out.