End: You May Start To Experience Cravings

Lois Lane's eyes narrowed. "What kind of cravings?"

"All the usual pregnancy ones. Pickles, sour cream, ice cream. But, it's a demon pregnancy so...the babies are going to need some metaphysical nutriments. You might find yourself craving raw meat. Blood. Elemental sulfur. Iron filings. Unholy water," Blaze licked her lips. "Semen."

The reporter digested this. She still couldn't feel her legs, but there was nothing wrong with her ears.

"Babies?" Lois asked.

"Twins run in the family," Blaze gave her a weak smile.

"You are throwing a lot at me right now," Lois said with a sigh.

"Would it make you feel better if I ate out your pussy for a while?" Blaze said.

"That's a hell of a way to get out of talking," the reporter said...but she didn't fight as Blaze crawled down and slid her horned head between the reporter's legs. Lois closed her eyes and gave a little sigh as the soft tongue ran over her clit...

It was amazing how the trajectory of your entire life could change in a night. When Lois Lane had left for the club tonight, she had been kind-of-sortof dating Suerpman, but hadn't actually been laid in months. Now here she was, a bonafide demon sucking on her clit after splooging her pussy so many times that Lois felt like had to be pregnant, even if she probably wasn't yet. A part of the reporter knew this relationship couldn't actually last...and that she would no doubt freak out when and if the pregnancy test actually did pop positive...but another part of her couldn't remember the last time a lover had been considerate enough to lick her pussy after shooting her jizz deep, and Lois found herself reaching down and burying her hands in that black mane...

"Grgh ghy hrghs," Blaze said, looking up from her work. The reporter noted that the demon's tongue was now about six inches long. Visions of Krampus went through Lois Lane's head as her fingers tightened on the smooth, hard protrusions that emerged from Blaze's forehead.

"You're sure?" Lois said.

The scarlet succubus gave a head's up...and her face dove down, the tongue pressing deep into the reporter's twat. Lois gasped as she felt the tongue slide against the sensitive walls of her cunny...and she didn't miss that Blaze was using that big tongue to push the oily black semen toward the reporter's cervix. The reporter grinned to herself, as she realized exactly what Blaze was doing and why.

After all, Lois thought to herself. Being pregnant might not be fun, but trying to get pregnant might be just what I need.

As Lois held onto those horns, the demon's hands slid under her lover's ass...and Lois couldn't see the cock start to rise again, but she knew it was there. Something made it inevitable...and she realized she wanted it. Wanted that demonic dick to stretch out her aching, cum-filled cunny. For a load of fresh, hot sperm to wash against her guts, all those millions of invaders looking for an egg.

Little did Lois Lane know, that was how the cravings would start...and they would only get stronger, and weirder, as her pregnancy progressed.