End: You May Start To Feel An Itching, Burning Sensation

Lois Lane blinked. Her thoughts ran too fast to get them out. She could feel her pulse speed up, the warm semen ooze out of her battered pussy, despite Blaze's cock plugging her up.

"You gave me an STD."

The reporter couldn't even get mad. She was somewhere beyond outrage. Her whole body felt numb. A sexually transmitted disease. Lois Lane had let a raw cock inside her unprotected pussy, let it dump all of its cum deep inside of her, and new she was...diseased.

"What kind? Can it be cured?"

Warm hands rubbed her arms, then hugged her closer. The cock dug deeper into her pussy with a wet, messy squelch.

"It's not like that! You're okay, you're healthy, the baby will be fine."

The baby. Lois shivered her hands suddenly going to her flat stomach. She hadn't even thought about what effects it might have on the baby. As a reporter she'd seen what happened when women with untreated STDs went through their pregnancies...the way the babies came out...

"It's just...well," Blaze coughed a little theatrically. "When a demon impregnates a human woman, the mother-to-be starts absorbing demonic energy, which causes changes in the body. The most common sign of that is when your horns start to come in."

"'Starts to absorb'," Lois repeated. "And how is that done?"

"Most commonly through sexual fluids."

Lois was keenly aware that Blaze's unflagging erection felt a trifle harder. That deep inside her, a familiar itch was starting again. Which seemed impossible. Lois had just been fucked harder, cum harder, than any time in her life. Yet she could already feel her body wanting to press back against that hard cock, let her sore pussy slide up and down that shaft, to hear Blaze grunt and moan as she pumped another load in her pregnant pussy...

Pregnant. Lois ran her fingers around her navel in slow circles...and then let it run lower...

"So the more...energy...I absorb..."

"The bigger your horns will be."

"Horns," Lois turned her head into the pillow as the demonic dickgirl's right hand slid up to grasp her breast. "I'll be a freak."

"I think horns are sexy," the scarlet succubus said, planting a kiss on the reporter's jaw. Her long forked tongue slid out, whisked against the corner of Lois Lane's mouth. The human woman opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, the tips just brushing against each other.

Lois turned her head. Those vivid violet eyes locked on the demon's pure white eyes. There was no hint of tenderness there, but a sort of...expectancy.

"If we're going to do this," Lois said. "I want us to be monogamous. You don't fuck anyone else but me."

The demon gave that same secret Mona Lisa smile. Thumb and forefinger rolled the reporter's nipple, not enough to hurt, just enough to let it swell and harden.

"I would be amenable to such a bargain...but there will be a price." The demon's hips flexed, the cock sliding in and out an inch or two. Lois didn't bother to stifle her moan. "Whenever and wherever you feel sexual desire, I will be there to fulfill it. And you will not deny me...or yourself."

Lois smirked. "You just want to see me with a big pair of horns."

"I do not deny it."

"And how do we seal this deal?"

Blaze leaned forward, mouth open. Lois craned her neck to meet her. Their tongues slid against each other. Lips locked. The reporter found herself closing her eyes. Still locked in their kiss, bound together by their bargain and...perhaps...something more. The demon's hips moved, sawing the cock in and out the spunk-filled pussy slowly, leisurely. Letting the lust build between them. The heat of the friction growing where their sex met. Heartrate climbing. Lois found herself rubbing her clit, moving to meet her lover's thrusts.

By unspoken consent they rolled over, Lois sprawled on the bed so that they could face each other, Blaze sliding into her from above. Clawed fingertips scraped lighting down the reporter's breasts, the crimson testicles slammed into her ass with wet smacks as Lois held her sweaty legs behind the knees. The excitement was building inside of her as she thought about the strange alchemy happening within her body.

The demon grunted as she pumped another load into the well-spunked pussy...and maybe it was Lois Lane's imagination, but she could almost feel a slight itching, burning sensation on her forehead.