Epilogue: Breech Birth

"This is going to sound strange, but I need you to stop pushing."

Whatever else you might say about Doctor Midnite's bedside manner, the old man was utterly unflappable. When a gigantically pregnant Lois Lane and her demonic spouse had appeared on his doorstep, hastily dressed and harried, he had simply ushered them into the office, made a quick phone call, and in less time than it took to tell it Lois was on the bed, her dress lifted up to just under her breasts, cum oozing out of her asshole onto the paper cover.

Blaze was by her side, holding her wife's hand. Together, they looked like members of some separate species...with their blood-red skin and horns, their solid-colored eyes without pupil or iris. Except where Blaze was tall, lean-muscled and bony, her wife was full, plump, curvy. The great swollen belly hung out like a ripe tomato, the skin so taut that you could trace the dark veins radiating beneath it, the four breasts swollen with milk and leaving damp circles on the thin dress.

"Doctor, I'm here...oh," Lois and Blaze turned to see Wonder Woman enter.

"Ah, Diana. Excellent. We have a small problem here." The old man said. He hadn't looked up from the reporter's snatch.

"Problem!?" Blaze said.

"The baby is feet-down. I had hoped it would have moved into position before this, but we're going to have to manually move it into position." Without turning, he said. "Diana, please scrub up, glove up, and grab the lubricant."

On the surface, the pregnant demidemon appeared calm. Except her nails dug into the skin of Blaze's arm. Weirdly, the demonic dickgirl felt no jealousy as this old man with the dark glasses swathed his gloved arm up to the elbow...and then, his left hand poised atop the crimson dome of Lois Lane's stomach, his gloved her poised palm-upwards, fingers pressed together at the entrance to her vagina.

"Deep breath now. Not like your Lamaze. Okay? Try not to push."

Lois sucked in air...and then the pure violet eyes went wide as the greased-up hand pushed the lips aside. The doctor pushed forward with a steady pressure, not stopping as the base of his hand stretched the entrance to her pussy, and as the labia closed on his wrist he pushed forward further...and Lois began to shake in a way that Blaze recognized all too well.

"Uh...doctor..." Blaze said.

"A moment, please," Doctor Midnite said. "I'm used to working in the dark, but right now I really do need to concentrate."

"It's just..."

His fingers traced the edges of the reporter's cervix...and Lois gave a small, stifled scream. Her meaty thighs quaked, cunny spasming. Hot liquid burst from her pussy and splashed against the doctor's face, droplets of pussy-juice running down his dark glasses.

"I, uh...just wanted to warn you," Blaze coughed. "She's been really sensitive lately."

"So I see," he said dryly. "Diana, would you mind taking off my glasses and cleaning them."

The Amazon princess, utterly unperturbed at her sudden role of nurse did as he asked. The doctor's eyes were shut tight as he moved forward, until the bulging forearm was pressing against the pregnant reporter's snatch. Lois shook, breathing in little gasps, jizz oozing from her asshole.

"Alright, let me see...okay yes, I have them," the doctor's face was a mask of concentration. He was pressing down on the stomach now with his free hand, and Lois Lane's scarlet face turned purple. She bared her teeth, and Blaze noticed the perspiration that dotted her face, that made dark circles beneath her armpits.

"Hot..." Lois said. "It hurts."

The others in this room could only imagine what Lois must have been feeling at that moment. Her cervix so distended that the doctor's fingers could actually penetrate the orifice...moving by touch from the baby's legs to its back...trying to find the head to turn it around...

"Blaze," Diana said, as she slid the dark glasses back onto the doctor's face. "Help me take this dress off."

Lois let go for just long enough for the demon and the Amazon to pull the sweat-drenched dress off of her. It was the first time the Amazon had seen Lois Lane's full demonic form, and the reporter couldn't help but gasp at the changes that pregnancy...and Blaze's infernal stain...had left on the once-petite reporter. Thick thighs and flaring hips. A soft layer of fat that added to her curves. The milk-swollen breasts with nipples so dark they looked almost purple...yet for all that, the Amazon saw in her a picture of fertile beauty, like some Satanic Venus...

"Umbilical cord is wrapped around the neck," the doctor said, voice suddenly tight. "Not tight...I can get that...little bugger is squirming and...ah!"

His arm jerked up suddenly, and the reporter's eyes bulged suddenly as she half-sat up. Blaze gripped her hand, worried Lois was going to cum again...but the reporter found her breathing again and eased herself back down.

"Sorry for that," the doctor said. "My, ah, other patient just bit me. Believe it or not, that's a good sign..."

"I can't...I can't..." Lois said.

"Diana," Midnite broke in.

The golden lasso slipped around one crimson wrist.

"You can get through this Lois. You're strong," she said. Diana nodded at Blaze, who grabbed a ponge, and began to mop at Lois Lane's brow. The pregnant woman's body was growing abnormally hot...and the minutes ticked by in aching slowness. Blaze held her wife's hand and watched as the sponge left a wet streak on her wife's breasts. Lois was shaking her head, tongue lolling out...ever few minutes her body would shake uncontrollably, the hand gripping tighter before relaxing...and the demon know what it was like to be utterly powerless as the love of her eternal life lay caught in some kind of fever dream...between the contractions and the hand moving around inside of her engorged womb, she looked to be trapped between ecstasy and agony.

"Fuck..." Lois murmured. "Fuck fuck oh fuck right there yet fuck...hnnggn!"

Finally, after what seemed forever, Doctor Midnite took his hand off Lois Lane's abdomen. It seemed somewhat lower now.

"Okay...one big push..."

"Raaawwwargh!" Lois screamed. Veins stood out on either side of her head. Black droplets oozed out of her nipples. Muscles bunched in her thighs. Diana by her side grabbed the reporter's other hand, keeping the golden lasso taut about Lois Lane's wrist...and then, with a suddenness that surprised them all, her roar died...and a single high-pitched scream filled the room.

"Waaaaagh!"

Diana let Lois Lane's hand go as she fetched for Doctor Midnite, who carefully cut and tied the umbilical cord, and began to wipe the wet, squalling thing off.

Except the redness wasn't blood. It was the baby's own skin. Red as blood, with little nubs for horns, a patch of black hair, a sharp and bloody tooth, and her mother's violet eyes.

"Congratulations," he said. "It's...an hermaphrodite. Diana, if you'll measure and weigh..."

There was still the placenta to deal with. Blaze felt herself trying to look everywhere at once...at Lois, at the baby, at Doctor Midnite as he sat there before her wife's gaping vagina, the finger of one glove mangled, bright blood welling up out of the womb.

I'm a parent! Blaze thought. We're parents! By Lilith's tits her pussy is gaping. I'll have to hit the sides for her to even feel me...

Lois grunted once, as the dark, liver-colored placenta slid out in a rush. Her stomach, once doming, now looked weirdly deflated. She let go of Blaze's arm as she lifted her hands to accept the baby from Diana. The crying died down as she brought the child to her breast. Automatically, it latched on and began to suck.

Diana took over the clean up. Blaze, so emotionally drained from the birth, didn't even care when she saw the Amazon wipe the blood and cum from her wife's ass, a sight that would normally have driven her wild. Doctor Midnite was busy disinfecting and bandaging his wounded finger. The demonic dickgirl hovered nearby, not sure how to ask her question...

Doctor Midnite was not telepathic, but he had delivered enough babies to guess what was on the demon's mind.

"Sexual activities," he said quietly. "Can resume as soon as the mother feels up to it. However, it can take up to six weeks to heal from the birth...more, if she suffers an infection. So I would advise being gentle, and keep an eye out for any damage. Of course, it is very easily to fall pregnant again if sexual activities resume shortly after birth, since the body is already 'prepped' for pregnancy..."

Blaze hugged him.

"...what I'm really concerned about is what effect a second demonic pregnancy might have on her body."