Epilogue: Lois Lane, The Ass That Won't Quit

Twenty weeks was a magical time in Lois Lane's pregnancy. The morning sickness had stopped. Her ankles hadn't swelled yet. She looked pregnant, but it wasn't quite sitting on her bladder so she didn't have to run to the toilet to pee every ten minutes. Her boobs were bigger, and more sensitive, and her skin looked so fantastic that Lois didn't even care that she had gained a few pounds and her favorite jeans wouldn't fit over her wider hips.

"Sweetmeat, I don't think this is going to work."

Lois had her legs spread, her hands gripped Angelica Blaze's red knees. A fifteen-inch cock touched her asshole, and Lois was just prepared to sit. The reporter had insisted. Her current record was twelve inches, and she wanted to see if she could

"Why not? If I prolapse again, you can just magic me up and heal it, right?" The pregnant reporter said. She bent her knees a little, and the head of the demon's prick, slick with lube, slid up the crack of her ass. Lois cursed softly and reached back with one hand to press the cockhead against her pucker.

"I can, yes," the scarlet succubus said. "I'm just worried you might be a little...fixated? And repeated applications of demon magic has had an...effect on your anatomy."

It had once been a tight little hole...but after twenty weeks of anal sex with progressively larger pricks, Lois Lane's asshole had swelled and turned into a pink donut between her cheeks. Still tight...or tight enough...but definitely not the virgin hole that felt like it would break from two fingers. Now, Lois could squeeze one soapy fist into herself in the shower without effort...and often did. A part of her wondered if she could get two hands up in there...

"Blaze? Babe? Love of my life?" Lois said, as her fingers pressed the head of the ridiculously long cock against her asshole. "Am I carrying your spawn?"

"Yes, sweetmeat," Blaze said.

"Tell me my asshole is pretty," Lois said.

"Your asshole is beautiful," Blaze sighed.

"And it feels good?"

"It feels amazing. Nothing grips my cock like that. I get hard just thinking about it," Blaze rattled off the tired phrases by rote.

Lois bit her lower lip as she reached back with her free hand. She hooked her thumb against the skin of her asshole and tugged it open, and then her fingers **** the head of that cock into her gaping ass. With a sigh, Lois began the long slide down her pet penis.

"Then be quiet and let mommy fuck her ass on your cock," Lois said.

"Yes, dear," Blaze said, her own hands immediately going to the pregnant reporter's lower back to support her.

In truth, there was nothing quite like seeing the crimson elephant's trunk slide into the reporter's ass. Lois moaned as she hit the halfway point...it got thicker the further she got in, and by the time she reached the base it would be almost the same as if the demon was fisting her ass up to the elbow...but Blaze wouldn't do that. She wanted to save something for their anniversary.

The demon was a little worried as Lois grunted, the head of the demon's prick, rubbery rather than super-rigid, pushing past the curve of her colon. Crimson fingers held tight onto those hips, and Blaze pursed her lips and whispered a familiar healing song as red marks appeared on the edge of her pregnant wife's distended anus. Most people, even those who liked anal sex, didn't get much out of deep penetration. All of the sensation was focused on the anus itself, and having a cock stretch out your integument was often more painful and uncomfortable than ecstatic. Blaze worried that her constant healing of even little injuries only encouraged Lois to stuff her ass more and more...and there were dangers, if Lois overdid anal sex. People had died of perforated colons...

"Aaagh...fuuuuck..." Lois moaned as she got near the bottom. Just then, Blaze wished she would turn around, so she could see the skin of her pregnant stomach distend where the cock pressed against the reporter from within. She could feel her cock harden a little...the ass clamped tight. The scarlet succubus bared her teeth as Lois Lane's buttocks pressed into Blaze's lap.

"I love this sensation," Lois said as she leaned back against her wife. Eyes closed, the reporter let her head down onto the pillow right next to Blaze's. Together, the two of them rubbed the distended abdomen. "I love being so full."

Blaze thought of many things to say, but in her wisdom said none of them. Simply enjoyed the moment. In her greatest moments of triumph as a villain, she had never imagined the simple pleasure of stretching her wife's ass with an impossibly long and fat cock and caressing her pregnant belly. It wasn't just that Lois had become a complete anal slut...it was that she had become her complete anal slut.

"I was thinking," Lois said, after a long while. "How much can you cum, at once?"

"I don't know. More than a human, if I wanted to. Why?" Blaze said.

"Because it would be really hot if I had a sperm enema...imagine all that liquid heat filling me up, making me bigger...and your cock plugging my ass so it can't escape..."

Lois Lane kept talking. Blaze smiled to herself. She had created a monster...and she couldn't have been luckier.