Epilogue: Lover's Snit

"Why is there shit on my toothbrush!?" Lois Lane growled.

"I was using it to scrub my ass," Blaze said from the couch, where she lounged in Lois Lane's stolen underwear. Her voice was bored. "We're doing anal tonight, and I wanted it to be spotless."

The disgusted reporter dropped the offending cleaning implement in the wastebasket. They'd been living together for less than eight weeks, and the honeymoon period had run out three weeks ago. The demon woman had moved into the reporter's apartment like a cat, intruding in on the reporter's space, stealing her clothes without asking, leaving a mess, constantly whiny for sex...it had gotten to the point where the reporter dreaded coming home, and now this...

"Angie, this is a step too far," Lois said. "You have got to learn boundaries. I cannot live like this any longer."

"You better learn to live with it daddy," Angie said, and poked her still-flat tummy. "I did the test today. I'm pregnant."

The reporter's jaw dropped. In truth, she'd half been expecting this announcement...but even so, she was still very upset about the toothbrush. Emotions warred within the reporter as the demon athletically draped herself over the edge of the couch, toes touching the floor, ass in the air. She pulled the stolen panties away from her crimson cheeks and flexed, letting the little purple divot of her asshole wink at the reporter.

"C'mon! Fuck my butt! That's an order, soulslave!"

Instinctively, Lois surged forward, the cock between her legs hard. One thing she'd discovered about Blaze owning her soul was that the demon could order her around. It wasn't complete control...but it was enough that Lois was kicking off her heels and lifting her skirt so that she could free her stiffening prick from her panties.

Then it struck her...if Blaze was pregnant, that meant that she now owned Angie's soul too...

"It's not good to go in dry," Lois said. Then, in a commanding tone of voice she ordered: "Bend over backwards and suck my cock until it's good and wet."

The look on Blaze's face as her upper body pivoted upward and bent backwards, stomach in the air, was a balm for Lois Lane's pride. The demon's arms shot out, holding her steady as if frozen in the middle of a backflip...mouth open, pink tongue extended...and the dickgirl reporter popped into a squat, sliding her stiff prick into the scarlet succubus's hot hole.

Lois sighed as her cock sank easily into the welcoming mouth. As much as Blaze drove her nuts, she had to admit that she had gotten practically addicted to having sex with her cock. She genuinely didn't know how she would get by without being able to drain her balls into her girlfriend on a regular basis. Sliding her hips back and forth, the reporter fucked Blaze's mouth, her swinging nuts hitting the demon in the face as Blaze sucked and slurped on the fuckstick, getting it ready for her ass.

The reporter rubbed her face against the demon's abs. She kissed the little navel. It was so hard to think that she was going to be a parent...and not have to carry the baby herself! Every woman practically dreamed of that.

"Hey baby," Lois said, speaking into Blaze's belly button. "I'm your mommy! Well, your...fuck it, I'm your mommy. You're going to make your other mommy's belly big and sexy, yes you are..."

There was a rumbling beneath Lois, and with a lurch, the reporter extracted her cock. Blaze coughed, and unfolded herself, hips swiveling as she bent over the couch again. She spread her cheeks, once more making a target of her tight little hole.

"I said..." Blaze repeated, voice gurgling. "...fuck my ass."

"Of course, love," Lois said as she aimed her spit-slick schlong at the demon's shithole. "But from now on, no more using my toothbrush—for anything!"

The reporter's cock pressed against the clean, tight little asshole...and the head popped inside, just the way Blaze liked it, the demon gasping as her asshole tightened down on the slick head.

"F-f-fine," the demon said, unable to say no. "B-b-but I want you to fuck my ass every day of my pregnancy!"

Lois Lane grinned as she gripped the demon's slim hips. In truth, that wasn't a command she minded obeying at all.