Epilogue: More Gratuitous Pregnant Sex

Angie had made Lois wear a plug today. Bent her over the bathroom sink and lubed her up with her tongue, then slid it home. The cold steel had warmed up from her body temperature, but it was just a presence inside of her, the weight of it a constant reminder of what waited for her when she got home.

At eight weeks, the reporter still hadn't told anyone except the doctor about the pregnancy. Things happened in the first trimester. Miscarriages were common...and, to be honest with herself, Lois liked having a secret. But now that she was starting to show, people were starting to notice she was wearing bigger shirts to hide the little pooch of a belly.

Clark had grown markedly colder these last few weeks. Burying himself in work, always heading somewhere else. She'd caught him staring, once or twice, but he hadn't said anything. The reporter grinned wickedly to herself.

Smallville is pretty old fashioned, he wouldn't want to say anything. Her smile widened. Probably mortified at the whole idea of pre-marital sex, having babies out of wedlock...

Not that Lois would have minded some wedding bells. She and Blaze still hadn't talked about that kind of thing, but Lois was feeling...the need to get to that point. Talk about the future. For them, and for the kid. But right now, all Lois Lane could think of was what would happen when she got home.

"Clothes off," Blaze said, the moment the pregnant reporter came in the door. The demon had set a chair facing the apartment's entrance, so that when Lois walked in the first thing she saw was her naked lover, slowly stroking a massive erection, a bottle of lube at her feet. The reporter hastened to comply, kicking off her heels and shedding her shirt and skirt, bra and panties.

Lois knew she wanted to see the belly. The small but definite swell of life growing inside of her, so tiny and fragile yet undeniably there, already reshaping her body a little bit each day. Angie smiled at her.

"Come here," the demon ordered, and Lois strode forward slowly. She turned and bent over, reaching back with her hands to spread her ass cheeks wide, the way that Blaze had taught her to, over the long nights of their relationship. Fingers brushed the rim of the asshole, pink and sensitive, not touching the plug just yet.

"How did it feel?" Blaze asked as her fingers closed on the plug, tugging it gently.

"I could feel it, all day," the pregnant woman said. "My little secret. The weight of it inside me. At first it was uncomfortable, especially...sitting down. It would press deeper and I wanted to yelp, but couldn't. I couldn't fidget either, because then someone would know something was wrong, would ask, and I'd have to lie...ah!"

The plug was tapered, but the wide bulge stretched her asshole open as Blaze pulled it out. The demon's affection for sodomy had opened her up to whole new worlds of exploring her ass, but the sphincter was still sensitive. She was glad she had cleaned herself out earlier, or this would be messy.

The butt plug dropped onto the floor with a thunk. Lois did her best to hold the gape. She knew that Angie liked that, liked to stare into the "pink abyss" as she put it. There was the push of a bottle-dispenser, and then warm fingers spreading cool lubricant jelly around the rim of her asshole, getting her nice and slick. The pregnant woman let out a little moan, enjoying the fingers sliding around and inside of her, legs trembling a little.

"Turn around," Blaze said. Lois straightened up, wondering how she would do all that in a few months, when her belly was hanging down in front of her. She turned, nipples hard...but her lover's eyes were focused on the belly. The reporter arched her lower back to make it seem even bigger.

"Mount me." She hissed hoarsely, and Lois raised her leg up over Angie's hip, the demon lending an arm to steady her as they began the delicate dance of lining up the dickgirl's cock and the pregnant reporter's asshole.

It slid in with surprising ease. Lois gasped at the familiar sensation of her ass being filled by her favorite cock, settling down until she was nice and snug in Blaze's lap. During the day, Lois hadn't been able to forget about the plug in her ass, not for a moment...but this was different. This was something more than the background noise of one orifice, this was her getting filled by a big fat dick, hot and hard and throbbing.

Blaze touched her belly. "You're not big enough yet. You need to eat."

Lois grinned. She started to move on her own, thighs working, well-lubed asshole sliding easily along the hard dick. "You just want me to get fat." She teased.

"I want my breeder healthy," Angie had both hands on the belly now.

The pregnant woman was moving faster now. It had taken her some time to really get into anal sex. There had been moments early on where it just hurt, where it did nothing for her...and she had wondered at all those porn stars that moaned in apparent ecstasy as they got railed by some fat cock.

Now though, she got it. Still wasn't anything like getting her pussy fucked, but that was part of the appeal too...it was slower, more deliberate. The heat in her ass built up, until it felt like something was going to give inside of her. Lois leaned forward, arms around Blaze's neck, shaking her titties in her lover's face.

"Want me to have a big fat belly," Lois whispered. "So you can see it shake as you fuck your breeder bitch."

The demon grinned. Angie's right hand slipped down from the belly to the reporter's pussy, one thumb pushing itself into the pregnant woman's cunt.

"You love being pregnant, don't you?" She said, voice entirely human for a moment. Lois Lane's smile matched her own.

"About as much as you love me being pregnant," Lois acknowledged.

That was how they fucked, hearts beating as one, until Lois Lane's thighs clamped and she shook, pussy gushing around her lover's thumb. Blaze picked her up to finish her off on the bed, long slow strokes that ended with the dickgirl buried balls deep in her pregnant lover's ass, shooting her cum deep into her guts. Then they would kiss, very tenderly, and hold each other.

Moments like that, Lois forgot all about the future, and thought nothing could tear them apart.