Epilogue: Ridiculous Pregnant Sex

"Do it!" Angelica panted. "Do it now, please!"

Lois squeezed internal muscles. It was so hard, when someone was watching. Her wrists chafed in the ropes, and Blaze's cock was filling her ass so hard...the pregnant reporter shuddered as she closed her eyes, and finally felt her bladder let loose.

At eight weeks pregnant, Lois Lane's stomach wasn't really showing, and she was still as athletic as ever. The golden stream splashed onto her lover's crimson abs. She leaned back, angling the stream higher, splashing against the scarlet breasts. Arcing the piss up toward the chin set against her chest, and then the open mouth.

The demonic dickgirl erupted inside the reporter's ass as the hot, acrid piss hit its goal. Lois shuddered herself, excited at an act that would have been completely anathema before she met Blaze.

"Yes!" the reporter cheered, pulling at the ropes that held her suspended from the ceiling. "Three points!"

As the stream of piss petered out into a dribble, Blaze smiled...and swallowed. The dickgirl sighed. Something wheezed. Lois imagined it was probably the inflatable chicken.

"Was it good for you?" The dickgirl asked.

Lois sagged, panting in her ropes. She could still feel the demonic sperm swimming around in her ass. The reporter bit her lip, not sure how to bring this up...

"Angie...babe...I'm not sure this is doing it for me," the pregnant reporter said. "I mean, the bit with the anal beads and the hot wax was fun, and you know I love it up my ass, and I'm always willing to try out a new kink..."

The demon smiled. Her hands reached up to rub the reporter's stomach, but was careful not to touch the navel ring. The piercing was still new, the flesh around it pink and sore.

"...but I don't know how much I'll be able to do 'piss-shooting' in a few months. And my kitty is feeling a little neglected."

"Hmm," Blaze said. "So...you want to go back to straight, vanilla sex? Missionary position and all that?"

Lois blushed. "I didn't say that!"

"I mean, you were the one that asked me to spank you."

"Lots of women like to be spanked!"

"While calling me 'daddy,'" the demon's pure white eyes seemed to glow in the darkness. There were condoms impaled on her horns.

"Lots of women—"

"And you made me promise that the next time I came in your cunt I'd knock you up again like my little fertility goddess..."

Lois screwed up her face. "You could stick other things in my pussy."

Blaze raised an eyebrow. Somewhere, an egg-timer went off. Lois remembered that now the fondue should be ready....and the bananas. The demon looked over at the flame flickering beneath the pot.

"You want...?" The demonic dickgirl left the rest of the question unanswered. Lois nodded, vigorously.

"Okay," Blaze said, pulling at the ropes to raise Lois off her dick. "As you wish my love."

The demonic dick slipped out of the reporter's ass with a wet slurp, Lois quivered with excitement as she clenched her ass cheeks. Even with the rubber sheets, there was no need to make too much of a mess...even though she was pretty sure the chocolate was going to go absolutely everywhere.

And I'm going to make Angie lick up every drop, Lois Lane told herself.

"You know, some of these strawberries are still frozen," Angie said. "Wonder what these would feel like if I pushed them up your ass."

"Only one way to find out," Lois said with a smile.

She never knew that being pregnant could be so fun!