Epilogue: Suck My Cock And I'll Let You Give Birth

The cramps had been coming for a while now. Lois Land had lost track of time, but she could feel that they were getting closer. The pain built each time, and the reporter's stomach felt overfull. Sticky jizz dripped from between her lips, and the silver sharpie had run dry. She lay her head against the wall.

"Please...I don't want to suck another cock...I need to get to the hospital!"

Even her voice was tired, phlegmy. A trail of semen ran down her gullet and she could still taste it, bitter and ammonia-laden, little balls of goopy sperm mixed in with her spit. She winced as another cramp struck her, all the muscles in her bloated belly and hips contracting in a sudden wave. Lois couldn't remember how long she had been here...long enough that she had crawled to the toilet to relieve herself more than once. For her to feel the baby kick inside of her.

"One more," Blaze's voice came from the other side of the gloryhole. A crimson cock came through the hole, and Lois moaned at the sight of it. The head itself was a deep purple, fading to a light pink just beyond the helmet-like glans, shading to the scarlet of fresh blood along its length. The veins stood out, pulsing, on the surface...and it had to be nearly ten inches long.

"The baby's coming. Suck my cock and I'll let you give birth," the demon's voice was full of grim amusement.

Her knees hurt. Her jaw hurt. Both hands gripped the shaft as the reporter ran her tongue over the tip, tasting piss and what might be another woman's pussy. The pregnant woman's stomach turned over, and she bit back bile. Swallowed hard...and latched her mouth around the head. Sore tits felt like they were ready to explode. Something wet began to pour out of her pussy, and for a moment the reporter thought she had wet herself...but then she realized what was happening.

Tears in her eyes, the reporter tried to take the cock deeper into her mouth. The head hit the back of her throat, and despite her practice, it triggered her reflex...and reflux. Half-digested cum began to churn up the reporter's esophagus, and she ripped her mouth off the **** cock, puking what felt like a pint of cum and stomach acid onto the floor...the reporter couldn't even make it to the toilet in time. Her body heaved as she emptied forth all the seed she'd taken in.

Another contraction hit, and Lois felt like she was being squeezed from both ends.

"Pathetic," Blaze said. "Get off your fucking knees. If you want a trip to the hospital, I want to feel some pregnant cunt around my cock."

Spitting, drooling, the pregnant reporter clung to the walls to get to her feet. Her shaking legs arched out, and she leaned against the far wall as she tried to line her pussy up with the raging red erection. Amniotic fluid lubed her tunnel as she cock slid inside...

"Move, you lazy fucking cow," Blaze said. "You don't want to give birth in a toilet, do you?"

No, Lois Lane thought as she gritted her teeth and slid her body back against the stupidly long demonic dick. No, I don't.

Some people, when beaten down by adversity, simply give up. Others find within them a core of strength, a determination to continue on. Not to be a passive participant in the current of events, but to be an active player, even if it means their own self-destruction. So palms against the wall, belly hanging down between her knees, Lois pushed herself back, back, until her ass pressed against her tally of cocks sucked, and the head of the demon's dick seemed ready to stab the baby in her head...and she began to move.

Her heavy stomach swung slightly back and forth, her tits jiggled, white drops oozing from the milk ducts and splattering the already-filthy floor. To the reporter, it felt like the cock was striking at the core of her being, was stretching her poor pussy...but she knew the baby would stretch it more. Women had survived birth; Lois knew she could survive getting fucked. If this was the price she had to pay, then she would do it.

Contractions came and went; Lois Lane's ass slammed painfully into the wall as she struggled to speed up, to encourage the demon to paint her uterus with cum, to make this living hell end. Yet for all that, Lois was feeling better just for moving, her stomach, now empty, was at least not lurching with every thrust. The reporter struggled for whatever strength she had left, to squeeze the cock with her cunt muscles, to move faster, let the heat of the friction build up.

"Cum," she said, body aching. "Cum cum cum..."

Something snapped inside the reporter. Her body slammed backward and forward, pushing and pulling her pregnant body to it's limits. Lois's cunt throbbed, and she could feel inside of her as the cervix dilated, the desire to push building, but before and overriding that was a more primal desire: she wanted to cum herself. It was like a fever burning through her body, sweat dripping off her tits, flowing down her distended abdomen, and Lois was fucking for herself, not just to meet Blaze's demonic whims...

"Aagh!" Lois cried out, pussy clenching so tight she thought she was going to squeeze the cock off inside of her as her whole body seemed to tighten at once. For a moment she thought it was a contraction...but no contraction sent a lightning wave of pleasure up her spine, made her back arch and toes curl against the filthy tile, sent silver sparks bursting in her vision...and then Lois Lane felt something very warm and wet, and her feet slipped.

Unable to catch herself she fell.

On her knees on the floor of the emergency room, one of the nurses rubbing her shoulders as the other one pulled at her pussy. The head was free, and the shoulders were coming out. There hadn't been time to get the pregnant woman into one of the birthing rooms, and the few people in the waiting room stared in a mixture of awe and disgust at the miracle of birth.

"Aaaargh!" Lois screamed, throat hoarse...and the baby slipped free. She almost fell forward, but the nurse caught her. More were coming with a bed-on-wheels, towels, doctors. Lois turned her sweaty face to see the nurse tying the umbilical cord, ready to clean the baby.

"It's a girl," the nurse said.

Lois panted...smiled...and then there was the afterbirth to deal with. The reporter grunted and squeezed the placenta out, but her sharp ears still heard the nurse say to the doctor.

"You wouldn't believe it...but her vagina was full of fresh semen when she arrived here!"