Epilogue: Wetting The Baby's Head

The demon Blaze swallowed. Her cock trembled, tenting her orange tunic. Lois Lane watched her shake a little as she stepped out of the binding pentagram, the crack to hell closing behind her.

"I...I've never done it with a pregnant woman," her hands gently reached for Lois Lane's four-month pregnant belly. Nothing huge, easily covered up with a baggy shirt or dress...but with the human woman naked, the small bump stood out on her thin frame.

"Well, I've never been fucked while pregnant," Lois said wryly. "So how about we wet the baby's head?"

They moved to the bed, Lois guiding the demon by the hand. Placed the shemale on her back, the stiff length of her cock slapping against her belly, big crimson balls pulsing between her thighs.

"In a few months," Lois breathed, nostrils flaring with the scent of the first real cock she'd seen in sixteen weeks. "I'll be too big for most positions. So for tonight, I thought we'd get used to...me being on top."

Blaze nodded, mutely. A long, forked tongue flickered out of her mouth. "Did you want to sit on my face? I can get you wet..."

The pregnant woman's laugh was harsh and grating as she climbed onto the prostrate demon's hips. She reached down and grasped the cock—now eight and a half inches long and pleasantly girthy—and guided it to the entrance to her cunt.

"I'm wet enough," Lois whispered...and to prove it, sank down in one go, the thick prick spreading her pussy out as she sank down to the base, until the swollen balls touched the cheeks of her now-meatier ass.

Lois Lane sighed in contentment. She had missed a lot of things over the last four months—sleep, appointments, her enviable waspish waistline—and not having anyone she could really confide in about her condition. Now, though, she had at least two things she had missed.

"Give me your hands," the pregnant woman ordered, and Blaze raised her arms, letting Lois clasp her palms, their fingers intertwined.

She began to ride. Her legs pushed her up from the bed, belly quaking slightly as the gravid reporter slipped up the long, thick length of the shaft and then fell back down on it, puffing slightly every time she felt the tip bottom out deep inside of her, the girthy prick rubbing against all the right spots inside her hot, dripping cunny. With Blaze's arms for balance she bounced and bucked at her own pace, using the summoned shemale as her personal dildo.

"I'm...not going to last long at this rate," Blaze puffed.

"You used to have more stamina," Lois laughed.

"It's been...a long time...for me too." The demon's face was redder than normal, almost purple, and Lois realized she was blushing...and the implication of what she was saying.

"You haven't fucked anybody else in four months?" The reporter's ass bounced hard against the demon's balls, putting her back into it, bringing her rounded belly down until it almost touched Blaze's own flat stomach. "What about masturbation?"

"I...I couldn't. Not...without thinking of you." The demon hissed, her voice sounding embarrassed, but Lois Lane was genuinely touched. Maybe Blaze did care.

"Well, don't worry about holding back. Not tonight," Lois squeezed her cunt muscles as hard as she could. "Because I want to feel a fucking gusher in my pregnant pussy, you hear me? I want to feel enough jizz erupt inside my snatch to make it feel like you're trying to get me pregnant all over again!"

For emphasis, Lois pushed out her four-month pregnant stomach, making the belly look even bigger and more swollen than it was—and that did it.

Lois Lane shook as the demonic jizz erupted inside of her. Hot black cum burst from the seal her pussy lips made around Blaze's cock, unable to hold back the tide. Spurt after spurt of oily thick baby gravy shot inside her, four months worth of backed-up sperm, released finally into the warm cavern they craved, destined only to find at the end that there were no vacancies.

An electric thrill went up Lois spine as she felt that sense of terrible fulfillment she had last known sixteen long weeks ago, when she had begged Angelica Blaze to nut inside her and knock her up...and the demon had, unleashing all that she had, both their minds and bodies uniting in one moment for a single carnal goal.

Lois sank back, panting. It had barely been a five minute fuck, but it was a start.

"That was good," the reporter said, her mind checking through her sexual bucket list. "But I have so many things I want to try..."

Blaze panted, her tunic in disarray, cock still plugging the pregnant reporter's snatch. "Anything you want," she said. "I'm here for you...for the duration of our contract."

"In sickness or in health," Lois whispered. "'til **** do us part."