Epilogue: Who's Big And Pregnant And Red All Over?

Angie Blaze Lane awoke to find herself spread-eagled on the bed. Black satin sheets tied her limbs to the four corners. Black silk panties knotted into her mouth and tied there with a pillowcase. Not for the first time, the demonic dickgirl wished she was a light sleeper, like her wife...

A vision entered the room, freshly washed and showered. Raven-black hair spilled down to her shoulders. Violet eyes without pupil or iris seemed to glow from within by their own light. Scarlet skin, as red as fresh blood on parchment, as red as Blaze's own covered every inch of the naked female form.

There was a lot more of it than there had been thirty-eight weeks ago. The stomach stuck out in front, skin taut, a dark line leading up from the freshly-shaven crotch to the distended belly button. Four teats rested atop the pendulous belly, the dark nipples looked almost purple in the dim light of the bedroom, wet-looking, and Angie wondered if Lois had been milking herself again...her upper breasts had grown so large that the pregnant reporter could just lick the tips.

Larger hips rolled as Lois strolled toward the bed. They had widened in the intervening weeks, and inches of meat had found their way to her waist and ass and thighs, which jiggled slightly. Unconsciously, between her legs, the demon's dick drew itself up to attention. The thighs gleamed wetly, the scarlet labia darker than when Angie had first pushed her cock between those lips, into that tight, hot channel.

Lois set her right knee up on the bed. The belly hung so low it nearly grazed the sheets as the pregnant woman—no, the pregnant demidemon—levered herself somewhat ungainly onto the mattress. The reporter had to pause and pant a little before crawling over the body of her spouse, the hard cock trailing against the skin of her scarlet swollen stomach...and as she loomed over Angie, she whispered those four words every being with a dick longs to hear.

"My ass is ready."

Lube drizzled over the head of Angie's dick, and lois worked it into the shaft blindly as she rested the fat belly on Angie's tits. The demon raised her head to kiss and lick the belly before her. Their baby. Her bride. Not for the first or the fiftieth time the thought occurred to her.

Superman is an idiot! If I was him, I'd have married Lois and knocked her up years ago!

Lois raised herself up and with her hands, guided the fat, lubed-up dick to her back door. It was an effort to remember the days when Lois had been an anal virgin instead of an anal slut....but now Blaze's toes curled as the rectum closed over the tip of her demonic dong, and Lois closed her eyes and gave a little sigh of satisfaction as she leaned back, letting the fat shaft fill up her asshole, the hot, hard length sliding home with practiced ease, stretching out her little hole.

The pregnant reporter sank down until the weight of her settled on Blaze's body, pinning the demon to the bed with her weight. Lois reached down, her hands grasping her wife's tits and squeezing them in her palms until the pink nipples pressed out between her fingers.

"You know," Lois said. "I've been thinking."

"Mrghwgh?" Blaze said through the gag.

"I think pregnancy agrees with me. And I don't want the baby to be an only child."

The violet eyes flashed as Lois began to move, rocking forward and back, fucking herself on that hard cock, her pussy drooling its hot juices onto Blaze's crotch.

"So I'm thinking...after we have this one...maybe we have another. Right away."

"Ofghrgh," Blaze said, nodding enthusiastically.

The bed creaked as Lois picked up the pace.

"Of course, I'll need a lot of help. Being pregnant again. With the baby. I'm sure they'll let me work from home, but even so, you'll have to take care of all my personal needs."

Blaze nodded so hard she looked like a bobblehead figure. Lois smiled and moved her hands up to grasp the demon's horns. The dickgirl's hips began to rise and fall, frustrated at the slow pace of the fucking, **** to ream her wife's pregnant ass.

"Glad we agree," Lois said as she began to move faster.

It was well past noon before Lois let her wife out of bed.

Not until well after the contractions hard started.