Fight Smart, Fuck Smart

Lois Lane grinned—and turned and ran along the beach at full speed, dodging groping hands and legs to shoot past her enemies. The pregnant women, taken off-guard, took a moment to begin and run after her. The reporter grinned, sucking in air, running as fast as she could. There wasn't much distance to gain, since the beach ended so quickly, but she knew she'd need every inch of it.

As it was, even early in their pregnancies, the women were not exactly in sprinting shape after four weeks of eating nothing but cum. When Lois reached the back wall of the cavern she turned—and began running the other way.

Just as the reporter hoped, the four women were strung out, breathing hard, and totally not expecting the naked woman who had just been running away from them to come chasing back toward them. Diana Reynolds with her long legs was first, and the reporter's right fist crunched hard against her nose. Blood spurted into the cum as the nineteen-year-old barista and literature major dropped...but Lois didn't stop.

Jenny Dunlap screamed and took a swing at Lois, with her fingers gripped like claws. Lois dodged and kicked at the side of the blonde's knee. The pregnant woman screamed again, this time in pain and splashed into the warm pool of jizz.

Lois didn't stop. Mara de la Cruz was already skidding to a halt, trying to process what was happening; Tonya Wong was right behind her. The reporter barrelled her eyes and yelled, the two women bracing for an impact, expecting Lois to tackle them...and completely unprepared for when the reporter's foot came up between Mara's legs. The cunt punt landed so hard that it actually lifted the Hispanic woman onto her toes, eyes popping open as the reporter's foot crushed her pussy. Tonya still had her eyes closed when Lois Lane's fists cracked against her jaw and blackened an eye.

Panting, limping, Lois staggered along...right back toward Angelica.

The demon had shed any semblance of human form now. Goat-like legs covered with black hair descended from her waist, and the long scarlet cock was almost inhuman in shape and size. Her upper body remained unchanged. Slim, well-muscled, even bony, with the small pointed breasts and pink puffy nipples like unripe strawberries. The dark horns that jutted from her brow cackled with black lighting, forming a sort of halo that framed her head.

One red hand gripped her crimson cock, stroking it lewdly as she watched the bloodshed in her honor.

"A good show, Lois," the demon breathed. "But even if you kill them all, you're trapped here. As am I. The spell binds us both until it is complete. No one is leaving here until I impregnate you."

Lois rubbed her bruised knuckles. She could hear the women stir behind her.

"Yeah," the reporter said. "About that. What do you say to a deal?"

A light seemed to glimmer in the demon's pure white eyes. She cocked her head, the tip of one finger toying with her urethra, which was oozing a thin grey drool of precum.

"What could you possibly offer me?"

Lois grinned. "A smarter way out of here. Yeah, we can keep fighting...and maybe your bitches can eventually hold me down so you can **** me. But there's another option..."

"Go on..."