Chapter 17 by Zeebop

What does Blaze say?

I Can Smell Your Pussy

The red nostrils twitched. The crimson cock began to rise. Lois Lane hurriedly backed away.

"Lois Lane. What have you been up to?" the demon said. She seemed, despite her slowly stiffening prick and the way she snuffled at the air, to be relatively in control of herself. "You smell...really good. Something different...are you ovulating? Normally I can't tell, but..."

"Who are you?" the reporter said as she circled slowly around the bed, as the demon stepped forward. The cock continued to rise, and seemed ludicrously large now...it had to be a foot long, at least, when erect. "How do you know my name?"

"I watched you come in, Lois," the demon said, her voice distracted, a little Mona Lisa smile on her lips. "This is my club. I'm Blaze..."

Lois Lane's eyes were stuck on that prick. It was fully erect now, a scarlet bar as hard as iron, the purple glans rubbery and stiff, a bead of pre-cum forming at the urethra.

"You're behind this," Lois said. "The missing women...the transformations...how...why?"

They had half-circled the bed now, the **** women watching the show languidly.

"I'm a succubus," Blaze said. "I came to capture souls and fuck. That's what I've always done. Business has been good. But now..."

The cock reared unnaturally, like a serpent ready to strike. For the first time, Blaze stretched out her long legs and nearly closed the gap between them in a single stride, which **** the bottomless reporter to backpedal faster.

"...I think what I really want is to fuck you. What do you say?"