I Want To See What Demon Lois Looks Like

For just a moment, Blaze dropped her glamour. Lois Lane saw her as she truly was. The scarlet skin, red and shiny like leather. The dark horns that curled up from her brow. Burning white eyes without pupil or iris. The dark nails, sharp enough to rend flesh. A hungry leanness to Blaze that spoke of something shaped for the hunt.

The glamour slipped back, and Blaze seemed human again. Yet Lois realized what she was. It made sense. Functional hermaphrodites were rare in nature. But demons? Superman punched those at least once a year.

Lois Lane cracked a smile. "You want to see me horny, eh?"

Angelica's smile back was a bit brittle. "It depends on the person. Some of them are...nearly human. Some grow wings, cloven feet...it's all about what you think a demon is, and the darkness in your soul finds shape and expression in the flesh."

"But there's no going back, is there?" Lois said.

"Demons can change shape. It's a skill, like swimming or driving a car. Takes a bit of practice is all."

There was a silence for a moment.

"I can teach you," Blaze added.

Lois ran her finger in a spiral around the knuckle of her lover's thumb. "You really want me to be a demon that badly."

"If..." Angelica swallowed. "If you are pregnant. It would help to assure a safe pregnancy. If you stay human, the chances of miscarriage...skyrocket."

"And if I'm not pregnant?"

"Chances of conception are much higher."

Lois could almost feel the weight of the decision between them. Life-changing, and no mistake. But any more life-changing than getting knocked up from a one-night stand? She had to admit that while she didn't want to lose herself, there was something attractive to the idea of being able to shapeshift...to have powers. All it would cost her was her humanity. Assuming she could even trust Blaze.

"So...what would it entail? If I said yes."

"You'd have to take a rather large amount of the ****." Blaze said. "Normally they come in pills, but those can be crushed and snorted or...absorbed through any other mucous membrane."

The reporter's smile grew a little wider. "You mean there are people that crush up their demon **** and stick it in their pussy to get high?"

"Yes."

It was the that the dickgirl said it, so utterly matter of fact, that struck Lois. The demon wasn't joking.

"So...**** down a bunch of pills, or maybe face a miscarriage." Lois took a deep breath. "Hell of a choice. Will I actually get high?"

"Yes. The physical component of the **** stimulates bloodflow to the genitals, relaxes involuntary muscles, increases perception..." Angelica licks her lips. "...a little bit like ecstasy, or poppers, but fewer side effects. It's pretty safe, from a strictly biological standpoint."

"And from a non-biological standpoint?"

"You'll be slightly damned."