It Works! ...Maybe A Little Too Well

"Come on you bitch! Suck harder!" Blaze roared, utterly ignorant of what was happening as she fucked the face of the lead woman in the cultist's human sexipede.

Lois Lane had quickly repositioned herself so that Circe was beneath her, the tired-looking woman rubbing her jaw. The reporter spread her labia with her fingers...and the magic wand in her pussy nearly fell out. That gave Lois an idea.

"Hold it in your teeth!" Lois said.

Circe did...and the reporter sat on it, pressing her pussy down until her pussy kissed the sorceress' lips.

"Yeah. That works." Lois hissed. She had never been multi-orgasmic, but her heart was still pounding in her chest, her body was warmed up and...she felt that weird potential like maybe she could cum again, if she really tried for it...

Except this time, Lois was determined to make the magic work properly. To stop Blaze and her heinous scheme...by giving that demonic dickgirl the mother of all blueballs.

Palms on the floor, eyes locked on target, Lois Lane began to hump the wand had and fast, slamming her cunny down into Circe's face, ass flexing as she squeezed her pussy to keep the wand lined up to hit just the right spot. The reporter remembered how it had been when she had her first weekend all alone in her apartment, and had christened each room by masturbating it...marking it out as her own personal space, where she could do whatever she wanted...and by the time she was frigging herself in the closet while reading a dirty novel, the reporter had felt this kind of endless pit of determination, no matter how sore her pussy was or how cramped her fingers might get, that she was going to climax or die in the attempt.

That same kind of steely, indomitable will filled her now...and she could almost taste the energies at play as she slammed her cunt down again and again into Circe's face, now pressing it down and grinding, feeling the wand rub up against her g-spot...and in her mind's eye she could see that demon's cock...and what she wanted to do with it...

Just a tube, Lois thought as her breathing grew ragged, sweat streaming off her ribs. Her pussy hurt and yet she was so close, and beneath her Circe stared up punch-drunk from the repeated impacts, barely able to hold the wand in her mouth. It was a race against time, and even as Lois Lane sped up her own masturbation, she could see Blaze's balls swing back and forth faster and faster as she prepared to cum. It was a race against time...and in one last hip-blurring sprint, Lois Lane crossed the finish line first.

Power boiled up inside her, a burning energy that seemed to make every hair stand on end. With spectral hands, Lois Lane reached out and "grabbed" the tube in Blaze's cock...she could see the glowing red semen moving into it from those balls, like magma ready to erupt...and Lois used her spectral hands to tie that tube into a knot.

The energy vanished, as quickly as it had come. Lois sank forward, eyes barely open, exhausted...and smiled with satisfaction as a worried look crossed the scarlet succubi's face.

"Wait, something's wrong! I can't...I can't cum! I...oh, crapbaskets..."

Which was when Lois Lane noticed that the demon's testicles were growing...and starting to glow from within.