Lois & Blaze read "Something They Will All Regret" by TheLeherengin, Part 2

"How do people do this without sex?" Blaze wondered aloud, and Lois felt the demon's hands wander.

"Don't," the reporter said. "We're keeping this platonic. Focus on the story."

"This story isn't us, sweetmeat," Blaze hissed. "It's not that it's bad, but we can't get into it. Chapter after chapter. Siege. Politics. Intrigue. Game shit. It's like...watching someone else play a video game."

"It's a review," Lois shot back. "It isn't about being nice to the writer, or being sexy. It's about being honest with the audience. Maybe focusing on the sex has distracted us from that."

"Or perhaps, every review is a reflection of the reviewers as well as the reviews," the demon said. "Doom continues on his journey. Chapter after chapter. Leveling up...and then, of course, we get what passes for character development."

A red finger stabbed at the tablet and highlighted a paragraph.

"No... Aside from playing strategy games I had another darker hobby. I liked to find women, the cute and happy kind. Women who looked at the world with optimistic eyes. I liked to find them and... hurt them badly. I'd **** them, break them, sometimes physically **** them too and sometimes I'd kill them. There were at least fourteen women buried in the woods near my home," he admits. "I made a mistake though... There was this one girl, another soldier, she was a little ray of sunshine and I wanted to see her broken and crying so much, I... was stupid and she ended up blowing the whole thing up. Got me arrested and they reinstated the **** penalty just for me. The news called me one of the greatest monsters of the 21st century. As far as I know, they never found the bodies in the woods, they only knew about the ones I left alive," he finishes and then notices Prai is standing in front of him, she's finished stripping, but she's just staring at him, unmoving, "what's wrong? Learned more than you wanted too?" he asks.

"That," the demon said with sincerity, "is some edgelord shit."

"There's a market for that," Lois said, though her mouth was set in a grim line. "Is it any worse than some of the chapters we've been in? Nasty chapters. ****. Corruption. Violent sex."

The demon gave an expressive shrug. "**** porn is a flavor of darker eroticism. This is different. Crapsack. It is very much trying to out-do Game of Thrones, with all of the **** and sadness and people hurting each other. For what?"

"Some might say that's a mark of a decent writer," Lois noted. "The characterization may not be nice, but it's there, finally. I don't like the story at all, it isn't my cup of tea, but you have to admit the writing isn't shit. For all that there's the occasional typo."

Her chest tore open.

"Should be past tense, right? Torn?" Blaze said. "As in, I tore your hymen, her hymen was torn?"

"Yes. A little thing, but it bothers me," Lois said. "Lots of little things bother me. The sex scenes aren't terrible, from any technical standpoint, but there never seems to be any point to them except raw sadism or the occasional reminder that these are typically erotic stories. I suppose we can't throw stones, since we have so much sex and so little plot and character development in many of our chapters, but it still feels a bit mechanical."

"It was funny when Cara called Doom out on it being **** o'clock," Blaze added.

"For fucks..." Cara starts and then coughs a bit more, staggering a bit as she approaches the two of them, "for fucks sake! Doom! Stop thinking with your dick, she's a valuable resource! Ginny! Is dying fruitlessly to maybe hurt some asshole worth it?" she asks.

"Funnier than the inevitable gamer-in-an-isekai-discovers-an-exploit moment," Lois Lane said with a heavy sigh. "We're really the worst people to review this story. We like character growth and sexy sex and a plot that moves without spending an entire chapter on explaining how the world works. Kinks and transformations. You're right, Blaze, this is very much not our scene."

The demon nuzzled the reporter's cheek. "Tell me I'm right again. You know I like hearing that."

"No sex," Lois warned. "Although speaking of, this is the best moment in the last twenty chapters:"

She hadn't gotten to shave while in the hospital and then was imprisoned and Ginny is slightly surprised to see small tufts of white hair surrounding her cunt and she glances back up at Cara.

"Your hair isn't dyed? That's real?!" she asks shocked and Cara blushes.

"You're in a bullshit magitek factory in the middle of the desert with the literal Final Fantasy equivalent of the Antichrist discovering he can make potions out of garbage, people are getting impregnated, giving birth to tentacled beasties, and lactating, but natural platinum blonde hair is one for the books," Lois said with a shake of her head. "The tonal shift for these almost wholesome lesbian moments gives me whiplash."

"Get used to it," Blaze said. "There's a lot of chapters left after this one, and we have to find something to talk about."