Lois Loses Her Head

"Oh God please no..." Lois Lane prayed. For the first time in a long time, she felt real fear and desperation. Her stubs wiggled helplessly, and she thrashed her body, trying to tear herself away from the demonic dick determined to knock her up. Her tits flailed, the enormous knockers swaying back and forth so hard that for a moment Lois was afraid they would tear themselves off.

"God isn't here, you big-titted little slut," Blaze said. "She can't help you. I can do anything I want with you. Fuck you in ways you can't even imagine."

Crimson hands reached out to wrap around the reporter's throat. Lois felt them close in, pressing against her jaw, her neck...squeezing gently. The reporter felt the blood **** into her head...for a moment she couldn't breathe, and she felt the blood rush to her head...her vision began to darken...

It wasn't quite a pop. More like a suction cup sliding free with a wet squelch. Lois felt suddenly weightless, but she could breathe again. The demon waved her around with effortless strength, and Lois sucked in hair, feeling a weird rattle at the base of her neck...and then Blaze turned the reporter's head around in her hands...and Lois looked down at her own headless, limbless torso impaled on the demon's dick.

The stump of her neck was smooth as if it had been cut with a laser, no blood whatsoever, and the hole that must have been the reporter's esophagus was in the middle of it, opening and closing as it sucked in air.

Lois Lane's mouth moved. She tried to scream, to curse, to say something...but she had no breath, no way to **** the air over her vocal chords. Her mouth opened and closed, but this far from her lungs, she couldn't actually speak.

"Look at that!" Blaze said. One scarlet finger reached down and ran along the opening to the reporter's esophagus on her torso. "We've got a fun new hole to play with!"

The demon pulled her cock out of the reporter's sopping cunt. Lois Lane looked on with horror at the black ooze that flowed out of her violated slit. It was more cum than she had seen since that one night she had drunkenly googled bukkake videos. Whatever magic the demon used, Lois could still feel her body, albeit somewhat dimly.

"You know something I've always wanted to try?" Blaze asked

The reporter's mouth gawped open like a fish out of water. She couldn't respond, and the demon knew it. The crimson hands turned the head around and lowered her until the reporter was staring at her own fresh-spunked cunt.

"Seeing a bitch eat out her own creampie. Why don't you try it? You don't want to get pregnant do you?"

Without waiting for Lois to think about it, the demon pressed the reporter's severed head against her own pussy. Lois Lane's mouth mashed into her slit, the bitter, salty flavor of the demon's cum filled her mouth...and as much as Lois hated giving Blaze the satisfaction, she began to lick her own cunt.

Because Blaze was right. Lois didn't want to get pregnant. Even if it meant fulfilling Blaze's perverted desires, if Lois could scoop, slurp, and suck and of the jizz out of her pussy, then thre was a chance, however slim, that she might make it out of here tonight without getting knocked up.

It was weird, eating herself out that way. Lois could feel her lips on her pussy and her pussy on her lips. Feel the tongue sliding in and out, scooping up mouthfuls of nasty demon cum and swallowing it down...only to feel it leak out of her neck-hole. The dim numbness of the situation meant that Lois couldn't exactly feel the effects of her autocunnilingus, but she could see the result...the little clitoris erect, the genitals pinkening as blood flowed down to her labia, the slightly tart taste of her own pussy juices increasing...

If I keep this up, I'm going to give myself an orgasm! Lois thought.

What the reporter hadn't counted on were the depths of Blaze's perversion.