Lois Rushes After Her

Exhausted as she was, anger flared through the reporter. Heedless of her nudity, she left clothes and money and rushed after Angelica Blaze. The devilish madame had not gotten far—Lois turned the corner and saw her pass through a door marked "W.C." in brass letters.

Without hesitation, Lois caught the door before it closed, swung it open and stepped through...

...which was not her first mistake of the evening.

There was a sense of movement. Not of herself, but of the world around her. The universe seemed to pivot around her left foot, which was just inside the doorway. Only two steps ahead, she could see the backside of Angelica Blaze in her dark evening dress...and then stars started to shine through the blackness. Stars that burned white, and then red as they seemed to recede away from her at an infinite distance...and very, very slowly, Lois stumbled forward.

The door closed behind her, and vanished.

The reporter's knees hit gritty, pale sand. A moon shown full above, the stars were amazingly bright. Blaze had left a trail through the dunes. It was cold in the desert, and the wind picked up to begin and cover her tracks...but there was light enough to see where she was going.

A heap of shadowed ruins, broken masonry almost completely swallowed by the desert. Lois had seen pictures of 1920s and 30s expeditions into the Sahara...the ancient structures weathered by time until they were almost unrecognizable...and something about these structures reminded her of that.

Lois pushed her exhausted body forward, following Blaze's trail. The woman, or whatever she was—Lois was increasingly convinced that Blaze wasn't human—was walking straight toward a dark, cave-like opening in the nearest structure. No hesitation, she knew where she was going...and Lois followed her on, shivering in the cold, the cum sloshing uncomfortably in her sealed pussy.