Lois Wants To Go Back Into The Pool

Lois turned back to the pool. The pink glow seemed much more subdued than a moment ago.

"I've got to go back. Maybe if I take another dunk, it can fix this, undo it..."

Blaze's hand gripped the reporter's upper left arm.

"That's...not a good idea. If this thing works like I think it does, it doesn't work twice...and if it doesn't work like that, there's no telling what it might do to you. You might not survive...or come out as a true monster."

The reporter turned back. There was something so different about Angelica Blaze's face right then, an eagerness around the eyes, a dark purple blush across the cheeks.

"Besides, you don't need to be 'fixed.'" she said. "You're perfect."

Lois felt the fangs in her mouth. Just staring at Angelica was...doing things to her. She could feel her nipples stiffen, more sensitive before. Her pussy itched. Just a glance at the demon's breasts made the reporter's mouth ache to suck on those crimson nips.

"I'm a monster," Lois said.

"Am I monster?" Blaze asked, softly.

The reporter couldn't look in her eyes.

"You don't understand. I...I can't be..."

A scarlet hand released her arm. Slid up her neck to cradle her face. Blaze leaned in, her musky scent overwhelming the reporter's more acute senses. Lois could almost taste her skin, her breath...

"Can't be what? Different? Reviled?" The voice sank down to a whisper. "Gay?"

Lois Lane shuddered.

"If you want to go back in, I won't stop you," Angelica told her. "But I think it's dangerous. If you really want to be...human...again, there might be a better way. You know some magic-workers right?"

The reporter stared at the pool. The glow had sunken down to a ruddy glare, much darker than before, which threw pale pink shadows on the wall.

"Yes," she said. "I do."

But do I want them to see me? Lois thought to herself.