There Was A Prophecy

"There are oracles in Hell. Books written on angel skin, in golden and unsullied blood. The future, read in the entrails of the victims of the war with Heaven. I read deeply in those books, and I found one which..." The demon sighed. "It said that the Daughter of Seven Thunders would meet her mortal mate in the City of Cities, on the anniversary of the seventh year of her reign, and that a child would be conceived, and by that child she would win the world."

The demon raised her red hand as if to rake the moon out of the sky.

"I did divinations. There were signs that were precipitous to such an arrangement—demons cannot always successfully breed with mortal women, but if the circumstances are right, and the womb is receptive...I could feel the invisible forces align as I set my trap in that club, a charm to draw toward me those candidates who were most susceptible, most able to carry my seed...I had hoped to snare a heroine, and when I drew you in..."

Lois rubbed her stomach. If she was impregnated, she certainly didn't feel any different.

"You were planning this for a long time," the reporter said. "What about the women who went missing?"

"Bait," the demon sighed and threw herself back on the bed to look at the stars. "They don't exist. Succubi, under assumed identities, corrupting the youth at university. I sent them back to hell for a while; the mystery was a part of the lure with which to bring a potential mate in. You see, she had to come to me of her own free will..."

"I did do that," Lois reached down and rubbed her sore pussy. It was starting to ache a bit. Although the reporter know she should be thinking about how to get out of here, curiosity made her ask: "What were you going to do afterward?"

"What?" Blaze said.

"After you impregnated the woman of your dreams. What were you going to do? Just set her free and wait for her to give birth? What if she decided to abort it?"

The demon was silent for a moment. "I...was going to negate any attempt to abort the pregnancy. Wait for the child to be born, and...see what happens. I don't know if its powers will be manifest at birth, or if I'll have to wait until its majority. I suppose I would have stood by in the delivery room, waiting to take possession, and raise my offspring down in Hell."

Lois mused on that. It was a lot to take in. After all, if she did end up pregnant from tonight's ****, it could be her future.

"Anyway," the demon sighed. "The night is young, and I want to make sure you're pregnant."

She rolled over onto all fours...and Lois saw that the demonic dick was hard once again.

"If you don't want to get hurt," the demon said. "Then don't fight back."

"Hold on," Lois said, scrabbling to move backward, sliding off of the pillow under her ass. "Can't we talk about this?"

"What's there to talk about?" Blazes eyes seemed to glow from within, brighter than the moon. Pure white light. "You're getting fucked. That's going to happen."

Lois swallowed. "What if..."