Chapter 19 by Zeebop

What if what?

...You're Wrong?

Blaze blinked, the lids falling over those pure white eyes.

"I mean, I don't know a lot about the whole Marvel Family business, but I know there's Mary Marvel, or Lady Shazam or whatever she's calling herself," Lois said. "And City of Cities is...I mean sure, Metropolis has metro in the name, but so does Urbanopolis. Is it even the seventh year of your reign? By what reckoning? That's even assuming I'm ovulating, which..."

"You are," the demon said, and something about the dickgirl's tone told Lois not to question how she knew.

"Okay, fine. Maybe it is a dangerous day for me. But from the sound of it, even if you do impregnate me, there's no guarantee that the kid has any powers, right? I mean, it doesn't say anything about that."

"These matters are...often up to interpretation," Blaze's voice held a quiver of hesitancy now. "But they are never wrong."

"I'm not saying the prophecy is wrong," Lois said. "I'm just wondering if you've thought this through. I mean, is there any more to it? For all you know Mary Marvel could be out on a hot date! Hell, it doesn't even say that the 'mortal mate' is female. Maybe you should be out seducing Superman or something. Is there any way to check?"

The demon's eyes opened wide. For a moment, they were brighter than the moon...and in a rush the crimson body was on top of Lois, pinning her to the bed. The cock seemed to swell and shift, becoming less human more...catlike. Soft scarlet spikes graced a more pointed tip, the urethra distended into a kind of teardrop shape, the prick more rigid and straight as it hung down from the demon's body, with a ribbed spine along the base.

"Yes, actually," the demon held Lois Lane down with one hand, which had grown into a kind of paw the size of a catcher's mitt, the tips of her claws just pressing into the reporter's skin. The other hand slid down to the reporter's flat stomach. "There is one very simple way to check..."