Demonic

"A few years ago, Blaze and her brother Satanus started distributing a **** called DMN in Metropolis." Deadman said.

"I remember that. It was hard to pin down - not sold through the usual channels, not the usual high, weird side effects. People hallucinated they were turning into demons." Lois chimed in. "Superman put a stop to it."

"Right and wrong. Superman stopped it—but the **** didn't cause people to hallucinate. They became demons. DMN was a magical ****, an alchemical substance distilled from their own blood." Deadman replied. "Now, Blaze is back, and making DMN from her own essence."

"When you say 'essence' you mean like...girlcum?" Black Alice chimed in, eyes wide.

Deadman frowned. "Succubi do tend to, ah, 'mark' victims with their sexual fluids. So yeah, I think there's a bit of her in every dose."

Lois' stomach fluttered. "How is this DMN delivered? What does it look like?"

The possessed goth raised an eyebrow. "They've been slipping it into cocktails upstairs. I've seen containers marked 'XXX'—I think that's it."

A pulsing heat seemed to build up in Lois' stomach, and she laid a hand on her midriff as a sudden cramp hit her. "I...I drank a couple of those, upstairs. How long does it take before it starts...urp." Lois felt suddenly hot. A blistering heat that emanated from just below her belly button, and flowed outwards. She could literally feel a burning heat emanating from her vagina, flowing down her legs.

"What's going to happen to her?" Alice said, the teen watching Lois in fascination.

Deadman licked his lips. "Depends on how much she's had. She might start to turn into a succubus like Blaze, or it might only be...partial. I think Blaze has been experimenting with the mix, seeing what different effects she an get."

The heat from her groin was spreading outwards, and Lois was bent almost double with pain as the cramp worsened. She could taste sulphur in her mouth, and there was a terrible pressure in her head.

"This might work in our favor, though. If she looks like a DMN-user, we might have an easier time getting in the club." Deadman said.

"Yeah, long as she doesn't get addicted to demon jizz." The teen retorted. Yet the just-legal Alice watched Lois like a hawk. "If her titties get bigger, I might snort some succubi spunk myself."