Demon Pregnancies Last 6.66 Hours

Lois' hear skipped a beat. Then two. A sudden uneasy feeling crept into her guts.

"That's...that's impossible," the reporter said. "You're lying."

She wanted to believe that was true. Needed it to be true.

Angelica Blaze rocked her gently back and forth. Lois stared into the dark pits that her lover's eyes had become, and then the shemale blinked, white-on-white eyes with no iris or pupil staring sightlessly out at her...and then they began to glow, little specks swimming inside those orbs...

"I am the Queen of Lies," the shemale's voice deepened. "But not this time. You really should have been wearing protection, sweetmeat. Demons carry a...well, call it a sexually transmitted disease, albeit a benign one. It's a retrovirus, ripping through your body like HIV, reconfiguring cells. Your body is being shifted toward breeding, all resources devoted to the embryo growing right now in your womb."

Something poked Lois in the crotch. She stared down to see Blaze's breasts, crushed against her own. Although the reporter couldn't see it, she knew it was the demon's cock poking at her.

"Of course, there are some drawbacks. You don't have much spare fat on you, and even a small baby requires lots of nutrients...skinny thing like you is probably going to end up one of those mothers with all belly, no tits. Stretch marks, too...but I like stretch marks. Like battle scars."

A shudder went through Lois as the tip of Blaze's dick pushed up the reporter's shirt, the swollen, hot cockhead dribbling against the bare skin of her belly-button. Instinctively, Lois pushed away...and to her surprise, Angelica let her go. The naked demon stood there in all her glory, form still shifting slowly into something even less human every moment.

"You can't run from this, Lois. The countdown has already begun. In 6.66 hours, you will give birth to my firstborn." The demon licked her lips. "Stay with me, and I can ensure you both survive. Run...and you won't last the night."

Lois shivered. She still didn't want to believe Blaze...but her stomach was churning, like she needed to eat, except she wasn't hungry; and she could taste bile in her throat. If the demon was telling the truth, Lois wasn't sure what she could do...women died during normal childbirth, and she had no experience with pregnancies whatsoever.

What do I do? The reporter's mind raced to find an answer.