End: There Are Complications

All the stories, all the movies, could never prepare Lois Lane for the reality of birth. She could feel the seven bastards inside of her, jostling, waiting to be born, and her body was falling back to ancient instincts, muscles moving and straining for the same purpose that had served her mother and grandmother and all the line of her ancestors back to the beginning. The pregnant woman could feel the terrible pressure bearing down on her cunt, the entrance to her womb stretching open slowly, oh so slowly, thighs cramping and sweaty as she bore down...

But it had all gone wrong.

Dimly through the pain, Lois was aware that there were being clustered around her...the slim demons hovering thickly, massaging her back, wiping her forehead with cool wet cloths, peering anxiously between her legs...and there was one above them all, pale as ****, regal as a queen among the damned. Lilith, who cared for all mothers, turned to Blaze and said those terrible words:

"Breech birth."

Lois tried to scream, but found her voice gone, throat ragged. Wanted to sob but there were no more tears. She had lost count of how many hours she had been in labor, but she knew her waters had gone, the belly visibly smaller.

"What can be done?" Blaze hissed.

"To save the children or mother?" Lillith said.

"Both."

Fingers plunged into Lois' pussy and tugged ruthlessly at the walls. Only a faint gurgle escaped from her lips, body already wracked beyond telling to do more than register this latest invasion.

"The easiest way would be to cut them out," Lilith mused. "But she is dilated enough. I could turn them by hand."

"Do it," Lois managed to rasp, before Blaze could speak. "Save my babies."

Lois fell back, against Blaze's arms. The demon held her tightly, so Lois did not see any of the preparations...but she felt the strange, slim hand of Lilith slide into her cunt, fingers steepled together, pushing with firm and constant strength into her vaginal canal.

It was not the first time that Lois had been fisted in the last weeks and months, and perhaps for the first time she was glad of that. It was an oddly familiar stretching, strangely comforting to have that warm, knowing presence inside of her...except always before, Blaze had stopped short of her cervix, unwilling to hurt Lois, or the babies.

Now the reporter was fully dilated. Now the hand reached deeper inside Lois than ever before, deeper than anyone had ever gone before. Lois hissed as the fingers pushed past the gaping orifice of her cervix and...a terrible contraction hit her, worse than any before...and something else, something new...Lois squeezed Blaze's hand until she thought bones would break as she felt Lilith pull the first child into her birth canal.

"Big push now," the Mother of Demons said softly.

And Lois did.

It felt, the laboring reporter thought, like when Blaze had expanded her cock to its largest size, when it seemed to strain against her walls—and then pulled it out, so that it threatened to drag all of Lois reproductive system with it. Giving birth to her first child was like pushing that massive cock out of her, the whole body straining with the effort.

But it happened. Teeth clenched, every muscle in her crotch tired and aching, lower back screaming, she pushed and pushed and then there was a tremendous sense of relief...a temporary emptiness...and a wet smack and a caterwaul of new lungs tasting air for the first time.

Before Lois could do more than catch a breath, however, Lilith was there, pushing her hand and arm back inside that ravaged cunt, reaching for the next one.

"Six down, one to go..."

Lois shook. Demons mopped her forehead, her sweating arms, her breasts whose dark nipples had begun to leak golden droplets of milk. They gave her water, rubbed her aching muscles, they did everything they could for the young mother who had only one thing to do.

And as the second baby was pulled into her canal, Lois shuddered as she felt a familiar sensation creeping up on her. The baby making its was down her overstretched hole was bigger than the last, and Lois shuddered as though being fucked in reverse...and her body was responding. A sexual heat was rising in her as she pressed down, muscles aching, cunt stretched from within as her second born made its way out into the light...

She didn't actually cum until the third one popped its head past her pussy lips, Lilith there to help ease it the rest of the way out as Lois involuntarily shuddered and gasped. The new mother opened her eyes just wide enough to see the shadow of a smile cross the midwife's lips.

"It's very common," was all she said.

Four more babies. Lois had lost track of the hours, but Blaze never left her side. In the end, Lois had orgasmed twice more, and her body was...ruined, exhausted. She saw the weirdly deflated belly, skin hanging limp, no longer full of life. The seven babes were latched onto the breasts of demonic nursemaids, and Lois could barely keep her eyes open. She caught a few words from Lilith, something about "afterbirth," but she was so tired...Lois looked into Blaze's eyes, those white-on-white eyes, and remembered when she had just been fucked by Angelica in the club so long ago...

"Sleep Lois," Angelica Blaze whispered. "and when you wake, your long, wild night will be over. You have served me well...and I keep my promises."

The demon bent over, and Lois felt those warm lips press into her own, the warm breath filling her mouth.

"Until next time."