End: ...Demon Cum Will Change You

A heat burned through Lois Lane's body, spreading out from her too-full stomach and radiating outwards. Not a sexual heat exactly...it was like a low-level fever, an itch underneath her skin.

Gently, Blaze pulled her cock out of the reporter's mouth.

Lois swallowed, licking her lips compulsively as the heat and itch faded. A part of her instantly missed the feel of the dick in her mouth...and savored the lingering flavor of the cum coating her lips. Then she thought about what Angelica had said.

"What...kind of changes?" She looked over herself, hoping she hadn't suddenly sprouted horns or a tail. The pregnant reporter didn't feel any different.

Blaze smiled, knelt down and extended one finger to snag the waistband of the reporter's pants, pulling them out and down. Lois was about to frown and say something at this undue familiarity...and then she saw it.

There, hovering just about where her carefully trimmed patch of pubic hair was visible, was a vivid red patch of skin. Not inflamed in any way, just...scarlet, irregularly shaped, about the size of a half-dollar. Like a birthmark or tattoo. Except Lois Lane had never had a birthmark or tattoo there.

"It's called a devil's mark." Angelica explained. "When you ingest my cum, more of my essence flows into you. Over time, you will take on more demonic traits. The devil's mark will spread...although it should be fairly easy to conceal, for at least the first few months. Later in the pregnancy might be more difficult, as the changes get more dramatic. But you'll get stronger too. It'll help you with the birth."

Lois stared at the patch of scarlet skin, the exact same shade that Blaze's was, when the latter was in her demonic form.

"I'm becoming...like you?"

Angelica Blaze took back her finger, letting the waistband snap back. While Lois knew it was just the meal, she winced when she thought of how her waistbands were going to be getting tighter and tighter over the next few weeks.

The demon's hand stroked the reporter's cheek, her face drew close.

"Is that really so bad?"

Their lips met, warm and soft. Lois Lane found herself closing her eyes, losing herself in the moment, just the two...no, she thought of her belly...just the three of them. So much had changed in such a short time, for her, on this wild night out. Almost too much to consider.

Lois Lane knew that this was only one world among many. That on some other Earth, she might have married Superman and carried his child; or become a supervillain, or died in any of a thousand ways, or be editor of the Daily Planet. Yet this wasn't one of those worlds. In this world, at this time, she was here kissing Angelica Blaze, pregnant with her child, thinking of their future together.

She decided that really wasn't so bad at all.