Kick Open The Door!

"Alright, enough of this sneaky shit," Black Alice muttered. "I didn't come all the way down here to not kick some ass."

Striding boldly toward the door, the young woman gave it a solid kick right near the door handle. Wood splinted and the door fell open. Alice backed away, gagging at the sudden stench.

A woman stood there, leaning over a funnel that led to a large glass bottle, nipples on her tiny tits dark and erect. Her long black hair was disheveled and greasy looking, unnatural red skin grimy with dried spunk. Great black horns curled back from her brow, and when she deigned to look at them her eyes were pure white, with no pupil or iris. Both hands were a blur as she worked her crimson cock, the foot-long erection pointed at the funnel, swollen hairless swinging underneath.

"What the fuck is it?" The shemale growled. "I'm fucking busy, dammit!"

"That's her." The Deadman whispered, still possessing the body of the demonic bouncer. She swallowed heavily. "That's Blaze."

Lois raised an eyebrow, nostrils flaring. The bottle was half-full of demonic spunk, and she could smell it from here. It smelled like...the XXX from upstairs. Almost unconsciously she began to inch closer.

"I thought you said she was a threat?" The reporter asked, her horns scraping the top of the doorframe as she poked her head in.

It was a small room, half **** lab and half...something else. Pornographic magazines were scattered over the floor, a large work bench was covered with vials and burners, strange powders, and a wooden stand holding a very large and very old book, the pages appearing stained and wrinkled. There was a pill press, and piles of little tablets...but mostly there was Blaze, who had lost interest in them as she huffed and flogged her own unflagging erection.

The room was poorly, and Lois felt she could almost taste the spunk...

"There's something wrong," Boston said from behind Lois. "She shouldn't be acting like...this."

"Yes," Lois agreed. "There is something very wrong here."

Instinctively, the reporter dropped to her knees and nudged the funnel out of the way, the swollen scarlet cockhead pointed at her face.

"Fuck my mouth!" Lois ordered, but Blaze was already reaching up, grabbing the demonified reporter's horns, forcing the mouth down over her fat demonic dong.