A Lie

"Once, I was like you. Pretty. Mortal. Feminine. But my brother, a delver into the dark arts, put on me a most terrible curse."

With a gesture, the demon tossed the table aside...and she saw that Blaze was naked from the waist down. Jutting forth from between her crimson thighs was a hard and familiar shape that stole Lois Lane's breath away.

The reporter had once, in her younger years, interviewed a wiry hedgehog of a man who, despite his potbelly and growing bald spot, was one of the most notorious and sought-after male actors in the pornography industry. He had showed her why, too—and she had been young enough that she had even taken him up on his offer to sample his charms—after the interview was over, of course.

It was an experience that she could never forget. He had been unable to press all of it inside of her, but not for lack of them both trying. A young cub reporter, just out of university, Lois had left that incident out of her article. But this...

The swollen testicles were the size of oranges, full and ripe. Hairless and crisscrossed with purple veins. The shaft that rose from between them put the hedgehog's to shame. Lois would have bet anything at that moment that if you laid a ruler against it, the tip of that purple helmet would just peek over the top...and the base of it was as big as her wrist.

"I am trapped, you see, doomed to seduce and steal the souls of men and women as a succubus until I can find the sheath that fits my sword." The demon fluttered her eyelashes. "It has been a long quest, and it has taken me here, where so many sinners are drawn down to my darkness. I don't suppose you'd be willing to...help?"

Lois swallowed. She had no reason to trust Blaze. The Satanic shemale could be lying for all she knew. Still...if there was even a chance what she was saying was true...didn't Lois owe it to these men and women to do what she could to ease their suffering?

At least, that's what she told herself as she fidgeted on her chair, jizz dripping off of her into the cunny of the woman below. Her own pussy was itching fiercely, in a way that Lois knew all too well from that long-ago interview with the hedgehog. But she wasn't that callow young woman anymore...now she was experienced...

The reporter realized that Blaze was waiting on her answer.