End: Blaze's True Form

Lois Lane's eye widened in shock.

The creature on top of her—the entity that had been making love to her—was lithe and lean, hard-muscled as a greyhound. The reporter could count the ribs on her chest, the small hard breasts were those of a runner, and her features were sharp, skin drawn tight across high cheek bones. The eyes that stared down at her were pure white, with no pupil or iris, and lay in deep, dark pits beneath great jutting horns that curled back over her head.

Skin like fresh blood on parchment moved over muscles like bundles of steel wire. Long, tapered hands that ended in claws caressed the reporter's flesh and teased her nipples, careful not to scrape Lois Lane's delicate skin. The reporter's gaze fell down to where their crotches met—just in time to see Blaze pull out, her twin cocks gooey with jet-black jizzum.

"Oh, shit." The red-skinned double dickgirl said, finally noticing that Lois Lane's blindfold was askew. The red-skinned inhuman creature above her blinked, looked down at herself...and in an instant was again the very human Angelica Blaze. A little smaller, a little softer around the edges. Yet she still had two cocks, which Lois noticed were still very erect, despite just cumming inside of her, and the pearls on them were still jet-black.

Angelica tried to **** a smile...which became a bit of a rictus grin. "You uh...you saw that, didn't you?"

"I...you..." Lois swallowed. "What are you?"

Blaze coughed. "I'm...well, you'd call me a demon. Not the whole fallen-angel type, but I was born in hell to a succubus...I'm a shapeshifter but I, uh, kind of lose control in the middle of an orgasm."

"Turn back," Lois said. "I want to see your real form."

The demon hesitated.

"Really?" the dickgirl said. "Most people are kind of freaked out about this."

"I'm a reporter in Metropolis. I've seen Superman punch nastier things than you until their innards were coming out of their cloaca." The bound reporter insisted.

The demon blinked, again. It was weird to see, as though she had to remember how to do it. But as the reporter watched, the image of Angelica Blaze shimmered...and was replaced once again by the demon, blood-red skin and hard muscle, pure white eyes and jutting horns.

"Can you take off my blindfold please?" Lois asked.

Scarlet hands reached forward. The claws looked sharp...and, Lois could see, there were little calluses on the pads beneath. Traces of scars, faint against the red skin, most of them very fine and long-faded. The hands plucked the blindfold from the reporter's head, so Lois could stare at her with both eyes.

Now that Lois took a few moments to really look at her, the demon Blaze appeared...more relaxed. Skinnier, spikier. The nipples a dark red almost to blackness, abs with clearly-defined muscles. The cocks were different than any human dicks she had seen...and not just in length or girth. The heads were almost purple, with little soft spikes on the crowns, and three-lobed urethras that opened and closed like the mouths of the worms in Dune, revealing small backward-facing teeth. Lois wondered at what quirk of evolution would make those necessary, and shuddered.

"You lied to me," the reporter said.

"I..." And Lois Lane found out that demons could blush, the skin darkening across those sharp cheeks and the bridge of her narrow nose. "Most women...don't like me. In this form."

"Most women. You've done this before?" Lois pressed.

The demon seemed to chose her words carefully. "Yes. I've had other human women as lovers. Brought them down here. They...freaked out a little."

"The women who went missing?" Lois surmised. Blaze nodded. "Where are they?"

"Cancun. They woke up with no memory of our time together, only ten thousand dollars in cash and an empty bottle of tequila in a paid hotel room." The demon seemed uncomfortable at this admission.

"Were you trying to impregnate them too?" Lois asked. She could still feel the hot, wet jism in her cunt and asshole. Now that they weren't in the midst of fucking, her butt was feeling much more sore...but she wasn't angry about that.

The demon licked her lips. For the first time, Lois saw that the tongue was dark purple, and split at the tip. The reporter caught those white eyes with her own and held the gaze. Even though she was a creature born of hell, thousands of years old, and probably powerful enough to go toe-to-toe with any given member of the Justice League, Blaze blinked first.

"I mean...I wouldn't say I was trying. But we weren't wearing condoms or anything."

"But you want to impregnate me," Lois said.

"Yes." Blaze admitted.

"And not by ****?" Lois raised an eyebrow.

The demon frowned. "Any idiot could commit ****. I am a queen of hell. I have standards. Besides..." Blaze took a deep breath. "I...like you. I thought, for a moment, you liked me. That maybe we had something going."

Lois nodded her head, slightly.

"I'm upset that you lied to me," The reporter said. "Even if you're a bit different, you should have been honest from the start."

"I know, I'm just..." The head bowed between the shoulders a little. The hard cocks still stood erect. "I'm sorry."

"Good," Lois said. "Now, do you think you can stick both of those in my pussy? I've never tried that."

The demon raised her head. "What? You don't want me to untie you, or call Superman to throw me into the sun, or...yell at me?"

"I," Lois Lane declared. "Do not need Superman to rescue me from a consensual sexual encounter. I was also having a damn good time. Now that we've cleared the air a little...I'm ready for a little more fun if you are."

The cocks oozed a thin grey liquid onto the reporter's stomach. Lois guessed that was precum. A part of her wondered what it tasted like.

"You mean it?" Blaze said.

"Angie, when a woman handcuffs herself to the bed and tells you to shove your dicks into her cunt you say Yes ma'am, how hard do you want it?" Lois said, in her best drill sergeant voice. "If this relationship is going to continue, you need to learn that I can be very demanding of my sexual partners. I expect you meet my needs. And since you have the equipment..." Lois nodded. "I want to know what a double vaginal penetration really feels like."

The blush across the demon's face deepened and spread. The dark nipples on her breast grew erect.

"By Lilith's labia, I love you," she said ardently.

Lois braced her feet on the bed and raised her dripping cunt, squeezing her inner muscles until black jizz began to ooze out onto the bed.

"Prove it," the reporter challenged.

With pathetic eagerness, Blaze grabbed the twin cocks with one hand, just at the tips and squeezed them together. The fingers of her other hand spread Lois Lane's labia, showing the pink, wet, just-fucked cunt...and carefully pressed the double dicks against the entrance to the reporter's channel. Lois gasped as an unexpected heat filled her body...and realized that it was because she was getting turned out with how turned on Blaze was, the demon like a puppy with a new toy. The reporter couldn't stop grinning...until the twin cockheads slid inside her cunt and Blaze released them, the meat suddenly filling her pussy past anything she had ever experienced before.

Then the reporter's mouth widened into a perfect O of astonishment.

Somewhere in Metropolis, Superman paused as he saved a kitten from a tree, sure that he heard a familiar voice moan lustily. Somewhere in Cancun, four college women enjoyed their unexpected vacations. Somewhere in hell, a throne sat empty and waiting for the pert ass its queen to fill it.

The kitten would be saved. The money would run out. The throne would stay empty.

The demon Blaze fed her cocks into the tight pink hole, and her great crimson bitchbreeder balls tightened as she felt another load stirring. Some part of her knew that this was the cunt she had been waiting for all her life. Lois Lane, arms tense as she pulled at her bonds, screamed in joy as the hot seed shot deep inside her womb.

She wondered if this was the blast of semen which would impregnate her and give both of them what they really wanted.

If not...there was always tomorrow night.