Explore Her Options

Lois Lane sighed. She couldn't believe that she was seriously considering this.

"I don't suppose you could use your magic powers or whatever to impregnate me without having sex?" She asked.

"What magic does, magic can undo," Angelica Blaze said. "Insemination is going to be the old-fashioned way, I'm afraid. But it need not be a bad experience. We can go somewhere private—" the dickgirl shot a glance at Lois Lane's mother "—and I could take a form that is pleasing to you."

Lois blinked. "What?"

There was a moment where Blaze's form seemed to ripple, like the hot air above a dark desert highway at noon...and then she wasn't sitting next to Lois anymore. It was Viggo Mortensen, all long brown hair, stubble, and sad grey-blue eyes. The demon's dark dress was stretched tight over his manly frame, the wide shoulders and narrow waist, hairy and muscled.

"Think of it like a fantasy," the demon said in the actor's voice, exactly as though he had stepped out of the Lord of the Rings films. The heat-shimmer appeared again, and Blaze was back as she had been, a little thinner, more womanly, with that strange smile and dark eyes.

One thing, Lois noticed, had not changed. Her curiosity was aroused.

"Can you change...other things?" She asked. "Individual body parts, I mean?"

Angelica Blaze and Ella Lane shared a knowing grin. The demon twitched her nose, and her dark dress vanished, like shadows before the light. Lois blushed to suddenly see the woman naked in front of her—definitely a woman, with small, high breasts and a lean, toned abdomen, built like a marathon runner, except between her legs there lay a half-hard penis and testicles.

"I can," Blaze said. The air shimmered around her cock...and what had been a pale pink worm became a foot-long chestnut monster, the head as dark as a piece of chocolate. Lois blushed harder as she recognized the black cock as identical to that of some porn magazine of her mother's that she had found among Ella Lane's books after her ****—Mandingo something or other. As a young woman, Lois had rubbed her slit while staring at that hefty black cock many times. Picturing it inside of her. Stretching her little hole.

"I did always like the big black ones," Ella said with a sigh.

Lois shot her mother a glance.

"Oh, what?" The old woman clucked her tongue.

"Tell me Lois," the demon said. "What is your pleasure? What will make you feel good? If you could have anyone make love to you now, anyone you would welcome to put a baby in your belly...I can become them for you, tonight."