Chapter 17 by Zeebop

How does Lois answer?

Nice Try

Lois Lane grinned. Smugness radiated from the reporter as she watched the demon's balls start to turn purple as the cock was **** deeper inside the demon's pussy.

"You broke your pact," Lois reminded Blaze. "No more magical questions. No repercussions, no tricks."

The reporter walked over to where the demon was spread-eagle on the floor, the crimson dickgirl fighting with her own body, her power turned against her, struggling with the inevitable.

"That looks like it hurts," the human woman said honestly. "And I hate to see any living being in pain. Let me help you."

Without waiting for Blaze to speak, Lois brought up her right foot...and pressed her naked toes against the cock. She **** it deeper inside the demon's pussy, and Blaze's back arched, unable to deal with the sensation as she penetrated herself completely.

Lois Lane's nostrils flared, betraying her own sexual interest. She wanted to see this bitch cum inside her own womb. Knock herself up. To know the enormity of her defeat.

"Y-you c-cunt..." Blaze hissed. Sweat beaded the forehead, dripping off of the demon's horns. The dark nipples were hard and erect as eraserheads. Lois wondered what those crimson teats would look like filled with milk. "I will...get my ****..."

"No repercussions," Lois repeated, and drove her heel hard against the cock.

It must have jammed against the demon's cervix, because Blaze screamed—and then Lois felt the throb of that cock, the hot, virile load traveling the length of that crimson cock...and dark tears ran down Blaze's cheeks in despair as she felt her own seed burst into her fertile cunt.

Lois Lane drank in every detail, knowing that this was a sight she would treasure for years to come. A memory for her spank bank, something to frig herself to in quiet moments of sexual frustration—and she had no doubt that it would always make her cum.

That gave Lois a thought...