Chapter 19 by Zeebop

What Does Lois Say?

I Want To Fuck You

It was unfair. Lois could feel her last defenses crumble. Her body was crying out with need, Blaze's words were sinking into her brain, and the reporter could already feel herself moved by her arguments.

"Why?" She asked, in a final surge of defiance. "Why do you want to fuck me? You've already got what you want, don't you? Me...knocked up...sullied..."

The demon gathered Lois Lane's hair in one scarlet hand. Another slid down, to cradle that stomach with its imperceptible bulge, the life within not even the size of a walnut yet.

"Because **** is crude," the hand tightened, and Lois could feel the pressure growing on her roots. "It is so much more delicious this way. You are so much more than you know, Lois. So much further to fall. And when you truly break free of this...prudishness..."

The cock slid up. Lois could feel the head against her lips. The merest pressure would see her dirty cunt impaled on the dick.

"...you will thank me. Now...say it."

There were tears in Lois Lane's eyes. It felt like there was a great wound in her chest, a terrible emptiness that threatened to consume her totally. She had already gone so far...already fucked, already pregnant...what was the point in holding out any more? Superman would never want her now. Who would? A single woman, alone, knocked up. Lois didn't even want to think about what her father would say, her sister. The eyes of the people at the Daily Planet that would take her for the dirty slut she was. They'd never believe the truth, and what lie wouldn't make it her out as a whore? To tell them she was ****? To make up a story about a one night stand? Pretend she had gone to a sperm bank, that she had planned this all?

Lois Lane didn't want to live a lie. She closed her eyes, shutting out the sight of the mirror.

"I want to fuck you," she said, hot tears running down her cheeks. "I want you to fuck me."

"Of course, Lois," Blaze said, her cock sliding forward and in. "You only ever have to ask."