Blaze Isn't Bluffing

Lois: 10♦ 7♦ 6♠ J♥ K♥

Blaze: Q♣ J♦ Q♦ J♣ A♣

The cards spoke for themselves.

The scarlet succubus counted the chips.

"Always wet and willing," she said, the chips disappearing in a shower of black sparks. Lois felt a tingle, deep inside of her. She rubbed her thighs together, conscious of the sudden dampness and heat in her pussy.

"Always lactating," Lois felt a sudden pressure on her nipples, and looked down to see the areolae swell, puffing out, milk ducts rising. Curiosity compelled her to raise one hand and squeeze...and white drops dripped out over her fingers, onto the felt.

"Shaped for my cock," the reporter heard the words, but what she felt was that tingle inside of her pussy growing and spreading.

"Superfecundation," the next chip vanished, and the tingling increased. Lois swore she could feel a kind of swelling, beneath her belly button.

"Second Vagina," there was actually a sharp pain inside, and Lois grabbed the table. The tingling was constant now, and the reporter felt the heat build until it was hard to think of anything else. "Of course, that one rather doubles the effect of wet and willing, doesn't it?"

Lois struggled to concentrate. Her pussy felt like it was on fire. She swore she could feel her ovaries throb, even though she knew that was impossible. Her whole body had been reshaped to breed. A part of her wanted to deny it, to say that this couldn't happen...but Lois couldn't deny the evidence of her own body.

"It's getting late. I'm going to have to fuck you soon, Lois." Blaze said from across the table. "I'm going to impregnate you. But I am fair. So I will give you one last chance to save those women. One last hand. What do you say?"

Carefully, the reporter **** herself up. The tingling in her pussy was fading, but her cunny was still swamping, rivulets of juice trickling into the seat beneath her. The pressure in her breasts was building steadily, like a bruise swelling to the point of pain.

Blaze had left the two golden chips in the pot. Lois found only one in front of her.

Her soul chip.

The reporter knew what that represented. What it meant. Blaze would own her, as much as any being would own another. Yet if she didn't try...

Lois slid the chip into the middle of the table.

"Deal."

Lois: Q♦ 2♥ 9♦ J♦ 5♣

No point in bluffing, the reporter knew that now. Yet what did she have left to bet?

Her hand found a chip. She raised it...to see an image of two golden rings, entwined.

"The mother of my children," Blaze said by way of explanation. "Should also be my lawfully wedded wife."

Lois closed her eyes and tossed the chip into the pot. Blaze slid another golden soul chip in to match it.

She discarded everything except the jack and queen. The scarlet succubus discarded three cards as well.

Lois: Q♦ J♠ A♠ J♦ A♥

Hope flared in Lois Lane's heart, brief and flickering. She almost didn't dare breathe. If she played this right...

"Check," she said.

The demon smiled. "No, Lois. Let's play this one out. You still have something to lose."

Blaze put the fourth and final soul chip in the pot. Lois felt a chip beneath her hand, raised it up to look...

It was a figure of a fertility idol...except it had Lois Lane's features above the pendulous breasts and gravid gut...and the words written around the edge read out: "Perpetually Pregnant."

"No downtime between births," Blaze said. "All of your eggs will be fertilized, and you will never not be pregnant again, not until your body finally exhausts itself...and I will not let that happen." The demon's smile was nasty. "You will birth me a legion...for starters."

Lois picked up the chip...and then concentrated. She had done it so many times now it almost felt easy, that sort of invisible tether between her and Blaze that let their desires pass, one to the other...and a chip grew up from the green felt. it was a black chip, and the figure on it was much like the last one, except it was blood red, and the pregnant figure on it with Lois Lane's face had horns rising from the brow, a bifurcated tail extending from the back. The legend on the chip said simply "Demon Mother."

It must have been one of Blaze's deepest, darkest desires. For Lois to give up not just her body, soul, and womb, but her very humanity. To sacrifice it all for the demon's pleasure.

The reporter stared Blaze in the eye...and the scarlet succubus paled slightly as she realized what Lois was about to do.

"I see you," the demon said. "And raise."

The chips hit the pot, and Lois Lane wasn't sure if she was signing away what little she had left of herself...but it was all or nothing at this point. Because Blaze had no more souls to bet.