Epilogue: Testing

"Why are we doing this at the same time?" Lois asked.

The reporter and her demonic girlfriend were side by side in the shower, legs spread and knees bent, holding the pregnancy tests out in front of their respective genitals.

"It's fun!" Blaze said with a smile. "Try to pee out of your vaginal urethra."

"I swear, no one in the history of the world had ever said that sentence," Lois said. The reporter held her cock and balls out of the way, the little plastic wand hovering maybe an inch from her pussy.

In truth, the reporter was nervous. It was true that they'd been fucking—unprotected—pretty regularly for the past month. Neither of them had their periods either. Still, it just seemed unbelievable that they—either of them, both of them—could be pregnant. With child. Knocked up.

"Nervous?" Blaze poked her lover with an elbow.

"Shut up! I'm trying to pee here," Lois said. She bore down with her muscles...and yes, tried not to pee through her cock. It was trickier, when there were two urethras at play. She shifted her grip on her balls to pinch the base of her little pink dick.

"Tell you what, if you're pregnant I'll jerk you off," the succubus said.

"And if you're not pregnant, I'll jerk off into your womb!" Lois hissed back.

"Promise?"

Tense as Lois was, she couldn't help but laugh a little at that...and that broke the damn, so to speak. A pale golden stream arced out, and Lois carefully angled the wand so that the little drizzle thoroughly covered the applicator. Beside her, Blaze gave a little sigh and her own piss burst out. Their streams mingled together as they circled the drain.

Carefully, Lois and Blaze placed their pregnancy tests side by side on the toilet seat cover.

"Now we wait," Blaze said. "What do you want to—"

The reporter reached over and grabbed the demon's scarlet schlong. She was always amazed at how absolutely natural it felt in her hand. Like a part of herself.

"Cock race!" Lois said, tugging at the cock to encourage it to harden.

"You devil!" Blaze said with a smile, grabbing at the reporter's own pink dick.

It was one of their little games. Mutual masturbation, jerking each other off. Sometimes it was a contest, and the first one to cream had to let the other one creampie her. Sometimes it was just...they'd be on the couch together, watching a movie...and their hands would just find each other. Skinship, maybe, or something more than that. They were just comfortable with each other, with their bodies.

Lois had never had a relationship like that with anyone else before.

Their arms crossed as they ran their hands over each other's cocks. The reporter was rougher with Angie's dick, rubbing her thumb over the swelling cock head, teasing the glans. Blaze was a little more gentle...her whole hand could cover most of the reporter's cock in a single grip, and the firm, steady pressure had a tendency to drive Lois crazy.

"You know," Angie said. "You can make it bigger."

"As big as yours?" Lois said. "Are you saying you want my cock to hit deep inside your pussy?

"I'm just saying, if you want to experiment...focus on your lower body. Feel your power. Hold it inside of you. Try to hold the shape of your cock into your mind...in as much detail as you can...and then slowly let the power pour into that shape..."

Lois huffed, and found herself following the demon's instructions. While they were partners in pretty much everything, when it came to magic and shapeshifting, Blaze was still her master...or at least her teacher. Lost for a moment in the task of trying to visualize her cock, Lois found her knuckle-shuffling of Blaze's dick falter...but they were both hard now, and Lois could feel that reserve of power within her, and slowly...slowly...

The pink cock began to grow. Pushing against Angie's hand. The swollen cockhead extending out past her fingers. The reporter stared at it, mouth suddenly dry. She wondered how long she could make it. If it was long enough...and she was flexible enough...she could suck her own cock. Hell, she could suck her own cock and Angie's at the same time! That would be...

"Urgh!" Lois gasped as the familiar sensation ran through her prick. Greyish sperm spat out of the end of her pink cock, the first spurt landing outside the shower door.

"I should mention," Blaze said mischievously. "That the first time you do it, the cock is very sensitive."

"Dammit, Angie, you cheated, you—"

Lois Lane's protests were half-hearted. She let go of the demon's dick and bent over, hands on the toilet seat cover on either side of the tests.

"—just fuck me, dammit."

The reporter couldn't see Blaze's smile as she slid her crimson cock into the pink pussy before her. Lois could feel her now longer cock wobble beneath her...but the reporter's eyes were on the tests. The very clear results of which were now showing.

"Angie!" Lois gasped as her lover slid balls deep into her snatch. "We're pregnant!"