All The Cum Goes Back Into Blaze's Body

The bottle began to rock on its base. Lois Lane turned to look at it, wobbling...spinning, really...beneath the demon bound within the circle. Blaze hissed, muscles straining, but unable to move her foot even an inch.

Nor was the bottle the only thing that was moving.

The reporter nearly jumped out of her skin as a grey ooze crawled out of the sink, down the cabinets, and along the floor. The barefoot reporter jumped out of the way...and saw a similar flow of familiar off-white goo flow out of the bathroom, picking up stray hair and lint from the carpet, carrying the detritus along with it. More than that...Lois felt her skin crawl as little drips and drabs of cum began to roll down her body, off her hair, out from inside of her. It was like a thousand ants creeping down, gathering in a thin puddle at her feet.

The four magicians stood stock-still, and Lois noticed that their eyes had rolled up in their heads. The streams broke around their feet, dividing into little rivulets that were headed straight for the circle.

"They are lost in the spell," the demon said, still struggling to move as bottle spun and the flood of cum came closer. "Break the circle! I'll give you anything!"

Lois paused, intrigued at the hint of panic in Blaze's voice.

"You sent all that cum to me, didn't you?" Lois said. The bottle's dance was slowing, and the cum raised itself in an unnatural little leap, like a reverse waterfall.

"Yes!" The demon said. "Quickly, now! Before it's too late!"

"Why?" The reporter said, curiosity getting the better of her.

"It was just a joke...a jest...a bit of fun!" Blaze said. "I'd thought to fuck around with Superman's girlfriend, I never imagined..."

"...that I'd have friends. Right," Lois saw the cum flooding the space inside the circle now, crawling toward the crimson toes. "What about the missing women?"

"Bait for the trap!" Blaze hissed. "They're whoring themselves out in the back of the bar, like the sluts they are."

"Thank you," Lois said, as she leaned back against the counter. "That's really all I wanted to know."

The reporter made no move to break the circle. Instead, she watched as the dirty cum, full of hair and toenail clippings and all the other dirt picked up on its trek from Lois's pipes and floor, began to crawl up the demon's legs...

The bottle slower and slower, directly between Blaze's legs...the demon's cock hung down, as though drawn by a magnet, and the sense of anticipation increased, as the bottle slowly spun to a halt.

"Please?" Blaze squeaked.

Cum shot upwards in a straight off-white line from the mouth of the bottle. The demon tensed as her cockhole opened to accept it all.