Chapter 17 by Zeebop

How Does Blaze Promise?

She Swears On Her Cock

The escort rubbed her cock and up down the reporter's slit.

"How's that?" Lois smiled. "You pinkie promise?"

"I swear by my cock, you will regret nothing." She stared into the reporter's eyes, deadly serious. "May Lilith and Lucifer take it from me if you leave here with the least remorse."

"H-how do you plan to do that?" Lois said, taken aback by the prostitute's seriousness, calling on such diabolic entities to witness her oath.

"When I first came here, I thought it would simply be...a bit of fun. But now that I've tasted your charms, and seen into your soul...now, I think, I will give you what you really want. What your body and soul aches for, though you yourself can hardly put it into words."

"W-what do you mean?" Lois asked, feeling her body react to the hard cock rubbing against her pussy. This was bad, very bad, she was losing control here. She shouldn't let Angelica take the lead like this, or else the dickgirl might put her in a very **** position.

"I am going to fuck a baby in you," Angelica whispered as she slipped her cock into the reporter's cunt.

A shiver ran down the reporter's spine. She could tell that the dickgirl was completely serious. But that was...impossible. Wasn't it?

"You're having unprotected sex," Blaze said as she slipped her dick farther into the reporter's well-lubricated tunnel. "Whether you thought about it in such terms or not, you've been trying to get pregnant. You want to get knocked up, want your stomach to swell with life, to have a little child all of your own to love..."

For once in her life, Lois was speechless. The words cut her to the core. The dickgirl prostitute was right, Lois realized that. She had been acting exactly as a woman would, who wanted a baby. But she also recognized how out of character that was for her.

Is this real? She thought, eyes turning to the queer fertility statue. Is this me? Is this what I want?