Chapter 13 by Zeebop

How Does Blaze Get Off?

Shove The Prolapsed Pussy Back Into Place With Her Cock

Lois Lane bit back a scream as the demon grabbed the prolapsed vaginal canal that hung outside of the reporter's labia. One red finger poked at the entrance to her uterus. The reporter's ass cheeks squeezed tight, desperately trying to pull it back in, but the weakened muscles of her vagina had torn, and the reporter could do nothing.

The scarlet succubus brought her cock up and pushed it inside the wounded puss...and then guided it, the swollen head of her dick pressing painfully against the reporter's cervix as she slowly shoved the fallen womb back into place.

"Sorry, sweetmeat," Blaze said. "There's no easy way to get it to fall out, and there's no easy way to get it back in. Just got to shove things back in there, then I'll fix you up...unless you want to stay like this?"

Lois shook her head violently. Taking a deep breath, trying to calm herself down despite the pain, she managed to say: "Just...fix me...please."

Blaze pressed forward—her dick pushing the pussy and womb back in place—and the pain spiked. Lois Lane's whole body tensed, thighs shaking, and her bladder let loose all over the demon's dick as it shoved her organs back inside of her. The reporter uttered a silent prayer that she would pass out, but she was not some fainting heroine in a gothic novel...and she felt every inch of Blaze's oversized cock as it **** her reproductive system back into place.

Until Lois felt the heat of those balls pressed against her ass, and the whole of the demon's ridiculous red rod was impaling her once again. Through leaking eyes, Lois looked down at her abdomen and saw the vivid outline of Blaze's cockhead distending her lower abdomen.

"Now, just healing you won't do—the second I pull out you'll just prolapse again," Blaze mused. "So looks like I'll have to make a few improvements. You don't mind, do you sweetmeat?"

In a cold sweat, Lois Lane stared into the demon's pure white eyes...and against her gravest reservations, she managed to spit out: "Do it."