Superman to the Rescue

Part of the ceiling collapsed with a crash, cement and brick falling in a shower of dust that sent the flourescent lights flickering crazily. Among the debris Lois could see a shape, rising from amid the grey cloud—human in outline, blue and red, with eyes that burned like miniature sons...

"Oh shit." Lois and Blaze said in unison.

The Man of Steel strode forward. He took in the situation at a glance, his face unreadable, eyes glowing bright.

"Step away from her, Blaze." His voice a command, almost emotionless, tightly controlled.

And like that, Blaze flickered. The shemale shook herself like a dog, the tanned Mediterranean skin reddening to something like old blood. Lois watched, amazed as horns appeared on her brow, eyes turning into black pits from which glaring white orbs—pure white, with no iris—stared out to match Superman's inscrutable gaze.

There was something almost inhuman about her lover now...the body lean as whipcord, muscles moving beneath the scarlet skin. Even the face looked more predatory. The only thing that hadn't changed was the cock, still plugging Lois' pussy.

"This is none of your affair, Kryptonian!" The demon hissed.

Superman stepped forward and Lois felt Blaze tense.

"Now hold on!" The reporter raised her voice. "Uh...now Superman, I know this looks bad, but it's actually...consensual."

For a moment, the room was darker...and Lois realized that she had made the Man of Steel blink.

"You're being tricked. Controlled. I can help you Lois. Let me just deal with this...demon." There was conviction in the voice, but Lois knew that she'd rattled him.

"A lie!" Blaze was defiant. "I have committed many sins, Kryptonian, but I'm not a ****."

"You weren't entirely honest with me, either." Lois shot back, and this time the demon faltered, and stared at the reporter. "If that's what you actually look like."

"I...I mean...when on Earth I go in mortal guise..." Blaze began.

"To pick up chicks at glory holes in random bathrooms?" Lois finished for her, raising one eyebrow.

The demon coughed.

"Lois...you don't understand. Blaze is dangerous. I don't know what evil scheme she's up to, but..." Superman started in, but Lois cut him off.

"Then maybe we should ask her." Lois turned to Blaze. "What are you doing here?"

The Satanic shemale stuck out her lip, a little petulantly, as if weighing her answer.