Chapter 19 by Zeebop

What Is Blaze Planning?

To Make Lois Jealous

"After all, if you don't want me, perhaps the Man of Steel will."

Lois Lane's brow crinkled.

"What? You've tried to kill him! He isn't going to just fuck you out of the blue."

"No, I imagine now," the scarlet succubus said. "But if Lois Lane called him..."

Red skin twisted and folded in on itself. Lois blinked, her eyes suddenly hurting as Blaze's whole form seemed to flip over, like an old-fashioned slot machine, parts of Blaze rotating out of existence and other parts rotating in...until the reporter sitting in the tub was staring at...herself. The other Lois Lane tried on the reporter's smile.

"If Superman loves you, as you claim to love him," Blaze spoke in Lois' own voice. "Then he would fuck me, wouldn't he?

"You...you wouldn't!" Lois said, twisting herself around in the tub, all of her aches and pains and tiredness sudden;y disappearing as a sharp pang of some unfamiliar emotion sent a spurt of adrenalin through her system.

"Why wouldn't I?" Blaze asked, and idly ran the sponge between the real Lois Lane's breasts. "After all, if you don't want me...maybe you're right. Maybe all I do want is to fuck Superman. That should hardly upset you, should it? After all, if he does want to shove his little Man of Steel up inside your pussy, that's a win for you, isn't it?"

"But...I..." Lois grit her teeth, unable to sort out what she really wanted to say.

The Other Lois Lane snapped her fingers. The reporter's smartphone appeared in a small clap of thunder.

"You have him in your contact list, don't you?" Blaze asked. "Maybe I should just sext him? Show off these perfect little tits, this pretty pussy..."

Lois lurched halfway out of the tub, grabbing for the phone—but the transformed demon easily held it out of the reporter's reach, one hand on the reporter's collar to keep her in the tub.

"What do you care?" Lois Lane's doppelganger began tapping on the surface of the phone with her free hand. "It's not like you love me."