Who Are You Really?

Magic. That was magic. Real magic. Lois Lane thought to herself. For the first time that evening, the Daily Planet's greatest reporter wondered whose cock she had been riding all night.

"Angelica Blaze," the dickgirl said, rubbing Lois Lane's thighs. "Is my human guise."

"But you're not human, are you?" Lois felt, a sickening, sinking feeling opening up in her stomach. The weight of her predicament was weighing on her.

How could I have been so stupid? So horny? To just jump at the first cock I saw... And a dark duspicion went through Lois Lane's mind. That strange drink at the bar, the sudden heat that had flushed through her body, the reason she had bolted into the rest room in the first place.

"No. I'm a demon."

Lois raised an eyebrow. "I don't see any pitchfork and tail."

The image of the woman before her flickered...and then in the blink of an eye, the dickgirl in whose lap Lois sat was no human at all. Human in shape, yes, but thinner, more muscular, with bones standing out more sharply. The skin was red as fresh blood on parchment, the face like the bust of Nefertiti, with pure white eyes with no pupil or iris set in dark pits. Long dark horns curled up from the noble brow...but the smile, that Nefertiti smile was the same, and the breasts were the same shape, even though they were crimson, with tiny puffy pink nipples like unripe strawberries. The hands that caressed the reporter's thighs were tipped with long, dark nails like talons...and the stiff cock that pressed against the reporter's pussy was oddly scaled, the urethra of the purple head shaped like a Y, oozing out a thin grey stream of precum...

The reporter resisted the immediate urge to flee.

"I am Blaze, Queen of Hell," the demon said, and the voice was the same, that odd Mediterranean accent to the English, the husky tone. "And you, Lois Lane, shall carry my child and heir. Just as you begged to do."

The hands squeezed the reporter's thighs, and the tip of the dick was pressed into Lois Lane's stomach.

"Want to fuck?" The scarlet succubus added.

Lois blinked. "What?"

"I'd like to fuck you. I'm hard. You're wet. Did you have anything else to do?"

"You...you just said if I'm pregnant I can't abort it!" Lois said.

"Hmm-hmm." Blaze said, nodding her horned head. "So accept it. You're knocked up. You can be pregnant and unfucked, or you can be pregnant and get some dick for your pussy. Which will it be?"