Let Lois Take The Load

Clutching the book to her chest, Alice attempted to squeeze around the demon and the prostrate reporter.

Just got to let her take one for the team, the young witch thought, watching in fascination as the cock began to visibly bulge and throb, the reporter's throat distending grotesquely as the first splatters of cum traveled down into Lois Lane's stomach.

Alice was just coming alongside the reporter as her horns began to grow and curl, heavy like ram's horns, forming a bony crest across her bow. Long black hairs were visible pushing themselves out of her skin...and her breasts were growing, swelling, bumping into the demon Blaze's knees, great torpedo-tits stretching out Lois Lane's shirt. Her buttocks swelled too, waistband of her pants bending and creeping down as her great globular ass thickened into a meaty booty, until the seams began to split...

The witch couldn't see what was going on between her demon MILF's legs, but the way her stance shifted, it looked like other parts of Lois were growing too.

Finally, wrenching herself away from the sight, the witch came out of the small workspace into the somewhat cleaner air of the storeroom. Deadman, still in the partially demonified body of the bouncer, urged her on to a far corner. Alice walked forward and put the book down on top of a crate.

"That is...trippy," Alice huffed. Her thighs were completely drenched, her pussy had never been this wet in her life. It was insane, like someone had left a tap running inside of her. "Is she going to be okay?"

"What magic can do, magic can undo," the Deadman said, opening the book. "Hopefully, this book will have some spell to...neutralize the DMN, or something. If Blaze was using it to manufacture the stuff, there's got to be an antidote."

"Yeah, but you saw her," Alice squeezed in next to him to read the book. "The crimson cock'd uberbitch looked like she was fapping mad."

"Maybe some sort of lust spell to increase production?" Deadman guessed. "I don't know, normally I handle murders and stuff..."

Meanwhile, on her knees before the Queen of Hell, the demonified Lois Lane swallowed and swallowed. The pure essence of Blaze pouring into her stomach, a perfect river of black jizz...and as the scarlet succubus' figure seated on the chair began to shrivel, the reporter began to grow.