Chapters tagged blaze

by Zeebop

Chapter 30

Angie Blaze Lane awoke to find herself spread-eagled on the bed. Black satin sheets tied her limbs to the four corners. Black silk panties knotted into her mouth and tied there with a pillowcase. Not for the first time, the demonic dickgirl wished she was a light sleeper, like he...

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Chapter 31

"This is going to sound strange, but I need you to stop pushing." Whatever else you might say about Doctor Midnite's bedside manner, the old man was utterly unflappable. When a gigantically pregnant Lois Lane and her demonic spouse had appeared on his doorstep, hastily dressed a...

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Chapter 32

Three weeks after birth. Lois Lane shuffled back and forth, naked except for her fuzzy pink bunny slippers, as the baby suckled at her fat, crimson tits. The reporter had thought her milk had come in before...but once Lily Lane had started to latch on, Lois' milk production had g...

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Chapter 33

"They just keep growing," Lois Lane said. "So I see," Doctor Midnigte said dryly. The reporter had come to the office in a burka, the head-to-toe covering made her stand out in a crowd, but it also concealed her blood-red skin, the pure-violet eyes...and her increasingly massiv...

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Chapter 27

"Open wide and stick out your tongue." Lois did. The scarlet stain had spread over her upper lip, now. Sometimes the pregnant reporter caught her reflection in the mirror and thought she looked like a sated vampire, or like she had a Kool-Aid stain. It was that bright red, that...

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Chapter 26

It was her last pair of pants, and they were holding on for dear life as Lois leaned over her desk. Lois could feel her muffin-tops above the jeans, and hadn't even bothered with the belt. Any reasonable pregnant woman 22 weeks pregnant with quads would have switched over to mate...

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Chapter 24

"I don't want to hide the pregnancy," Lois Lane explained. "Just...can we conceal the devil's mark?" Ten weeks into the pregnancy, and the scarlet stain was spreading more each day. So was Lois Lane's waistline. She stared ruefully at the little dome of her belly. Eleven pounds...

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Chapter 25

At fourteen weeks pregnant, Lois Blaze-Lane had a baby bump—and wasn't afraid to show it. Hip-hugging skirts and halter tops showed off the burgeoning belly, and Lois loved catching people stare. Jimmy Olsen especially; she was pretty sure she'd seen him "accidentally" take a few...

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Chapter 26

"Gee, Miss Lane," Jimmy Olsen said. "Have you ever thought about being a model?" "Oh, Jimmy," Lois Lane laughed. Her hand came to rest on the eighteen-week pregnant belly. With twins, she already looked and felt pregnant...really pregnant. Her navel was already about level with...

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Chapter 23

In her dreams, Lois Lane lay in a bath. Her stomach domed so high that the top of it stood out above the water, a desert island upon a calm sea. Blood billowed between her legs; her body quaked, and the still waters trembled as the scarlet stain spread...until that slice of her p...

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Chapter 21

Four weeks. Knowing she was pregnant, even without taking a test, had Lois Lane supercharged. She was reading pregnancy and parenting articles every day. Buying books, prenatal vitamins. Checking her weight every morning to see if she'd gained a pound. Riding Blaze's cock every n...

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Chapter 22

_Some women don't even know they're pregnant at eight weeks_. Lois thought to herself as she looked in the mirror. Her stomach was already swollen, not fat, but just...doming out, almost to her nipples. Lois tried to suck it in, and couldn't. The irregular scarlet patch of the de...

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Chapter 19

Angelica Blaze clapped her hands once, loudly. The door opened and a line of waiters began to file in. None of them were wearing pants. Lois Lane pushed herself away from the table. "What is this?" Through half-lidded eyes, Blaze stared at Lois. "You're in the beginning of a p...

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Chapter 20

_It's for the baby_, Lois Lane told herself. But she knew that was a lie. It was hard to come to terms with the idea of being pregnant. She didn't feel pregnant. Didn't look pregnant. Hell, it usually took hours for a sperm cell and an egg cell to fuse and for conception to be s...

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Chapter 18

Lois and Blaze made light talk as they waited for the food. The demonic dickgirl focused on the reporter, her life, her work. The reporter had to restrain herself from interview-mode, though she wanted more details of her lover's own life, and the conversation flowed back and for...

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Chapter 19

Lois Lane moaned as a waiter set a try of steak tips before her, the insides red and soft, the outsides dark and heavily seasoned. Her stomach groaned in protest, already overstuffed, but it was so good...the warm juices flowed down her throat and Lois kept shoveling the food in...

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Chapter 20

Good ice cream melts in the mouth, and runs down the throat, to settle in and fill up all the empty spaces in the stomach. Lois tasted chocolate, caramel, nuts, sticky chocolate syrup so rich she almost gagged...and the spoon didn't stop. It scooped out bite after bite and shovel...

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Chapter 18

_Cheer up, Lane_, Lois told herself as she washed her hands in the mirror. _You're no longer Superman's girlfriend. Whole new world, new possibilities._ Angelica Blaze smiled at her as she came in. The food had not yet arrived. "I was a little scared you weren't coming back," L...

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Chapter 19

Angelica Blaze delivered the line with such utmost seriousness that the reporter almost laughed—but there was a challenging look in the dickgirl's eyes, and Lois felt...oddly free. Maybe it was the wine, or just the emotional weight off of her shoulders. Or maybe it was just her...

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Chapter 20

Lois Lane wasn't sure what she was feeling, as the long demonic cock slithered up her pants leg. Blaze had a little bit of trouble near the knee...the reporter straightened her leg, just an inch, to give her enough wiggle room...and all the while she was afraid that her pants wer...