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Super-Lois Vs. Super-Lana
The Battle for Superman
by Alias the Rat
Part
One
Lois Lane was working
at her desk, finishing up the story about the smuggling operation on the
Metropolis docks that Perry had been screaming for to complete. Then she saw
Clark Kent enter the newsroom. She kept typing, but also watched out of the
corner of her eye as Clark approached his desk. When he pulled out his chair
and sat down, she got up and walked over to stand next to him. She whispered.
"Well, Clark, now I know you are Superman. I attached a low power
transformer to your chair that would give anyone who touched it a mild electric
shock. You didn't even feel it, so you must be the Man of Steel!" Her
fellow reporter looked up with a puzzled expression. "Lois, are you still
working under that stupid assumption that I am Superman's secret identity? You
are wasting so much time on this. A shock? No, I didn't feel anything when I...
wait a minute, there's a wire down here at the base of the chair, but it's
hanging loose. You didn't attach it very well when you..." Clark suddenly
touched the end of the wire and jerked back in his chair. "Yeowch! Hey, that
stung! Lois, will you stop doing these stunts. Somebody's going to get
seriously hurt one of these days and your pranks aren't going to look so
funny."
She went back to her
desk. She thought she had it hooked up just the way the electronics repair guy
had advised her, but she saw the wire was loose. Maybe someone kicked the wire
running along the floor. And she worried a little about what Clark had said. If
there was a chance that he wasn't Superman, she really didn't want him getting
hurt. She went back to finishing the last couple of paragraphs of that story,
then clicked the icon on her computer that transfered it to editing. Now she
was thinking that Clark probably wasn't Superman. Ever since he had started at
the Daily Planet, she had noticed the comings and goings of the two men (...or
one man...) were suspicious. After she had started to investigate, she would be
sure, then something would happen to make her think she'd been wrong. But
sooner or later her suspicions returned and she was determined to solve this.
As an investigative reporter, she was used to digging into something until the
truth came out. Her interest in Superman was partially romantic. She was crazy
about him ever since she'd first seen him, and did whatever she could to maintain
contact with the hero. She hoped that enough contact with the Man of Steel
would result in a romantic involvement developing between the pair. If she
could pin down that Clark Kent was Superman's secret identity, it wouild put
her much closer to the man, one step closer to a wedding.
Superman seemed to
show a interest in Lois, but whenever a true relationship was suggested, he
always replied that he could not marry anyone without placing the woman in
grave danger from the attacks of his many enemies. Lois didn't believe this was
a valid argument, as Superman was constantly saving her life and pulling her
out of fixes already. That alone showed he was keeping an eye on her and was
probably romantically interested. If she could just get him to admit it!
A familiar woman's
voice rang out through the newsroom. "Clark! Are you free for lunch
today?" Clark looked up and saw Lana Lang had stopped by, and she was
coming over to his desk. "Lana! You're in town again? What's up this
time?" Lana smiled at her childhood friend. "Not just a visit this
time. I quit my job at the San Francisco Natural History Museum so that I could
accept a post here in Metropolis at the Museum of the Ancients. Dad thought I
was crazy, but here I'll be able to see you more often." Clark smiled.
"That's great! Give me a few minutes to check on the progress of some
stories I posted earlier and I can take you to Argotto's for lunch." Lois
frowned as she heard this. Lana Lang had grown up in Smallville with Clark Kent
and the pair were very good friends. But Lana also had a deep interest in
Superman and she also was convinced that Clark and Superman were one and the
same. She went along and expressed this as her opinion, but she had long ago
stopped trying to prove it. "If Clark is the Man of Steel, he is certainly
capable of outwitting me in any attempts I make to pin him down. So I will just
take this on faith and not try to prove it." Lois found this thinking
quaint. But it established Lana as the only other woman who was involved with
Clark and perhaps a rival in Superman's affections. So the pair were hardly
enemies, but they were definately not friends.
Part
Two
Lois had finished up
the article about the smugglers and handed it in, but she was back at a little
bar on the waterfront that evening. There were a few loose ends that she still
wondered about. And a good investigator never left any loose ends. She talked
with a bartender, never asking too much, but getting little tidbits from a man
who normally wouldn't say anything to anyone. She was really good at that and
it had in the past lead her to a story that won Lois her Pulitzer Prize. But
success in the past didn't mean that much to her. She only wanted success in
her future. These loose ends might lead to a bigger story. Or no story at all.
You never knew. Nursing her beer, she looked up to the tv to see the Metropolis
Mammoths had blown another game in the 9th. The new closer they traded for over
the winter had gone to hell and the team was dropping back in the standings. As
she listened, she heard a voice from behind, in a darkened booth. "Find
him. Luthor wants to know how far he has gotten in the experiments." The
game announcers started talking about the bullpen woes of the team, and drowned
out any further conversation behind her. But that one sentence set her off. She
moved over and got to a spot where she could hear a little of what was being
said, but she could not see who was talking. Which was good, since that meant
they couldn't see that someone was trying to overhear. "Professor Gutrecht
has been getting a lot of supplies. Machinery, chemicals, electronics. But he
has it moved through dummy stops before getting it. Tracking the stuff is
impossible. We tracked some gear to a warehouse in Gotham City, another batch
to a garage in Metropolis. In both cases, we were watching it when Superman
showed up and picked it up and flew off for parts unknown. How do you track
that?" Lois thought about this. If Luthor was looking for someone, that
person had to be important. And if Superman was helping hide the project...
"We do know pretty much of what they are using to do this. It all seems to
be a project to alter the human body. It could be trying to give powers to a
person, making an ordinary man into a powerhouse equal to Superman. No wonder
they have such security. Tell Luthor we'll keep looking, but it won't be
easy." Lois leaned back into the shadow and the man in the booth got up.
He had a cellphone to his ear and was just putting it away as left the bar. A
hooded sweatshirt and heavy topcoat covered up the man's features. She didn't
think trying to follow him would be a good idea. If he spotted her, it could
get very bad. Instead she would go back to the Planet and see what the files
had about this Professor Gutrecht.
As she scanned
through the data base at the paper, she found several brief mentions of
Heinrich Gutrecht, a genius in several scientific fields. She was sure that
Superman knew where this man was, but he would certainly not reveal it to her.
Reporters always had to get secrets the hard way. There was a story about the
death of Gutrecht's wife, who had been in a terrible auto wreck in the
mountains. If she had been rushed to a hospital, she would have had a chance,
but weather had grounded flight-for-life helicopters that night, and Superman
arrived a little too late. The Professor had made a statement that he
appreciated Superman's efforts, but the Man of Steel had been saving lives at
another disaster. Gutrecht was quoted as saying, "Superman cannot be everywhere
at once. If only others were here with his powers, to help where he
cannot." As she read this, she realized the enormity of this secret
projact. If Gutrecht figured out how to give normal people Superman's powers,
it would be fantastic. But if the underworld got ahold of this, there would be
a flood of super-criminals the likes of which would devastate the world. Lois
noted that Gutrecht's wife had been buried in Grace Memorial Cemetary, in a
northern suburb of Metropolis, two years ago tomorrow. She resolved that
tomorrow she would be at that cemetary watching that grave.
Sure enough, during
the morning hours a man came and placed flowers on the well kept-up grave of
Maria Gutrecht. He was crying as he began walking back to his car. Lois pinched
her eyes tight until tears ran down her cheeks, then walked in an intercept
course, bumping into the man. He was a tall, well built fellow with a bushy
beard and long brown hair. Tears ran down his face from his sad brown eyes. He
saw her, apparently also mourning a lost one, and excused himself for the
collision. Lois also apologized. "No, no, it wasn't your fault. I was
overcome. It's been a year since I lost Barry, but he died so young I..."
She didn't say any more, she was sure that was enough. She went back to her car
and tuned into the electronic bug she had slipped into the collar of the man
when they bumped into each other. He didn't say anything, just listened to the
radio as he drove off. With the bug, she was able to track him without being spotted,
even though she was sure he was watching carefully for any car on his tail. He
drove all the way through Metropolis to the old southside warehouse district,
where he entered a huge, derelict-looking building. She heard the bug pass on
what was being said inside. "Professor, I've brought the last things you
needed. I would like to stay and see how the first trial goes, but I'm needed
elsewhere." Lois recognized that was Superman's voice.Then the Professor
spoke. "Thank you. Everything is running and ready. The test subject
should be here soon. Then we will see if we can create another super-man to
help you do what you have to do." She saw a streak of red and blue zip
away from the roof of the warehouse.
Now that Superman was
gone, she wanted to see what was going on inside. She went up a fire escape and
found a window that allowed her to enter the building. Excited about this, she
failed to consider how easy it had been. She snuck through the building, seeing
a variety of scientific equipment that interested and puzzled her. In an area
near the front of the building she spotted the Professor, going over a huge
bank of dials and monitors on the side of a huge room. In the center, there was
a bubbling vat of liquid with with rays of multicolored lights beaming down at
the solution. She snuck closer, but suddenly the man turned and looked right at
her. "Who are you, young lady? This is a ultra-top-secret establishment,
and the only one who should be here is me." She stepped into the light.
"Hello, Professor Gutrecht. My name is Lois Lane, and I am an
investigative reporter for the Daily Planet." The professor cocked his
head. "Ms. Lane? Oh, Superman's friend. You should not be here. There are
secrets that do not deserve to be in the paper. If I get your promise for
discretion, will you keep this a secret?" Lois nodded. Gutrecht glanced at
the watch on his wrist, then frowned and spoke. "There is a unique mixture
of chemical solutions that simmer in the vat. The subject will have medical
injections before he enters the pit. When the test subject is lowered there, he
will breath through a tube while submerged. Energy will be funneled through
electrodes in the vat, special beams of radiation will come down from above,
and as the procedure goes on, the soultions will be drained and replaced with
other chemicals. After an hour he will emerge a superman. As invulnerable as
Superman, and nearly as strong and fast. I hope to produce a squadron of heroes
who can assist Superman in helping mankind." Lois stared at the pit of
bubbling fluids. "How did you develop this, Professor?" The scientist
again glanced at his watch. "I did extensive research on many projects. I
found traces of the notes that Professor Reinhardt used when he created the
super-soldier solution used to create Captain America. Batman led me to data
that covered the mysterious treatment known as the Lazarus Pit. My own
knowledge of the effects of many procedures on the human body was adapted to
this experiment." Gutrecht pulled out a cell phone from his pocket when it
beeped. He answered it. "Hello?" He listened to the phone for a short
time then hung up and muttered, "Damn!"
"What's the
matter?" Lois could see the man was very agitated about something.
"That was a call from the man who volunteered to be the first subject to
go through the process. He was on the way here when he noticed he was being
followed. He can't be sure he eluded the people tracking him, so he won't be
here for the procedure. There is no one else. I work here alone so that no one
else knows how this procedure works. The chemicals and solutions will lose
their potency if not used right away. Months of preparation will be wasted
because I have no one..." Lois interrupted. "How... how sure are you
that this will work?" Gutrecht stared at her, puzzled by the question.
"I would say 80 to 90%." Lois took a deep breath. "Then could a
woman do it?" Still puzzled, the Professor said, ""Yes, it would
work on a man or a woman... are you offering?" Lois looked into the man's
blue eyes and nodded. The scientist looked at her and considered the options.
"Very well, if you are willing to help."
Part
Three
Lois stripped to her
bra and panties, and the Professor gave her a cursory checkup. "You are in
very good physical condition. Blood pressure is normal, heartbeat is a little
fast -- I'm not surprised." He rolled up a cart with a dozen hypodermics
with an assortment of colored fluids. One at a time, he injected them into her
arms, legs, back and chest. She grew dizzy and hot, and started taking deep
breaths. "Now you have to lay on this wire rack, take the mouthpiece of
the air hose in your mouth. You will also have to remove the last of your
garments, other wise the solutions will dissolve them and contaminate the
procedure. Then I will lower you into the vat." She stripped off her
underwear and got in position. With nose plugs in her nostrils and the
mouthpiece in place, he taped her eyes closed and she was lowered into the
fluid mixture. It was very hot, just shy of burning her. She lay there, felling
tingling all over her body and spasms of mild cramps run through her. She lost
track of time and wondered how long she had been submerged.
Then she felt her
body coming up out of the fluids, and she waited while the Professor pulled out
the mouthpiece out and removed the tape from her eyes. She gasped. "Wow,
it feels good to take a breath that isn't coming through that tube!" The
Professor chuckled. "You were submerged for an hour. I cut off your air
supply ten minutes ago. Your lungs now can hold a reserve of air and you can go
as much as a half hour without any outside source of air." Lois was
shocked. She glanced back at the pit and saw the fluids bubbling and steaming.
She asked, "How hot is that?" He replied. "The temperature went
up as the procedure went along. It's at over 600 degrees now." And Lois
realized she had not even felt the heat. Gutrecht directed her to a shower area
where boiling hot water sprayed at her from nozzles above and on all sides of
her and rinsed the residue of the chemicals off her body. Then she dried off
and reached down for her underwear. As she slipped them on she was astonished
to find her panties a very tight fit and her brassiere no longer fit her at
all. In a mirror she saw that her breasts had grown at least two cup sizes!
That was an odd side effect. She wrapped a towel around her torso and went to
Gutrecht. "Did it work?" At this he smiled and picked up a thick iron
bar from the workbench. Suddenly he swung it around and smashed it into the
side of her face. She staggered back in shock, but noticed she had barely felt
the impact. She looked over at the steel bar he held and saw it had bent when
it hit her. He handed it to her and it felt light as a feather. She grabbed it
with both hands and twisted it like a pretzel. It had worked!
She went to her
clothes and tried to get dressed. She got her skirt and blouse on, and
carefully pulled her jacket on. Everything felt restrictive and tight, as if
the outfit had shrunk. But that wasn't the case, she had uniformly grown.
Standing next to the Professor, she judged she'd grown a couple of inches
taller. She would have to get new clothes, these barely fit and well very
uncomfortable. Then she took a deep breath and the buttons on her blouse and
jacket popped away, the garments opened and her breasts were swinging free and
open once again. She squealed and folded her arms across her chest.
"Professor, I can't go around like this." He coughed. "Ah, yes.
My heavens. Well, ordinary clothes will no longer do for you. Even if they were
better fitting, you are now full of such power and muscles that you will burst
out every time you flex or stretch your body. This was expected, and I have
several costumes made up for potential heroes ready for the men and women who
wereto be transformed by the procedure." He led her to a cabinet, and
reached in and brought out a costume. It consisted of a green longsleeved
pullover top and short skirt, yellow cape, panties, boots and belt. She stepped
around the corner and slipped it on. She came back to the Professor and stared
in a full length mirror next to the cabinet. Wow, she looked great! "It is
made of a special high tensile artificial fiber that is treated to resist any
damage. If someone shoots an artillery shell at you, I don't want you standing
there unharmed but naked!" She turned and gave him a look of stunned
surprise. "That kind of thing would not even hurt me?" He nodded.
"You do not have all of Superman's powers. Even this experiment has
limits. You are nearly as invulnerable as he is, as I knew that had to be the
most important requirement if we were to expect people to go in harm's way to
help the Man of Steel. You do not have his vision powers, but your eyes can see
a lot further and better than before. Your strength and speed I would put as
about one-half to two-thirds of his, which is a huge leap above that of a
normal human. You can fly..." Lois looked at him and interrupted.
"I... I can fly? Oh my God..." He nodded. "Yes, and judging by
your reaction to that information, I would think you would like to try that out
right now. I have to record some of this data and go over the readings. You are
the first of a team of super-humans who will serve with Superman to make the
world a better place."
Lois lept into the
air and found herself rising up to the ceiling. She reached up and opened a
clasp on a skylight, let herself out, and soared off to the north. She thought
about the fact that she was going to be a super-hero, just like Kal-el. And
that meant he would have no reason to avoid making a deep commitment to her.
Her new uniform felt pretty good. Did the professor have enough extra to make a
wedding gown? She did not glance down at
the street or she might have noticed a red haired woman walk up and enter the
building.
Part
Four
As the Professor
explained to the second visitor the procedure he had developed, Lana wondered
what this had to do with her. She had gotten a curious call to come here.
"Ms. Lang, I am working alone in this project because of the need for
strict security. I am funded by a government agency, but my only direct contact
is the man who inspired this idea, Superman. I have developed the Power
Procedure to give super abilities to select individuals so that they can assist
the Man of Steel in all the work he does for the benefit of mankind. Would you
be willing to participate?" Lana was flabbergasted. She was just a museum
administrator, why would the Professor offer such a gift to her? She asked him.
"Well, young lady, I told you who I am working with. The government sent a
short list of people who are so trusted that they can be offered this power. I
asked Superman if he could think of anyone, and he mentioned you." Evan more stunned, Lana staggered back a
step. Kal-el had asked for her.? My God, if he wanted her to get these
powers, he was as interested in her as Lana had hoped and dreamed about, all
her life. Since the day Superboy had left Smallville, Lana had held a icy ball
of fear in the pit of her stomach, worried that she was no more than the
forgotten love that Superman had left behind. But now she knew he really wanted
her...
Lana agreed to go
through the procedure and went to the area where the vat stood, with its foul
smelling chemicals hissing and bubbling. She stripped, took the injections, and
was prepared for immersion, just as Lois had done a short time earlier that
day. As the grill she lay on was lowered into the bath, she was pleased that
she would shortly emerge as the woman transformed into Superman's perfect mate.
Again, after an hour's treatment, the Professor activated the equipment to
raise her from the depths. The man stared at the form that emerged, and gasped
for breath. After so long... it finally was happening!
The red-head cleaned
up in the showers and then Gutrecht handed her a costume he had taken out of
the cabinet. Hers consisted of a long-sleeved form fitting top and calf-length
boots in yellow and a cape and shorts in purple. He explained that her body was
so powerful now that if she wore her regular clothes, every time she took a
deep breath or even flexed her biceps she woould be popping buttons and
bursting seams on them. She smiled at this. Lana asked, "What are my
powers?" The Professor mentioned increased strength, speed, agility, near
invulnerability and an ability to fly. Lana also found the possiblity of flight
the most interesting prospect, and she bid the man goodbye while she went out
to try her new capabilities. She too floated to the ceiling, opened the
skylight and soared high into the sky, relishing the air in her face and the
wind in her hair. She opened her mouth and yelled a scream of exctasy. She was
a super-woman, the perfect mate for her Superman!
Back in the
laboratory, the man had watched the second super-woman soar into the sky, and
he smiled. Peeling the fake beard and wig from his head, he was pleased that he
had gotten both women to fall for his scheme. It was just a matter of playing
their needs to make them do what he really wanted. Lana had been simple. She
just needed to be invited in, and she was trapped. Lois was smarter. It had
been necessary to lure her in, so that she would not be suspicious. The little
clue she had been allowed to hear in the bar had been the first step. A further
set of clues would have been fed to her, but she tracked down and discovered
the professor on her own. So he had been able to trick her into volunteering.
Part
Five
Lois was high in the
sky over the city, soaring in and out of the clouds. She had soared so high
that the sky turned black on the edge of space. There was no air, but her
altered lungs sustained her without any difficulty. She twisted, turned and
flew through a storm, dousing herself thoroughly. Her body didn't feel cold up
here, even soaking wet. While in the clouds, a bolt of lightning crackled and
hit her. It barely tickled her! She truly was a super-woman, the match for the
man she loved. She realized she had to quit having a giddy playtime with her
new powers and find Superman to show him what she had done. She turned to fly
back into Metropolis
Flying along, she
suddenly gasped as she felt a twinge in her crotch. She pulled her legs
together and her knees up to her chest as a cramp twisted her lower abdomen.
She hovered in the air for a few minutes, and she felt her body grow flushed
and began to breath hard. She worried that something had gone wrong. She was
about to head back to the Professor's lab when another bout of the pain hit
her. The moisture from the storm had evaporated, but now she was becoming
covered with sweat. Was the flying too much of a strain on her body? Were the
changes in her body still unfinished? Another cramp and she put one hand into
her panties, massaging her pubic mound. This seemed to help, but she also was
feeling a tingling and itching all over her enlarged breasts. The tips of her
nipples stung as the fabric pressed against them, and she took her free hand
and pulled at the top, stretching the material away from her body. The nipples
eased a little, but still fell tender and sore. Another spasm hit her crotch
aand gasped. Her fingers again massaged at her cunt, trying to relieve the
discomfort. One finger slipped between the lips of her pussy and she ran it
around her insides, trying to satisfy the strange urges she had.
Many miles to the
south, the other sky-borne super-woman felt an attack of the same sensations
surge through her body. Her hands went to her crotch and tried to massage away
the cramps she felt. When it eased up, she too was covered in sweat and felt
agitated and flushed. She had considered the strange fabric of her uniform to
be sleek and comfortable when she put it on, but now her nipples burned and
chafed at the touch of the material on her breasts. Lana tugged up on the top
and pulled it over the breasts, baring her chest to the air. It seemed to help,
but in only a short time she had another severe bout of cramping and heat run
through her crotch. She figured out that something had gone seriously wrong
with her body and she needed to get back to Professor Gutrecht and find out how
this problem could be taken care of. As she sped though the sky, her top
slipped down to cover her breasts and the pain returned to her nipples. Lana
pulled the top off. She thought to herself, "Modesty be damned, my tits
feel like they are on fire!"
Lois was flying back
towards the laboratory, but she was trying to use one hand to pull the fabric
away from her throbbing nipples. Her new breasts were big enough that she could
not stretch the cloth out enough and she winced constantly as it brushed
against her tender tips. The only time the discomfort in her chest wasn't on
her mind was when another bout of heat and cramping went through her cunt. The
discomfort was becoming excruciating. As she flew high in the sky nearing
Metropolis she saw another figure in the distance, flying her way. She sped up
in her flight towards the other person and shouted, "Superman! Help me!"
But as she got
closer, Lois saw that the figure in the sky was not Kal-el. It seemed to be a
woman, with red-hair, purple cape and shorts, yellow boots and a pink top. No,
wait - it wasn't a pink shirt - she was topless! And it was Lana! Lois gasped.
"Lana Lang? You have super-powers too? And why the hell are you half
naked?" Lana had spotted the approaching figure and she had been
speechless when she recognized Lois. "I probably got my powers the same
god-damned way you did, Lois! And I took my top off because something has gone
horribly wrong. Anything covering my breasts make my nipples hurt like hell,
and I'm have having cramps in my crotch and hot flashing in my cunt that is
even worse. I have to see the Professor to..." Lois recognized the
symptoms that Lana described as exactly the same as what was happening to her.
She felt another shooting pain as the fabric of her top rubbed against her
nipples, and decided she could take that any longer. She too removed her shirt
and bared her chest to the air, which gave her some relief. She cried out,
"I have the same symptoms as you!" The two women stared at each
other, pondering their sudden problems. As part of her pondering, Lana could
not help wondering, "Since when does Lois have tits as big as mine?"
Lois' thoughts were those of a trained investigative reporter. "Why would
both of us be affected the same way? Unless... this was deliberate and it's a
step in some scheme..."
Part
Six
The attention of the
each of the ladies on the other was so intense that neither noticed a third
flyer soaring up towards them until he spoke. "Good day, Super-Lois and
Super-Lana. Welcome to the ranks of heroes." Lana looked over and hurridly
shouted, "Superman! Thank God! You have to help us. The Power Procedure is
terribly flawed! We have pain and... weird sensations running through our
insides!" Kal-el hovered in the air with a sly smile on his face.
"No, no, the procedure worked perfectly. The sensations you feel are
merely a built in conditioning designed to assure you follow a certain course
of actions. Both of you will continue to feel these painful sexual longings and
urges until you have had sex with someone. Your bodies have been erotically
overcharged. And only sexual satisfaction will relieve the problem. Who wants to
go first? As super-powered women, if you mate with any normal human man, your
bodies will kill him. You have to come to me to get any relief." Lois tried to reason out this turn of events,
but she was losing the ability to concentrate on anything except the
overwhelming need for sex. She growled out a shout, "Superman, now that I
have super-powers. you'll want to fuck me!" Lana spun to face her rival.
She swooped over and went to claw at Lois' face, but the other woman brought
her hands up. They held each other's wrists and pushed with their strength.
Lana snarled, "No! ME! I need fucking too, damnit!" Kal-el was
pleased to hear both of the women had lost their resistance and had surrendered
to the enhanced lust in their bodies. He called out, "I'll fuck both of
you bitches!"
The trio swooped down
into the laboratory and the women in heat swiftly stripped the rest of their
costumes off. Superman grabbed Lois and kissed her, reaching down to stick two
of his fingers into her cunt. She bent her head back and gave a low, passionate
moan, then groaned in a low, husky voice, "F.. fuck me, PLEASE!" He
laid her on a table top and climbed on her. He slid his cock into her cunt
swiftly and popped her cherry. She stretched her body out under him and
squealed at the loss of her virginity. He moved up and down over her, pumping
his cock in and out of her vagina, and she soon began arching her back,
pressing up to enhance the sexual pleasure. After a short period of fucking,
his cock was pushed deep into Lois' body and Superman shot a huge load of cum
into her. She trembled with an orgasm that wracked every bit of her body, then
collapsed with exhaustion under her lover.
Meanwhile, Lana had
been sitting nearby on the floor, watching the interaction of Superman and
Lois, trying to relieve the pains of sexual addiction that were clawing at her
crotch. Both of her hands were on her cunt, with a few fingers inside fiddling
at her tender interior as hard as she could. It barely helped, as she sensed
she would be in misery until she was impaled by Superman's erect cock. After
satisfing himself in Lois, Kal-el grabbed Lana's arm and pulled her up. She gasped
out. "Do it to me! NOW!" He spun her and bent her down at the waist
until her face was pushed down into Lois' dripping pussy. He snarled at her,
"You have a tongue, Lana! Make good use of it." He pressed the
redhead's face down into Lois' crotch and Lana stuck her tongue into the other
woman's cunt, probing and sucking at the vaginal fluids and semen that coated
the area. As she started, Superman's feet pushed at the ankles of his next fuck
to move her legs wide. He came up behind her and pushed his erect dick deep
into Lana's pussy from behind. She was surprised by this, but could not say
anything with her mouth full of Lois. The Man of Steel fucked Lana roughly
while his hands reached to stoke and squeeze her tender, sensitive breasts. He
finally plunged deep into the red-head and shot a wad into her. As he did so,
her body twitched and spasmed with a wave of pleasure that went through every
inch of her. Lana's head came up and she screamed. "OH MY GODDDDD!"
Lana passed out and slid to the floor. Superman walked to the edge of the table
and looked at Lois. She was woozy, but still awake. She looked up at him, her
face a mask of confusion. She offered no resistance as he grabbed her hair and
pulled her to the edge of the table. Then he opened her mouth and stuck his
cock in. "Take it, my slave. Use your tongue to embrace the cock that is
your deliverence!" Her befuddled mind wasn't very clear, but she figured
out what he wanted and began to lick and suck at the dick in her mouth. She
pleasured the Man of Steel for a short while, then his cock grew long and erect
once again and sent another spurt of cum into Lois, this time down her throat.
Then she too passed out.
Part
Seven
It was some time
before the two nude heroines came to, and with confusion they stared around the
room, trying to make some reason out of the strange chain of events that had
occured. Their eyes met and they both dropped their gaze with a sheepish
expression. Both grabbed at towels nearby and each wrapped one around her
torso. Then Lois looked over to the side and saw Superman sitting by the desk,
a grin on his face. She stammered out a question. "Superman... what
happened to us? Did something go wrong with the procedure?" The hero shook
his head. "Oh no, ladies. Everything went exactly as I planned. From the
minute you volunteered to go through the procedure until the instant you begged
me to fuck you. Revenge is so very sweet, you bitches!" Lois and Lana
stared at him slack-jawed as they heard what he'd said. Lana stood and screamed.
"What the hell do you mean by that? What revenge? We're not your enemies.
Have you lost your mind?" "No, Lana," he replied. "I've
finally begun to repay you for the hell you put me through in high school."
"When I was
growing up in Smallville, you were constantly around. As I reached puberty and
began to get feelings about sex, my parents taught me I had to restrain myself,
to be a good boy. But the temptations... Starting in junior year, you recall
most afternoon classes, when I never seemed to be paying attention? How could
I? With my super-vision I was watching the locker room for the girl's physical
education classes. At first they stripped and put on their gym clothes. Then
afterwards they all got in the showers and soaped up their nubile young bodies.
I could never resist watching it! And there was you, Lana. The one girl who
drove me crazy. Like everyone, you were nuts about Superboy, but you were even
nice to Clark Kent. I really wanted to get together and have sex with you. But
with my powers, I was afraid. Finally, one evening, I lay on my bed using x-ray
and telescopic vision to watch you taking a shower at your house. I stared at
that sweet ass of yours. I watched you soap up and massage your tits and your
cunt with a wash cloth, wiggling and moaning low as the rag went back and forth
across your pussy. As I watched, I held my dick in my hands and imagined it
inside you. I ejaculated, and the spurt blew a hole right through my bedroom
wall. I was horrified. I had to quickly fix the damage before Ma and Pa Kent
saw what I'd done. I was so embarrased, but also deathy afraid of what would
happen if I ever did that while having sex with a normal Earth female. So I had
to abstain, even though it was driving me crazy. It got to the point that I could
hardly stand to see you, remembering your lucious body. When I left Smallville
I swore to never have anything to do with you again, but my resolve sometimes
wavered. I would look over to the university where you went to do your college
studies, and saw you were dating guys, sometimes sleeping with them. I was so
mad at you for giving yourself to others." Lana sobbed, as she heard how
her friend had considered their relationship. She had also been somewhat
despondent when she'd left for college. She never knew why Superboy had left
her, and the men in college she slept with had never measured up to the
Superman she really wanted.
Superman continued.
"I came to Metropolis to start a new life as a reporter in my secret
identity and to continue as a hero in costume. Here there was more crime, more
danger, more people who needed me. But once again I became obsessed with the
sex I could never have. I met Wonder Woman, and I thought that my problem was
finally solved. But when I spoke to her about it, the goddamn amazon bitch said
she would never do that sort of thing. A young woman arrives a spacecraft from
Krypton, the only other survivor, and she turns out to be own first cousin.
Every time I looked at her I thought about it, but that was a line I resolved
never to cross. But as time went by, I obsessed more and more. I wondered how
long I could stay away from Kara, before I went mad and took her in a mindless
rage. I saw you, Lois, and thought you were the most amazing woman. Smart,
resourceful, beautiful... although your tits were a little small... but a woman
I wished I could screw without killing you."
"I finally gave
in and... I killed a woman. There was a storm in the South Pacific, and a young
woman was reported missing by her friends. She had been sail-boarding when the
winds pushed her far out to sea. They contacted me, as I was in the area, and I
went out looking for her. I saw her sail-board, and dove to find her under the
surface, not breathing. I pulled her up and went to a nearby spit of land and
gave her mouth to mouth and CPR to revive her. I had to be careful I didn't
crush her chest when I massaged it. As I breathed air into her lungs, she
coughed and her eyes opened. She put her arms around me and kissed me. I really
enjoyed it. Then when she let go, she tugged at the strings of her bikini and
let it drop to the sand. She just wanted to thank me for saving her life. She
kissed me again and her hands pulled at my shorts, revealing a hard-on. She smiled
and put her hands on it, stroking my cock. I became overcome with the lust and
laid her down on the sand and eased my dick into her pussy. I tried so hard to
be gentle, to have sex without losing control. But I couldn't. I had my arms
around her and my cock inside her and I didn't even realize when she stopped
moaning and squealing in delight and started screaming in pain. My arms crushed
her chest into mine, and my cock tore up her insides. When I came, my spurt of
cum blew up and shattered her spine. I buried her deep on the desolate little
spot of land, went back and told her friends I couldn't find her. They thought
she drowned." Lana and Lois were both sitting and staring at Kal-el,
astonished at the confession he had just related.
He paused for several
minutes before he finally continued. "After she died, I swore I would
never again lose control. Never again allow lust to take over my mind. But
every time I saw you, Lois, I thought about it. Every time I watched you in the
shower, I got a hard-on and wanted to bury it deep in that sweet little pussy
of yours." Lois gasped, and interrupted. "You... you saw me
naked?" Kal-el looked over at her and laughed. "Oh for chrissake, you
stupid bitch. I'm Superman! There isn't a woman I've met I haven't seen
naked." The hero continued to chuckle, amazed that Lois could be so naive.
"It was all slipping away. I knew that eventually I would be overcome by
the temptation and I would take you, Lois. And when that happened I'd kill you.
That's not an easy thing to live with."
"But Professor
Gutrecht came to me and told me of his scheme to give normal humans
super-powers. I knew it was the answer to my problem. And I knew I wanted you
two to be the ones who would become my women." Lana got up and screamed at
Superman. "You thought you could just trick us into this procedure and
then have as your little fucks? Why the hell didn't you just ask us? I would
have gladly done it, and I think Lois would have done the same. Maybe not if
you said you wanted both of us..." Kal-el replied. "I could not take
that chance. If I gave either of you powers, and then you refused... damnit, I
was desperate! I had to give you the powers and be certain that you would let
me fuck you." Lana considered this. "That's really cold, old friend.
How the hell did you get Professor Gutrecht to agree to such a plan?"
Superman answered this question with a grin. "Lana, you never even met the
Professor. That was me in disguise that put you through the procedure. Lois,
you met the man in the cemetary, but when you followed him back I whispered in
his ear that there was a security situation, and sent him out of the lab
throught a secret undergound tunnel built to allow him to exit the facility
safely if anyone was in the area. You also met me disguised as the
Professor." Lois shook her head. "No, that can't be! I saw you fly
off!" Kal-el nodded. "Yes, but I flew back in faster than you could
spot me. Your batch of injections included an additional concoction that was
designed to enhance body mass. Shooting you with that in your chest gave you a
nicer rack of tits, the one thing I always thought you were missing."
Lana trembled with
anger as she yelled at the Man of Steel. "God damn you, Clark. This was a
really shit way to pull this stunt of yours and I am so mad at you! I don't
know about Lois, but you can go back to being a frustrated horny asshole. You
won't get another poke in my pussy." Superman stood up. He had never put
his shorts back on, and it was evident that he was becoming aroused once again.
His cock grew stiff and stood up, signalling the man was again ready to fuck.
"You won't be able to refuse. The treatment I slipped into the procedure
altered your hormonal patterns to give you a deep addiction to sex. You are
satisfied now, but if a week goes by without it, you will again have those
cravings that will cause your body to heat up, sweat, cramp and drive you
crazy. You now have the problem I used to have. No sex, and you go crazy. And
your only relief is right here." He placed a hand on his cock and stroked
it. "If you don't behave, Lana, I can fuck Lois and let you suffer for a
while. But we don't have to worry about, do we? Come here, Lana." Superman
took an arm and swept away all the material that had been on the desk. He lay
on his back and motioned the red haired super-woman to come and join him. Lana
looked at him in shock, and murmured, "Oh, shit." Then she dropped
the towel from her body and walked over and climbed up, sliding her pussy over
the erect cock of the Man of Steel. She was crying as she moved up and down of
the dick, pumping it into and out of her vagina. She soon began to moan and
arch her back, and when she felt a climax she screamed, "OH. GOD!
YES!!" Lana dropped off of the man, exhausted, and sat alongside the desk
on the floor. Superman looked over at Lois, who had been watching the coupling
while in shock, trying to accept the horrible situation. Kal-el gestured for
her to come and fuck her lover once again. She took a step, then stopped to ask
a question. "But... are you going to marry me?" Superman looked at
her and laughed. "Fuck no, you stupid bitch! You've heard the old saying.
Why should I buy the cow when I plan to get lots and lots of free milk from you
two?" Lois also cried as she climbed up to be fucked by her master. And a
new thought came to Superman. "Why just two...?"
Lois climbed on the
desk and Superman was quickly on top of her, pumping his cock into her twat. He
bent to lick and suck at her breasts and to massage them with his hands as he
kissed her mouth.She squealed under him several times with emotional climaxes
that ran through her body. And when he came once more inside her, she trembled
and twitched all over as another heavy orgasm wracked her body. Superman got up
and looked down at her face. She was still awake, but woozy. "Lois, I want
you to call your sister Lucy tomorrow. We'll make up a story... tell her that
the time the two of you were kidnapped by Inter-Crime, the lair they took you
to had some radiation leakage and doctors just had you go through a
de-contamination process. Tell her she's probably fine, but for her safety, she
has to do the same. She'll buy that story if she gets it from you. Then
tomorrow, when you bring her here to the lab, I'll be disguised as Gutrecht and
administer the Power Procedure to her." Lois, gasped at the idea.
"Clark, no! Not my sister. Please..." Superman cut off her protests
and snarled at her. "You will do as I say...or else! Once when I glanced
over at your apartment, expecting to see you in the shower, and I saw your
sister instead. She was visiting you. She is a lovely young woman, and will be
a fine addition to my bitches."
One
Year Later
Lois stood on the
stage and listened to the applause that followed her speech. Another woman got
up and came to the podium. "Well, we must thank you, Super-Lois, for
taking time from your busy schedule to make an appearance at this fund-raiser
for the American Cancer Society. When we asked if one of the Super Sorority
members could come and give a few words, we never expected one of the founding
members!" Lois smiled and shook the woman's hand. "I was glad to be
here. We try to help in any way we can." Lois gazed out at the audience
and was moving around signing autographs and posing for pictures when a young
beautiful teen-ager spoke. "Gee, Ms. Lane, I hope some dayI can join the
Super Sorority!" Lois swallowed hard and prayed tthe poor girl never had
her dream come true. The world didn't know the real price that came with these
powers. A small device on her belt buzzed. "I'm sorry. I am needed
elsewhere." She turned and lept into the air, zipping out a window and
heading north. She saw a figure in white with blonde hair speed from nearby to
join her in the sky. "Lucy. He has summoned you, too?" Lois' sister
nodded. "Of course. You know when he wants to fuck you he enjoys having
the two of us together. He likes getting sisters, damnit." The pair flew
north, towards the Fortress of Solitude, where the Man of Steel summoned his
enslaved bitches when ever he wanted them. Lucy murmured, "I wish I could
just turn around and fly back, never letting him get his hands on me
again." Lois sighed. "You know none of us can do that. Ever since
Lana talked back to him, he's locked her in that super-cell that even she can't
break out of. She's been in there for a month straight without sex, and the
lust in her body has her rolling on the floor screaming like a madwoman
twenty-four hours a day. He keeps her like that to make sure we see what will
happen if any of us try to rebel. He used a hypno-disk to convince the
Professor that the procedure only works on women. He made sure there would be
no super-men created to compete for our addictive affections." Super-Lois
and Super-Lucy arrived at the Fortress. They stripped their costumes off as
they proceeded down the corridor to the bedroom where Kal-el waited for his
needs to be satisfied by a couple of the bitches he controlled. They bowed to
him, and moved to satisfy their master.
A
Year After That
Superman was laying on
his back in his bedroom at the Fortress of Solitude. The two beautiful women
who were with him were striving to satisfy their master. Lois Lane was to one
side, with her head by his, kissing him passionately. At the same time, one of
his hands was squeezing and massaging one of her breasts. Lucy Lane was
squatting on the bed, her pussy lowered onto the erect cock of the Man of
Steel. She eased herself up and down, feeling the wave of pleasure in her cunt
as the fucking excited her. But this was interrupted as the door smashed open
and a dozen women entered. The group was lead by Lana Lang, whose anger was
evident in her expression. "Give it up, you bastard! Your sexual fantasy
of slavery is over, we have broken your hold on us!" Superman pushed Lois
and Lucy aside and stood up. "Lana! How dare you! You were punished once
before for a long time before I forgave you, and you seemed to accept your
place in the world. This time you won't ever get out..." Lana cut him off.
"That won't work, you asshole! I told everything to Kara, and together we
found a way to break the hypnotic control you had on Professor Gutrecht. He's
going to put men through the procedure so that you won't be our only chance for
sex. And he has developed a cure for the sexual addiction to free us from the
hunger. Now we will be able to make love to only someone we want, and only when
we feel it is right!" Supergirl stepped up and slapped her cousin across
the face. "Damn you Kal! You knew I wanted to meet someone who I could be
passionate with, but I couldn't for the same reason you had all those years.
And now to find out you had a solution and kept it to yourself, only making
women powered. You will pay for this." Lana jabbed her finger into
Superman's chest and laughed. "Right! Now you'll be back as the man who
can't have any sex. None of us will let you..." All in the room snapped
their heads towards Lois as the heard the ex-reporter murmur in a whisper,
"... Ah ...I will." Lucy Lane's jaw dropped, and she finally said, "Lois,
are you crazy? We are finally free of this shit! Why would you..." Lois
moved close to Superman and took his hand. "Clark, I'll stick by you. I'll
forgive you for everything that happened, I'll love you, but you have to do
something for me. Will you marry me?" All the women were shocked. Superman
also looked at Lois, stunned by the proposal. He asked her. "You would do
that? After all I've done? You would still marry me?" Lois threw her arms
around Superman and sighed. "Oh course. It's all I ever wanted."
---< Author's
Note:>---
In going through the scans of old comic book covers on the Grand
Comics Database, I stumbled accross this cover of Super-Lois and Super-Lana
fighting in the sky over who would marry Superman. I thought the cover would be
interesting if the ladies were topless, and then I wondered about other changes
that might have related to their aquisition of super-powers. I added to this a
thought about how Superman would have handled growing up with the worst sexual
frustration any guy could imagine, and the plot for this little story came
together. I hope you found it interesting
I would very much
like to get any feedback you might have about my work. E-mail me at therat4040@yahoo.com
and give me your thoughts about my little story. -- Alias
the Rat 10/08