Story: Super Punishment

Super Punishment
By Tcheser


The laser guided missiles continued to rain out of the sleek Lexcorp Mecha at a tremendous rate. Dodging and smashing them was getting tiresome for the man of steel. A few had already hit him and despite not even breaking his skin the explosions were quite hot and put him in a foul mood. He was really getting sick of having to constantly stop the evil plots of billionaire financial genius Lex Luther. As he closed in on the still rapidly firing Mecha, Superman wished the machine was Lex. Wished he was fighting the man himself instead of the fifty ton armored battle drone. For then when he ducked under its arms and came up with a metal rending uppercut it would have done more then just destroy another multimillion dollar war machine.

Unfortunately that was not the reality of the situation. As Superman stood over the smoking remains of the Mecha he had to once again check his anger and remember he could never engage a mere human in combat like he had the Mecha. Humans were fragile and almost more then they needed his brawn they needed him to lead by his example. What kind of hero would he be if he went into Lex Luthor's office and used his heat vision to burn the evil man to ashes?

Looking back over his shoulder Superman saw the devastation the robot had caused though. He hadn’t been able to catch or destroy all the missiles the robot had carelessly launched his way and many had soared on and crashed into the city. Cars were on fire, the streets were marked with craters and there were buildings damaged. People lived in this section of Metropolis. Families with Kids. How could Lex be so heartless? Despite his outrage he couldn’t do as he felt and execute Lex though. Still something had to be done and with that decided and the press about to converge on him Superman took to the sky.


He arrived at Lexcorp towers just around dusk. With his X-ray vision he could determine that most of the employees had already gone home for the night and locate an unobtrusive place to make his entrance. Lex who was sitting at his desk in his opulent office with his gorgeous assistant and driver, Mercy, were still never the less surprised when the man of steel flew through the wall like it was made of crepe paper. It was clear from the look on Superman’s face that justice would be served that evening. The mastermind in the finely tailored suit still had the audacity to try and stop the Kryptonian though.

“Get out of here alien! This is private property and you’re trespassing!” Lex yelled as he covertly went to unlock a lead lined drawer in his desk. If he could only get it open he might finally be rid of his arch enemy for good.

“I don’t think so, Luthor.” Superman said as he had seen Lex’s move and was already aware of what must be in the lead lined drawer he observed when he scanned the building with his X-ray vision. So before Lex could so much as turn the key, Superman was at his desk and with a casual kick sent the large marble topped piece of furniture flying across the room where it broke against the far wall. With the desk gone Superman now towered over the still sitting Lex with nothing between them.

“Mercy! Stop him!” Lex cried as he bolted from the chair.

Mercy had already been planning to strike and her employers command only hastened her attack. Superman however would forever be out of her league however. So when she pulled out her glowing red monofilament whip he hardly even moved. He allowed her to flick the mortally dangerous weapon at him knowing it couldn’t possibly do more then tear his costume. Then at the last moment his hand shot out and grabbed the whip. Then with a quick tug he pulled the startled bodyguard off her feet and she stumbled face first into his waiting fist. She fell to the ground already unconscious.

Lex wasn’t looking back. Mercy was a good assistant and loyal to a fault, but that river only flowed in one direction. He was determined to use the few moments he had bought her to get to his private express elevator. That would give him access to the roof and his Lexcorp jet helicopter. With it he could escape to any one of his many estates around the world. Southern France was nice this time of year.

He got as far as the elevator before Superman appeared before him blocking his escape. Furious Lex tore into the man of steel verbally. “Out of the way, boy scout! You have no right to do this! You’re not the law!”

“No, I’m not the law, but I do stand for truth, justice, and the American way.” Superman stated as he began slowly advancing on the quickly backpedaling billionaire. “All things you have done your damnedest to hide, evade, and pervert.” He said as he backed Lex up against the window and a 54 floor drop. “And tonight I am going to see that you pay for it.”

“You have no proof! I’ll be out of jail and back on the streets in 24 hours.” Lex scoffed and straightened his tie trying not to appear worried about the perilous fall behind him.

“I know. That’s why this time I’m not turning you over to the police” Superman explained to a suddenly nervous looking Lex Luthor.

“Then what are you going to do to me?” Lex demanded. He didn’t like to be left in the dark. It made him uncomfortable. “You won’t kill me? You’re not the type.”

“I’m just going to make it impossible for you to trouble anyone for a while.” Superman told Lex with a sly grin that Lex didn’t care for one bit. “I’m just waiting for…”

Suddenly there was a ding and the elevator opened. It was Daily Planet reporter Los Lane. She looked stunning as always and Lex silently cursed that she once again she saw him under the heel of Superman. He had always liked Lois and had he not always been so wrapped up in trying to rid his life of the Man of Steel he would have surely courted her. Had she just come from shopping he absently wondered as he noted the shopping bags she carried.

“You’re right on time.” Superman feigned looking at a watch as Lois approached.

“Traffic wouldn’t you know.” She explained as she stood on her tiptoes and gave Superman a peck on the cheek. “Some maniac apparently released a Battle Drone in midtown.” She said with a smile and a wink. She seemed to be in a very good mood and when she looked in Lex’s direction the billionaire could tell she knew his fate whereas he was still totally in the dark.

“Just go ahead and do whatever you’re going to do, alien. I’m sick of your presence.” Lex crossed his arms and stood indignantly and tapped his foot impatiently.

“Alright then” Superman said as he drew what looked like a ray gun from his belt. This startled Lex despite his brave front. He never really expected Superman to kill him and certainly never expected him to shoot him with a gun. He barely had the time to cry out and throw his hands up to defend himself though before Superman pulled the trigger and he was bathed in a warm yellow light.

Lex found himself seemingly unhurt though. The light from the gun didn’t seem to have any noticeable effects and relieved he lowered his arms. “Doesn’t seem to have worked, Superman. I congratulate you on your performance, it was truly terrifying, but I must say your special effects leave much to be desired.” Lex arrogantly lambasted the stoic Kryptonian who along with Lois just continued to watch him with interest. As far as he could tell the ray gun must have malfunctioned or something for he felt no ill effects. Why he wondered then did Superman appear so calm? “I believe your toy gun is broken, Kryptonian. Maybe you should check to see if the AA batteries are in correctly.” He mocked the Man of Steel trying to regain some measure of face.

“It’s not broken” Superman finally replied and then added “You just can’t see what we can.” This made Lois giggle and point.

Concerns that they were just fooling with him made it difficult for Lex to force himself to stalk over to the mirror behind his desk, but he did it anyway. He had to be sure. Halfway there though he became even more worried though that the ray had in fact effected him in some way. His gait seemed different and he was certain both his slacks and his shoes no longer fit properly. Hurrying to the mirror now he was aghast at what he found.

He had been changed on some fundamental level it appeared. His features and appendages and indeed his very body remolding itself without further stimuli. Already he could tell that he was more slender then he had been before. He had lost quite a bit of muscle mass it seemed and his arms and legs felt thinner and indeed shorter as well. Anxious at what other changes lay beneath he hastened to remove his jacket and vest no longer caring about the undignified spectacle he might be making. No sooner was that done then suddenly he felt an odd sensation on his head and saw hair sprouting there. Thick red hair which proceeded to grow at an alarming rate. “WHAt haVE yoU dONe To mE?” Lex spun around and demanded just as his vocal chords seized on him like he was going through some accelerated puberty.

“I think a smart guy like you will be able to figure it out soon enough.” Superman replied smartly.

“Yeah, and you don’t want to miss the best part.” Lois chimed in and gestured for Lex to turn back to the mirror which he hurried and did.

By the time he turned around he found he had already changed a great deal more. His face was nearly unrecognizable and his body was taking on a totally different shape with new proportions. His slacks were becoming very uncomfortable as his hips and ass expanded so he quickly removed them as well. Then amazed as his new red hair came streaming down to tickle his neck he almost missed the changes happening to his chest. He yelped in surprise though when he saw the twin mounds begin to rise beneath his shirt which could only be one thing. “You made me a woman!” He shouted angrily back at a smirking Superman and a once again giggling Lois with his new higher octave voice. Then he felt another spasm of change and stunned he reached with both hands between his legs. “No! No! This can’t be happening! I’m the most powerful man in Metropolis. I can’t be a…”

“Woman?” Lois supplied helpfully as she came up behind the much altered Lex Luthor. “I think its plain to see that you are.” She told the billionaire before slipping up right next to the new woman, reaching around him and giving each of his breasts a playful squeeze. “And I’d say you were about 36C. Not bad.”

“Get off me, woman” Lex raged and tried to push Lois away. Unfortunately as diminished as he was he found he was no longer any stronger then the plucky female reporter. In fact of the two of them she seemed the stronger and it was she who got the upper hand in the little wrestling match that ensued. Caught off guard Lex soon found himself slammed down on his back on a nearby table. “Owwww. Quit it!” He said, but Lois wasn’t so easily put off.

“No! I want to see exactly how well the transmogrification ray worked. It wasn’t easy convincing Dr. Hamilton at S.T.A.R. labs to loan it to us after all and I want to see if it was worth it, Lexi” Lois explained as she quite successfully pinned Lex to the table and proceeded to tear off his remaining clothes. She smiled when she finally pulled off his silk boxers leaving him totally naked and exposed for her perusal. “Very nice” she then said as she ran her hands over Lex’s now soft little face, smooth skin, pert breasts, flat little stomach and down to his new perfectly formed womanly pussy. He looked like he had always been female of around twenty five years of age and a rather attractive one at that. “I can’t believe you’re so tan. Most redheads freckle like crazy in the sun.” she remarked. “And your breasts are so perfect. I’m jealous.”

Lex was more or less in shock by now. He had seen a great number of strange things in his life and with Superman around he had come to expect a great number of strange things to occur. He wasn’t however prepared for what had just happened and wasn’t sure how to respond. Superman seemed amused though and Lois was so fascinated with his change she was fondling him in a most indecent way. Lex was utterly humiliated and was powerless to do anything about it.

Then Lois began to caress his new breasts and rub his nipples which quickly grew erect at her delicate touch. This alarmed him but he was helpless and it felt surprisingly nice. He even found himself taking her hands in his new slender ones and guiding them to his very sensitive breasts. That felt really good. Lois however was just exploring and soon lost interest in his chest. She moved down his body and began to inspect his new pussy framed so nicely in hair as red as that which now cascaded freely down past his shoulders. She stroked the outside of Lex’s lips first and when he responded she smiled and slipped a couple fingers inside him. That felt like nothing Lex had ever felt before in his life having never been a woman before.

“Very nice, Lexi.” Lois complemented Lex as she continued to rhythmically stroke his new clit until he thought something was seriously wrong with him. He was suddenly very hot and was starting to glisten “And you’re so sweet. I really want to make you cum” She purred as she bent over and lapped at his rosebud nearly sending him over the precipice. “But….” She said slyly as she suddenly stopped and pulled her fingers out of Lex, stood and added. “…this is supposed to be a punishment, not an intimate rendezvous.” And promptly licked her fingers and went back to stand by Superman.

Devastated that Lois wasn’t going to finish and give him his first female orgasm Lex let his head slam down on the table and just lay splayed out there for a moment intensely frustrated. Did he deserve this? He was certain he probably did, but was it fair to punish him in this perverse manner? Certainly they were just fooling about. Superman wouldn’t really leave him like this would he Lex wondered. Then a terrifying thought came to mind. Maybe this wasn’t the punishment Superman had in mind. What if the Kryptonian had something even worse in store for his arch-nemesis? What if making him a woman wasn’t his ultimate goal? The thought chilled Lex to the bone.

Superman however was unreadable. He just stood there silently next to Lois, his cape fluttering gently in the wind. Standing in judgment of him and still holding the transmogrification ray at his side. When they were finished with him Lex, or Lexi as Lois had called him, wouldn’t be bothering anyone for a long time. Superman was certain of that.

(To be continued…)