The Adventures of Superman: Defeat in the Multi-universe Part 1 Lex’s Whore Chapter 8

Chapter 8

When Superman awoke from his post-orgasmic slumber, he felt even more drained than when being exposed to kryptonite. He was still lying on the couch in Mr. Luthor’s office completely nude. He shivered as he felt the cool air conditioned breeze blowing on his body. An awful realization hit the once powerful hero, he was feeling cold. Normally his powers protected him from the elements of hot or cold, but his now vulnerable body reacted to the sensations for the first time in his life.

Looking around, the Man of Steel realized that he was alone. He climbed to his feet and looked down at his naked body. It was as if the hero was wearing a completely different body. His once massive muscles had vanished and were replaced with a very toned swimmer’s body. Going over to the mirror, he stared at himself in shock.

The most shocking change was the fact that his once massive penis that was nine inches when soft had been drastically reduced. Superman used his thumb to lift the shriveled tool up and flinched when his thumb was much bigger. Was this a side effect of his powers being drained?

The door behind him opened and Superman turned to see Mr. Luthor coming inside. His jaw dropped at the transformed business tycoon. The villain not only had grown several inches, but muscles rippled across his body in a most impressive way. The most shocking thing of all was that he now wore the costume that the hero once wore proudly before his life was taken away from him.

“Do you like my new outfit, Kent?” Mr. Luthor said with a smile as he flexed his massive muscles in the red and blue costume. “I figured since you don’t need it anymore that I might as well put it in good use.”

Being so close to the man who enslaved and dominated him, Superman felt his cock rising to hardness. Within seconds he was at full mast and looked down at what was once his pride and joy with tears forming in his eyes.

His erection was truly a pathetic state as it barely looked like it was longer than three inches. Combined with the fact that his manly body hair was shaved as well made the hero look like a little boy rather than a man. His balls were just as small and Superman was amazed that he had cum so much from Luthor’s rape. A realization hit him as he wondered if Mr. Luthor had drained him even more while he was passed out.

“Aww,” Mr. Luthor said as if he was cooing at a cute baby. “It’s that so adorable?”

He walked over to the blushing hero and flicked his tiny hard cock  with his fingers. Superman grabbed his sides and collapsed on the floor wracked with pain. Mr. Luthor’s powers had increased so much that even that little touch was enough to make it feel like he had been hit by a two ton truck.

“Looks like I haven’t gotten used to my new powers,” The villain said with a laugh. He walked over to his desk and grabbed a satchel and threw it at the hero. “Put these on!” He ordered.

Trying to shove the pain aside, Superman managed to get on his hands and knees. Still sitting on the carpeted floor, he opened the satchel and some clothes came tumbling out. The jersey was sleeveless and was an imitation of his former costume. As he put it on, he discovered that it only came down to the bottom of his chest. There was a red jock inside that the hero quickly put on to hide the shame of his small cock. The fabric hid his excitement quite well and barely showed any kind of tent.

The shorts were red like his former briefs and Superman discovered that there was no back to them. As he put them on, he felt his ass was still very much exposed and the shorts were short enough that they could have been briefs. A cape was also include that had his shield in the middle of the red fabric. Superman attached the cape to his jersey and his hopes of the cape covering his exposed ass was dashed. It only reached down to the middle of his back.

The last piece of his new costume were very long red boots. He slipped them on his feet and legs and found that they reached up halfway up his thigh. Superman walked over to the mirror and gawked at himself in his new costume. He looked like some kind of whore wearing this.

“Now that you are dressed, it’s time to go fight some crime!” Lex said with a huge grin on his face.

Superman paled as he realized that his master wanted him to go out in public like this. What was worse is that without his powers there would be no way for him to be able to put up any kind of fight. He would be shot and killed before he could even think of running.

The villain must have saw the distressed look on his face as he smirked. “Don’t worry, Kent,” He said sarcastically. “I’ll protect you.”

The Man of Steel blanched as he feared his master’s protection. Mr. Luthor was more than likely to let him be killed than to protect him. Before he could even utter any kind of plea of mercy, the hero found himself caught in the villain’s embrace and flying through the skyline of Metropolis.

“There is a woman being mugged!” Mr. Luthor said urgently. “You take care of that while I stop a bank robbery from happening.

A fast rush of air and Superman was in a dark alley where a mugger was holding a knife to a frightened young woman. Feeling completely uncomfortable in his new costume and painfully aware of the lack of his powers, the hero wanted to turn and run. Yet his master had told him to stop this mugging and the bond between them compelled him to obey.

“Let her go right now!” Superman tried to say in his most authoritative voice. Unfortunately his voice came out in a tenor squeak rather than his booming baritone.  

The mugger turned and laughed when he saw who was trying to stop him. “What the fuck is this?” He exclaimed through his chuckles. “Some kind of gay Superman wannabe?”

Even in his weakened condition, Superman was confident that he would be able to stop a single man with a knife. Batman had given him combat training to deal with situations where he was powerless.

The mugger brought his fingers to his lips and a piercing whistle rang in the air. Superman’s confidence evaporated as four more men walked into the alley and blocked all exits. Seeing the slutty weak hero, all of them started to laugh.

“Did you get lost little boy?” One of them said as he stepped forward and slapped his exposed ass. “The gay pride is next week!”

Superman found himself quickly surrounded as he started to panic. There was no way that he could take out all of them at the same time. He raised his arms in the air and tried with all of his might to get air born.

This only brought more laughter as two of the thugs grabbed each of his arms and forced him on his knees. Struggling with all his might to escape their iron grip, the hero prayed that Mr. Luthor would come rescue him from this mess.

No help came as they started to tear at his costume until it was shreds of rags hanging off his lean muscular body. The feeling of being dominated so easily brought a shiver of pleasure to the helpless hero. He started to feel his cock start to harden as it was exposed to the cool air.

“You’re no ‘Superman,’” a thug said menacingly. “You’re not even a ‘Superboy!’”

“He’s just a ‘Superbaby!’” Another laughed as he pointed at the three inch hard cock quivering in the cool air.

The other laughed as the hero felt his face turned red from shame. All shadows of his former self were gone and replaced by a scared weakling who had to submit to the stronger man. Unfortunately for him every man was now stronger than him.

“Please, let me go,” He squeaked pathetically. His only hope was mercy and he begged for it in a pathetic whine.

His pleas of mercy only brought more laughter as the men rubbed his face in their crotches. Superman could feel their hard cocks through their jeans and knew that he was about to turn into their sex toy. Oddly the prospect only turned him on even more.

Soon a cock was shoved in his mouth as another cock started to fuck his ass from behind. The woman cried as she pressed against the alley wall, too scared to even more.

Superman never felt lower as he was used for the criminal’s pleasure. When one was finished, another took his place as his was forced to have his face and ass fucked. When it was finally over, the hero was lying on the hard cement with cum leaking from both ends of his body.

The criminals took their leave laughing at their conquest of the man who claimed he was Superman. Even the woman fled when she was able to, leaving him all alone in the alley to deal with his shame.

“It looks like you failed to stop a single mugging, Kent.” A stern voice said above him.

Superman looked up and saw Mr. Luthor floating above him. Was he here the entire time?

The villain picked up the worn out hero and within seconds they were back in his office. The former Man of Steel was deposited on the floor as he walked over to his desk to check his schedule.  

As he lay on the carpet, tears started to form in his eyes. Superman was no more and he was just a toy for Mr. Luthor to play with. Everything about him was stripped away leaving a weak whore who need a man to dominate him. Something within him broke and was replaced with a single directive. He would serve his master without question.

Txy watched as the months went by and delighted in Superman’s new life. Gone was the hero that his uncle used to curse. Lex took great care of his greatest asset and made sure that Superman was drained of his cum five times a day.

The media quickly forgotten about their former champion as Lex Luthor replaced him as Metropolis’ hero and guardian. The villain controlled the world governments from behind the scenes while earning the public’s love with his staged bouts of crime fighting.

At first the Justice League fought against the business tycoon as they tried to figure out what happened to their leader, Superman. Lex defeated them all quite easily. Once he had unmasked and exposed Batman as Bruce Wayne, the rest of the heroes quickly accepted his offer for them to work for him. Lexcorp now employed every single superhero of note and deployed them around the world to fight against any enemy of Lex Luthor.

The imp smiled as he watched the former Man of Steel lying in his cage waiting to be milked once again. The hero was naked all the time now and with his balls always empty, he looked like a pretty boy twink who would do anything for cock.

His plan had worked brilliantly and Superman was destroyed by his hand. Yet now that the challenge was gone, Txy found himself yearning for a new challenge. He left Lexcorp leaving his conquest in the capable hands of his new master.

Looking down at the tiny blue planet from space, the imp pondered on where to go next. He yearned to be able to destroy Superman again, but it was clear that it could not be here. His eyes narrowed as he remembered some of the lessons that he had learned in school about this dimension. Apparently this universe was composed of an infinite multi-universes of alternate realities.

The imp clapped his hands and laughed as he realized that he could defeat Superman again and again. He waved his arms as he used his magic to transport himself into a different reality. Each world would have it’s Superman and he could not wait to see the next world’s Superman and destroy him. The possibilities were endless.