Lois Lane: Woman of Steel

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Hey there, folks. I know I haven't been very active on this board as of late, and that's partly because I've been working on my latest project: an edited and ready-to-read version of BC's latest Ultrawoman story. Now with double-length installments! And double-perverted fetishes! And finished!

Now, I know that BC has had... differences with this board in this past, but I'd be lying if I said he didn't turn out a gem every once in a while. And Ultrawoman, in my humble opinion, is one of those gems. I resurrected his first Ultrawoman story on this very board years ago, and in gratitude he wrote an entire prequel (sort of) detailing Ultrawoman's origins. Whotta guy.

Enjoy, and keep your eyes peeled for future Ultrawoman-related projects!
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Metropolis, 7 am.

LOIS LANE was in awe as she stepped off of the bus, one suitcase in each of her hands, looking at the towering skyline of the city that was to become her new home.

"Watch it, lady," a man grumbled as he bumped into her through the crowded platform on the bus terminal.

"Sorry," replied Lois, not trying to draw attention to herself. She didn't need much help in that department, given the way that she looked. She had short, loose black hair, large-rimmed glasses on her nose, a baggy grey blouse and white skirt, and black leather flat shoes... all of which made her look like a wallflower.

Setting down her suitcases, Lois fished inside her purse and checked a piece of paper which had the address of the DAILY PLANET... the lead newspaper in this teeming metropolitan city. I'll have to find an apartment later... but right now... I... she thought.

However, Lois' thoughts were interrupted by sounds which only she could hear.

"Screams...! People are in trouble!" she realized.

And in a blur of motion, she was gone.

Minutes later, a bus came speeding into the terminal... the driver unable to control it, as its brakes had failed. The passengers on board the bus were all terrified... and seemed destined to suffer a terrible fate.

But suddenly, the bus came to a screeching halt. No one knew how the bus had stopped... and all that was left was a hand print on the front of the bus.
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8 am.

PERRY WHITE... veteran newsman... Editor-in-Chief of the Daily Planet... looked over the resume of the young bespectacled woman sitting before him in his office. Her credentials were certainly impressive... even if her appearance could use a bit of work.

"Miss Lane...I think you'll fit in very nicely here at the Planet" said Perry.

"Oh thank you Mr. White... I won't let you down" said Lois with a broad smile on her face as she shook his right hand with her own.

"Whoa...! That's some grip, young lady," remarked Perry.

"Oh... Sorry..." apologized Lois, quickly realising her error.

"I'll have my secretary check out some affordable apartments in the city for you... help you get settled in..." began Perry.

Before he could continue, the door swung open... and Lois turned in the direction of the doorway. Her blue eyes widened behind her glasses. She felt sudden surges of warmth in her chest and between her thighs... as she found herself staring at the most gorgeous man she had ever seen. He had short thick black hair, warm brown eyes... and she could tell, from the way his business suit hugged his lean muscular body, that he worked out.

"Chief, nobody seems to know what happened at the bus terminal today... and forensics are inconclusive on the hand print..." the man said.

"Lois Lane... meet... CLARK KENT... the top investigative reporter at the Daily Planet. Clark... meet your new partner..." said Perry.

"What??!!" was all that Clark... taken totally by surprise by Perry White's bombshell of an announcement... could manage.
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Two weeks later.
7 pm.


JONATHAN AND MARTHA LANE - Lois' parents, who lived on a farm in the town of Smallville in Kansas - had come to Metropolis to deal with the dilemma she'd been grappling with since moving to the big city. The elderly couple sat on the sofa in the living room of Lois' apartment, listening to their daughter babble about everything that was going on in her life in Metropolis. Since arriving in the city... there had been several instances when Lois had been forced to use her special abilities to save people in distress... and then make it back to her job at the Daily Planet before she was missed.

The Lanes looked in admiration at Lois... remembering that since she was a little girl... she'd always been driven to help people...and it had always been a real challenge to keep her abilities secret from people in their small town. They realised this was becoming even harder now that she was an adult and living thousands of miles away, on her own. They had seen the editions of the Daily Planet which spoke about people in Metropolis being saved... petty criminals being caught... by some mystery hero... and knew that it was all Lois' work.

"Mom... Dad... I really don't know what to do... It's so hard to be able to keep this a secret... especially from... from... Clark... Oh... If only he wasn't so handsome..." sighed Lois as she sat down on a chair in front of them.

Jonathan and Martha looked at each other and smiled. There hadn't been a single conversation they had with Lois since she moved to Metropolis... that did she did not mention Clark in some way. All through high school and college, Lois had never showed any interest in boys, mainly because of fear that they would find out about her special abilities. However, Clark Kent had made quite an impression on her...and they knew that for the first time in her life... Lois was in love. This brought them back to her original dilemma. How to live a normal life while still being able to help people in need.

"Sweetheart... the answer is very simple," said Martha in a calm voice which always reassured Lois when she heard it.

"It is?" asked Lois... her blue eyes wide open.

"Yes... What your mother is saying is that you need a dual identity... So you can still be Lois Lane... but help people... as someone else..." replied Jonathan... agreeing with his wife.

"Someone else...? I don't understand..." said Lois.

"You will, dear... Come on... We've got a lot of work to do" replied Martha as she walked over to where she had left six large shopping bags, all filled with material to help create an alternate identity for their super-powered daughter.
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9 pm.

Jonathan and Martha watched Lois - standing behind a changing screen in her living room - slipping out of her clothes and into a special suit which Martha had spent the last couple hours putting together.

"Mom, are you sure about this?" asked Lois from behind the screen.

"Of course... You'll need to change your appearance so people won't recognise you... and the gel I got will keep your hair in place... even if you're in the sky... or in the ocean," replied Martha as she and Jonathan watched Lois slip into the suit.

"Ooooh... Ahhhh... Oh God..." they heard her sigh as she did that. They watched the outline of their daughter as she donned a cape... which Martha had made as the final touch of the suit.

They heard the clicking sound of the heels of a pair of boots against the living room floor and watched as Lois stepped out into the open before them. Martha and Jonathan were amazed at how different their daughter looked in her new attire and about her overall appearance. She stood before them in a form-fitting, sleeveless purple unitard with matching boots and armbands. A blue cape was draped across her broad shoulders, behind her curvaceous body, ending inches above her firm round ass. The upper part of her ample chest was partly exposed to reveal the central portion of her ample cleavage.

Above her massive right breast, her blue cape was held in place by a blue shield with the letter "U" in its centre. A similar shield held the cape in place above her massive left breast; in its centre was the letter "W".

"Well... what do you think?" asked Lois as she assumed a heroic pose in front of her parents.

She rested her hands on either side of her wide curvy waist, standing with her long muscular legs slightly apart, the heels of her purple boots resting flat on the floor. Her enormous bust, which she kept hidden under her conservative clothes as Lois Lane, now swelled beneath the purple unitard. Her blue eyes stared straight ahead, through the slits of a purple mask which stretched across the upper part of her face and framed by her thick black hair, which was now slicked back by the gel, leaving it hugging the contours of her head.

"You look great... but it does look very tight," remarked Jonathan.

"Ooooh... Yes it is, Dad... It's hugging every part of my body... it's really tight against my chest... I can feel my nipples against the fabric," replied Lois.

"That's one of the good things about the suit, Lois. You have a great body... and the tightness of the suit will show it off... it'll distract men for sure, and help you to beat criminals with your super powers," said Martha.

"Okay, Mom..." replied Lois.

"Well, we can't call you Lois when you're dressed like that... You'll have to call yourself something else... so that no one knows you're Lois Lane," said Jonathan.

Looking at the letters on her shield insignia, on either side of her ample bust, Lois smiled.

"You're right, Dad... and that's why whenever I wear this suit... the world is going to know me as... ULTRAWOMAN!!" declared Lois with a broad smile on her face.
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24 hours later.
Lex Towers, Metropolis, Noon.


Lois Lane, her black hair loose, wearing her large rimmed glasses and dowdy blouse and skirt, was seated next to her senior partner and secret crush Clark Kent at a press conference with the Towers' owner... the buxom billionaire businesswoman LEXIA LUTHOR. Lexia was speaking about the latest invention by her conglomerate, the Sky Bots: some of the latest advancements in artificial intelligence that would be able to fly around any city doing tasks that people either couldn't or wouldn't do.

Being so close to Clark was causing her to feel rushes of warmth in her chest and between her legs... as the ravishing redhead that was Lexia Luthor paused for a bit. Lois glanced at the businesswoman... realising that Lexia's eyes were as much on her as they were on Clark as he asked several questions about the Sky Bots.

As she took notes of what Lexia was saying, and hung on every word Clark said as he led the questions from the assembled media personnel... Lois couldn't help but feel a little jealous - and threatened - by the attention which Lexia Luthor was giving to Clark. A former swimsuit model, Lexia had married the aging business mogul Lex Luthor... and when he'd died under mysterious circumstances - drowning in his mansion's swimming pool - Lexia had inherited his billions and taken over his corporate empire. She was the talk of the town: beautiful, wealthy, and powerful.

However, as the press conference ended, Lois couldn't help but feel more suspicious about Lexia.

Was it jealousy or something else? Lois wasn't sure, but decided to do some side investigating of her own. Less than a minute later, she was slipping away unnoticed from Lexia, Clark, and the other reporters as the technical demonstration of the Sky Bots' capabilities began.

Wandering through the building's deserted corridors, Lois lowered her glasses, and used her Ultra Vision to X-ray scan the rooms as she looked for anything suspicious.

Lexia Luthor is so false...! All that money... her looks... Everything's a game to her... and people are just pawns. Why can't Clark see that...? He's so handsome and smart... He's got to be able to see that someone like Lexia Luthor could never make him happy... Oh, Clark... if only I could tell you how you make me feel when you're around me... thought Lois as she scanned the rooms, finding nothing out of the ordinary so far.

The junior reporter was just about to continue her side investigation when her super-powered hearing picked up the sounds of screaming from the conference room she had just slipped away from.

"Help...!! The robots are out of control!!"

"Oh God... we're all going to die...!!"

Uh oh...! Sounds like trouble...! I'm going to have to investigate Lexia Luthor later... I've got to help... but not as Lois Lane... she thought with a smile as she slowly removed her glasses. In a blur of motion, Lois raced back towards the conference room, shedding her dowdy attire and replacing it with something more alluring and form-fitting... changing her identity in the process into someone who was more equipped to handle whatever crisis was taking place in the conference room.

In that very room, Clark Kent and Daily Planet photographer Jimmy Olsen were taking cover behind some furniture as two of the Sky Bots flew around the room, firing laser blasts indiscriminately at anyone they could lock their sights on.

"Jimmy...! Make sure you get this...! Every shot!" yelled Clark to the young photographer.

"You got it, CK!" replied Jimmy, shooting and reloading his camera as fast as he could.

Across the room, Clark spotted Lexia Luthor being hastily escorted away by her bodyguards, as one of the Sky Bots turned its attention towards them.

That thing's targeting Lexia Luthor...! I've got to do something! thought Clark as he stepped out from his hiding place.

"CK!! What are you doing?!" yelled Jimmy as he saw his senior colleague step out into the line of fire - as he was often known to do, without ever thinking about the consequences.

"Hey...!! You flying tin can...!! Over here!!" yelled Clark.

The Sky Bot pursuing the redheaded businesswoman turned and zoomed in his direction.

"CK...!! Get outta there!!" yelled Jimmy, who was rooted to the spot. He couldn't do much besides watching the Sky Bot powering up its laser... aiming it directly at Clark... while the second malfunctioning Sky Bot also approached.

As they approached, Clark began to have second thoughts. "Maybe this wasn't a good idea..." he muttered.

However, just before the first Sky Bot could fire its laser at the brave journalist, Clark and everyone else in the room were put in awe of a brilliant purple and blue streak - which had appeared out of nowhere - that streaked skyward towards the flying robots. His brown eyes widened and his jaw dropped as he spotted an unmistakable female figure of incredible beauty within the streak. Clark admired her voluptuous and muscular body...which was well highlighted against a tight-fitting purple unitard with matching boots and armbands on her wrists.. a blue cape flowing behind her shapely body.

The upper part of her ample chest was partly exposed to reveal portions of her cleavage, while on either side of her awesome cleavage, purple shields with the letters "U" and "W" held her cape in place. Her jet-black hair was kept in place by some kind of strange hair gel, while her blue eyes stared straight ahead through the eye-slits of her purple mask. Her slender muscular arms extended, and her fists clenched, as she soared towards the Sky Bots.

"It's back to the drawing board for you flying vacuum cleaners!!" declared Ultrawoman and she drove her fists into the first Sky Bot, shattering it on impact.

However, this action had another consequence which the sexy superwoman had not anticipated. As the first Sky Bot collided with the second, the second Sky Bot fired a wayward laser blast before it too was shattered to pieces. The blast struck the floor inches from where Clark was standing.

"Uhhhh!!" yelled Clark as the resulting explosion sent him flying out a nearby window and down towards the street...15 stories below.

"Clark!!" gasped Ultrawoman, her blue eyes widening in the slits of her purple mask in horror.

She turned and zoomed after the plummeting Clark Kent, who had been knocked unconscious by the blast. Reaching him in the space of one second, the Woman of Steel grabbed her secret crush in her arms and flew him back to the top of Lex Towers.

"Uhhhhh..." groaned Clark as he began to stir, feeling the rush of air pass him.

Lois immediately looked at his handsome face... feeling her heart pounding inside of her chest... feelings of warmth stirring there... as well as between her large, toned thighs.

"It's all right, Clark... You're safe," said Ultrawoman with a smile as she watched her secret crush begin to open his eyes. For his part... Clark was surprised as his vision cleared... revealing the face of the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.

"What's going on...? Who are you...? How... how are we flying?!" gasped Clark as he suddenly realised where they were.

"No... I'm flying... You were falling... but it's okay now," replied the Woman of Steel with a sensuous laugh, which made Clark feel all warm inside. Within seconds, they were back inside the conference room, and his super-sexy saviour was landing gently on the tile floor, easing him slowly to his feet.

Lois and Clark looked into each other's eyes for a minute... neither one saying a word... until Lois broke the silence.

"You're safe now, Clark... I've got to go now..." replied Lois as she turned on the heels of her boots and began to walk away.

"Hey...! You saved my life...! I don't even know who you are!" called Clark.

This prompted the Woman of Steel to turn around and assume her heroic pose for the first time in public: hands on either side of her curvy waist, her long muscular legs spread slightly apart, her feet flat on the floor, her ample bust thrust towards Clark with confidence.

"No thanks are necessary... I'm here to help... and my name... is ULTRAWOMAN" she replied, before taking flight and disappearing in a blur of motion.

All present were in awe of the sexy superwoman. Except for Lexia Luthor... who had different thoughts at having witnessed what Ultrawoman could do.

Who is that masked woman...? I have to know more about her... silently resolved Lexia.

In the days that followed, there were several more sightings of the Masked Maiden of Might as she appeared throughout Metropolis, stopping criminals and saving innocent citizens from danger. Ultrawoman's exploits were also seen in areas outside of the city, and her reputation quickly spread like wildfire. Through it all, senior investigative journalist Clark Kent became more and more infatuated with the Woman of Steel, becoming increasingly intrigued by the woman who'd saved his life at Lex Towers. Perry White had directed him to find out more about Ultrawoman... but Clark was not having any luck on that, as he had no idea how to find her.

From behind her large rimmed glasses, and dressed in her dowdy and baggy pantsuits... his junior partner Lois Lane was amused to see her secret crush work on the assignment. He looked cute when he was stumped.

Then, one day, Lois decided... "Clark...You're going to get your wish."
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7 pm.

Dressed in a form-fitting white t-shirt, blue jeans, and sneakers, Clark Kent stood out on the broad gallery of his rooftop apartment, looking at an anonymous note he'd received at work earlier. The note simply said "see you tonight". He couldn't identify the handwriting, or make sense of what it could mean.

"Good evening Clark... I hope I didn't keep you waiting," a woman's voice said without warning.

Turning in the direction of the voice, Clark looked up. Soon, his brown eyes were wide open with surprise, his lips parted, as he saw the beauteous Ultrawoman floating slowly towards him, landing gently on her booted feet on the balcony in front of him.

"Ultrawoman?" gasped Clark.

Lois smiled at her secret crush as she assumed her heroic pose in front of him. Her hands on either side of her shapely hips... her long muscular legs slightly apart... her ample bust - well-highlighted against her tight-fitting purple unitard - thrust towards him... her blue cape draped against her broad shoulders, ending inches above her tight round ass.

"I hear that you're looking for me," said Ultrawoman, maintaining her pose.

"Yes... I want you," replied Clark.

"Excuse me?" asked Lois, raising her eyebrows behind the thin purple mask which covered the upper part of her gorgeous face.

"Oh... I... Uh... mean for an interview... or my newspaper... the... Uh.... Daily Planet..." replied Clark, who just could not get his eyes off the masked woman's incredible voluptuous body. Especially her fabulous bust.

As he checked her out, Ultrawoman was doing the same thing, using her Ultra Vision to X-ray scan him from his head down to his feet.

Ooooooh... Clark... You're so... gorgeous... Mmmmm... so tight... so toned... Mmmmm... starting to feel... a little... sleepy... just looking at you... Got to stay focused... thought Lois, as she felt her eyelids begin to get a little heavy in the slits of her purple mask.

This did not go unnoticed by the alert journalist, who noticed a pair of faint outlines against the fabric of her tight purple unitard.

"Ultrawoman... are you all right?" asked Clark.

"Oh... Yes... I'm fine... Can we get on with the interview...? I really need to get back on patrol," replied Lois as she regained her composure.

"Sure... Have a seat... Make yourself comfortable," said Clark, gesturing with his right hand to a nearby couch.

Ultrawoman smiled and nodded in agreement, sitting on the right side of the couch, draping her cape over the back, and crossing her right leg over her left. Clark took his place on the left side of the couch and switched on his tape recorder.

"So... what's your name?" asked Clark.

"Ultrawoman," replied the Woman of Steel.

"Uh... I meant your name when you're not dressed like... Uh... this..." replied Clark.

"Oh...? Is there something wrong with the way I dress?" asked Lois, leaning forward in a way that made her large breasts bunch together under her tight purple unitard. She was feeling slightly offended by his comment.

"Uh... No... I... mean... You can decide what's breast... Uh... I mean best..." stammered Clark.

A hint of mischief twinkled in Lois' blue eyes in the slits of her purple mask as she took silent pleasure in teasing her handsome senior partner. "You have to understand, Clark... My identity has to remain a secret... So I can continue to help people in trouble... and stop criminals..."

"So you can fly... What kind of fuel do you use?" asked Clark.

The Maiden of Might replied by hovering in the air, still in her seated cross-legged pose.

"None... I just use my mind and I can fly" replied Lois as she lowered herself back on to the sofa.

"And how strong are... Hey!" cried Clark as he suddenly felt the sofa being lifted into the air.

He looked down in awe to see Ultrawoman holding up the couch in the air with her right hand... with him still sitting on it.

"I'm very strong, Clark... I don't think you really want to test that," replied Lois as she set him and the couch back down and rejoined him on it.

"Noted..... How fast can you fly?" asked Clark.

"Faster than the speed of sound, at least... but I've never really tested myself," replied Lois with a shrug of her shoulders.

"And your other powers...? What else can you do...? Are you human....? A robot....? An alien?" asked Clark.

His last comment caused the Woman of Steel's facial expression to darken. "What's that supposed to mean...?! I don't think I like your line of questioning, Mr. Kent..." said Ultrawoman coldly as she began to get up.

"Please Ultrawoman... Don't go... I'm sorry..." said Clark as he grabbed her right wrist with his left hand, making the Woman of Steel pause for a second.

"All right... but the next offensive question you ask, I'll leave!" threatened Ultrawoman as she sat down on the couch again.

Clark sighed in relief, then got up from the couch and walked over to a drawer. Lois looked curiously at Clark as he took out some candles, placed them on the ledge nearest the couch, and lit them before rejoining her.

"What are those?" asked Ultrawoman.

"Incense candles... I light them to relieve stress," replied Clark.

"I don't need those. I don't get stress," quipped Lois.

"I don't think so... doing what you do... that's gotta be stressful..." said Clark as the scent from the candles wafted towards them. Clark watched the heroine's large bust heave under her tight purple unitard as the Woman of Steel inhaled the incense.

"Uh... Yes... I guess it can be..." admitted Ultrawoman, her ample bust heaving up and down steadily as the smoke from the incense candles swirled around both her and Clark in the air. Her blue eyes fluttered slightly in the slits of her purple mask.

"Is there somebody special in your life?" asked Clark as he noticed the incense was having an effect on the Woman of Steel, which both surprised and intrigued him.

"I... I... Uh... don't understand... the question..." replied Lois as she found herself beginning to feel strange... as she looked at Clark.

"I mean... you have a boyfriend?" asked Clark.

Ultrawoman felt her head beginning to spin lightly as she looked in Clark's direction.

"I... Uh... I'm... Uh... Uh... I'm not... Uh... sure... about... Uh... what you mean..." replied the Maiden of Might as she uncrossed her long muscular legs, resting her feet flat on the floor.

"Oooooh...All of a sudden...I...I'm getting...so sleepy...What's happening?" wondered Lois as her blue eyes blinked in the slits of her purple mask.

"It's okay, Ultrawoman... Just relax..." said Clark in a soft tone of voice.

Taking a deep breath in response to Clark's advice, Lois felt her large bust heaving under her tight-fitting purple unitard as she inhaled more of the sweet fumes of incense that were wafting through the air from the candles that Clark had lit to set the mood for the interview with the Metropolitan Maiden. Lois felt her slender, muscular arms fall limp on either side of her curvy upper body, her long muscular legs spread themselves wide open, her eyelids becoming heavier with each passing second.... her sexy toes twitching within the confines of her tight-fitting boots.

"Ohhhhh... Clark... What's... happening... Something's wrong... I..." began Lois as she tried to get up.

However, the alert Clark Kent noticed a pair of outlines becoming very distinct against the tight-fitting purple unitard of the Woman of Steel, just below the portion of her costume which exposed part of her large, ample bust.

"It's all right, Ultrawoman... You're safe... Just relax... breathe deeply..." said Clark, placing his right index finger lightly on her full red lips as he watched the outlines of Lois' nipples become firmer and more distinct. Her large bust heaved up and down beneath her tight-fitting purple unitard as she acted on his advice and inhaled more of the fumes wafting through the air from the incense candles.

"If you say so... Claaaaark... Never felt so relaxed before... Mmmmm... my nipples... My... Ultra Nipples... feel... so... so... h... hh... hhh... haaaaaaaaaar... d..." confessed Lois as her right hand raised robotically and started to caress her ample bust, making the round outlines of her nipples become more and more distinct against the fabric of her tight-fitting purple unitard as she inhaled more and more of the incense's sweet aroma.

Clark removed his finger from Ultrawoman's ruby lips.

"Really... Tell me more?" asked Clark as he held his digital recorder in his left hand, watching with intrigue at the way the Metropolitan Maiden felt increasingly compelled to arouse herself.

"Well... My anatomy... is different... to humans... because... while I have... the same body parts... like a regular woman... they... are more... Uh... sensitive... simple things... Uh... can arouse me... very easily... like this scent... Ohhh... use it on me... the effect is the same... every time... Ohhh... Oooo... Ahhh..." moaned Lois with pleasure as she fondled her Ultra Nipples into hardness with the slender fingers of her right hand, making them begin to poke more and more through her tight-fitting purple unitard.

"So does your... Uh... arousal... Does this affect your powers?" asked Clark.

"Ohhhh... Yes... It affects my concentration... it can make me... weak like an ordinary woman... I... I shouldn't be telling you... this... but... I... can't... help... myself... Claaaaark..." sighed Lois, feeling increasingly sleepy as she fondled her own ample bust.

Clark observed the Woman of Steel's blue eyes becoming increasingly glassy, her eyelids growing heavier in the slits of her purple mask the harder her Ultra Nipples became under her unitard. As he watched her, Clark couldn't help but feel more aroused himself. He began to reach for the exposed part of Ultrawoman's ample bust, anxious to expose it as he felt a growing hardness between his own legs.

Just as the fingers of his right hand were inches away from touching the large, firm breasts of the Metropolitan Maiden... her Ultra Hearing picked up a loud noise from an alley a block away from Clark's apartment. It sounded to Lois like someone dropping bottles in a metal dumpster, and had the effect of snapping her out of her stupor.

"Ohhh... What happened?" gasped Ultrawoman as she jumped to her feet... and blew out the incense candles with a single icy breath. As she regained her senses, Lois saw how aroused her nipples were... but more importantly, she saw the distinct bulge in Clark's pants.

"Hmmmm... very, very interesting..." quipped Ultrawoman as she used her Ultra X-Ray Vision. "What are you doing...?! You can see through my pants?!!" yelled Clark.

"Of course I can... Unless your pants were made of lead. I think we can wrap up this "interview " now..." quipped Lois as she floated a few feet off the ground, hovering before Clark.

"Hey, wait..." said Clark, trying to convince her to stay.

"I think I need to leave you and your... Uh... friend to yourselves now... Good night... Clark," replied the Woman of Steel with a smile and a wink of her right eye, before flying away in a blur of purple and blue... leaving Clark standing on his balcony, all alone and all aroused.

You felt it too... I know you did, thought Clark as he picked up his digital recorder and staggered back inside of his apartment.

He couldn't have been more right.
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Ultrawoman gently alighted onto the balcony of a modest apartment in another part of the city, and walked inside. Once inside the dimly-lit apartment, the Metropolitan Maiden spun on a single spot... and changed immediately back into her alter-ego, Lois Lane... only different. She was not wearing her glasses as she normally did to conceal her secret identity; her short black hair was worn loose about her shoulders; and the voluptuous and muscular body she concealed under her work clothes was revealed in all its naked glory.

However, after she'd completed her change, Lois raised her right hand up to her forehead as she found herself staggering on the balls of her bare feet towards her bedroom.

"Ohhh... Those incense candles... They're really strong... Ohhh... Effects still with me... Making me... want to... want to..." gasped Lois as her left hand started to caress her naked bust. "Oh... Oh God... Ohhhh... My Ultra Breasts... Ohh... can't stop thinking... Ohh... about Clark... his big strong hands... all over them... Uuuh... got to play with my Ultra Nipples... Oh yes.... Yes.... Yes... Yes..." sighed Lois as her left hand moved faster and faster... till it was a blur moving across her naked bust as she stumbled towards her bed.

The whole bed shook as the naked Woman of Steel collapsed on her back on to the top of the mattress.

"Ohhhhh... Ohhhh.... Clark... Ohhhh... Ohhhh... Ohhhhh..." moaned Lois as her left hand fondled her large firm Ultra Breasts at rapid speed... while she simultaneously rubbed her clitoris with the middle and third fingers of her right hand, gliding her outstretched legs over the surface of the bed, tightly gripping the bedsheets with her toes. "Ohhhh... Ohhhhh... Ohhhhhh... Ooooooo.... Ahhhhh... Uhhhh... Uhhhhh... Uhhhhhhh..." cooed Lois, lulling herself into pure erotic bliss as she thought about only one thing: Clark Kent.

And completely forgetting that she had revealed two of her major weaknesses to him as Ultrawoman.

"Uhhh... Uhhhh... Uhhhhh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...!!!" moaned Lois as she brought herself to a massive orgasm in less than one second. "Claaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaark..." sighed the Woman of Steel as her hands fell limp to the surface of the mattress, her sexy toes losing their grip on the bed sheets, cool night air brushing against her hard and erect light brown nipples and areolae and the neatly trimmed patch of black pubic hair between her open thighs.

A waterfall of white cum flowed out the open lips of her parted womanhood as she fell asleep, dreaming only about Clark Kent... and nothing else.
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Meanwhile... across town at the towering structure that was Luthor Towers...

At the very pinnacle of the 20-story steel-and-contered building... billionairess Lexia Luthor was thinking only about one thing Or rather, one person: Ultrawoman.

Since her sudden appearance, the Woman of Steel had been making the headlines every day, taking away a spotlight which normally shone on her in Metropolis. The redhead's anger grew with each article about the mysterious heroine written by Clark Kent... and every picture of the buxom brunette in feats of bravery, saving innocent victims, stopping petty criminals...

As she downed what might have been her 10th glass of scotch for the evening, Lexia fumed as she looked at the security footage of the "accident" at Luthor Towers... which saw some of her company's Sky Bots going out of control... and Ultrawoman making her first appearance.

"The woman's strong... fast... she can fly... There must be some way to stop her!" fumed Lexia.

She then did a double-take as she looked at the screen in front of her. She stopped the video footage and replayed it. Then she enhanced the image of Ultrawoman carrying Clark Kent in her slender muscular arms. Lexia smiled as she saw a pair of distinct outlines under the heroine's tight-fitting unitard, which seemed to become more pronounced as she was close to the handsome journalist.

In that instant, Lexia knew that she had an edge with which to defeat Ultrawoman. Now she needed a plan.
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24 hours later.
Daily Planet, 10 am.


Lois Lane, dressed in a brown baggy pantsuit and tie, her black hair loose and large-rimmed glasses on her face, arrived in the newsroom, feeling apprehensive. She had not seen the morning paper as yet... but was silently worried about what Clark had written about Ultrawoman... about what she might have told him in her state of erotic arousal.

She reached her desk, and looked across the aisle at Clark's desk, which was empty. Lois breathed a sigh of relief, glad that he was out somewhere. Then she saw a copy of the morning edition of the Daily Planet... with a photo of herself as Ultrawoman on the front page.

No... Oh no... thought Lois.

Worry welled up inside of her as she picked up the paper to read Clark's front-page story about her alter-ego. She was afraid of what he had written. However, as she read the story... Lois sat down in her chair, tears of joy glistening in her blue eyes behind her glasses. Clark had not written anything about Ultrawoman being aroused, or what she had said in that state.

He... he kept my secret... He didn't put it in the story... He... He... cares about... Ultrawoman... He... He cares... about me... thought Lois. She felt like crying as she sat down at her desk.

Suddenly, her Ultra Hearing kicked in... as she heard a distress call from elsewhere in the city.

Uh oh...! There's trouble...! This is a job.... for.... ULTRAWOMAN!! thought Lois in delight, eager to change into her sexy, super-powered alter-ego again.

With a burst of speed that went undetected by everyone else in the newsroom, Lois ran up the stairwell leading to the rooftop of the Daily Planet building. As she moved in a blur of motion, she was changing out of her work clothes and into her heroine costume.

Seconds later... a bolt of purple and blue was streaking over the skyline of the city. Upon closer observation, one would have seen that this bolt assumed a very curvaceous female form. Clad in a form-fitting, sleeveless purple leotard with matching boots and armbands, a blue cape flowing behind her shapely body.
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In another part of the city...

Clark Kent was finding it difficult to concentrate on the assignment he was covering, as he couldn't get the super-sexy Ultrawoman off his mind. As he listened to speaker after speaker at the conference he was attending Clark found himself becoming increasingly bored... and his mind kept drifting back to his exclusive interview with the Woman of Steel... to his watching her become more aroused as she inhaled the scent of his incense candles... her nipples becoming increasingly apparent under that tight-fitting purple unitard that she wore.

Though part of him silently wished he had done more, Clark dispelled that thought, knowing that to take advantage of the Metropolitan Maiden would be wrong. As he wondered when he would next see her again, his thoughts were interrupted by a tap on the shoulder from Daily Planet photographer Jimmy Olsen.

"CK...! The Chief wants us to head downtown...! Some more of Luthor's Sky Bots have gotten loose! They're on the rampage!" said Jimmy.

"Right...! Let's go!" replied Clark.

As they ran out the door, Clark smiled to himself, suspecting that his wish of seeing Ultrawoman again would be realised sooner than he'd thought.
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As she soared over the skyline of Metropolis, the Woman of Steel used her Ultra X-Ray Vision - capable of seeing through anything except lead - to locate the source of the distress calls her Ultra Hearing had picked up.

"More of Lexia Luthor's flying robots are on the loose...! There are too many people to risk using my Ultra Heat Vision... so I'm going to have to rely on my Ultra Strength to stop them..." resolved Lois as she flew to engage her enemy.

Her slender muscled arms extended, her fists clenched, the Woman of Steel descended upon three Sky Bots that were firing indiscriminate laser blasts in the downtown area of Metropolis, sending people scampering for cover.

KRUNCH.

A powerful right fist smashed one Sky Bot to pieces. Sensing the threat, the other two Sky Bots turned their attention towards the Metropolitan Maiden.

One flying robot fired a laser blast, but Ultrawoman deflected it off her left armband, right back into its firer... and the Sky Bot exploded into pieces.

KA-BOOM!

Streaking towards the third Sky Bot, Lois sent it flying upwards into the atmosphere with an uppercut, where it burned up... on its one-way trip into space.

FWOOM.

Down on the ground... the citizens of Metropolis cheered the bravery of their curvaceous champion... as she hovered in the air above them.

However, in a private room at Lex Towers... billionaire lady industrialist Lexia Luthor did not share that feeling as she watched her arch enemy on a large monitor in front of her.

"That's right Ultrawoman... You're playing right into my hands... and you don't even know it..." sneered Lexia as she tapped control consoles on the left and right arms of her leather chair.

Her actions caused the Woman of Steel to detect a new problem with her Ultra Hearing. Seconds later, she streaked away into the sky in a curvy flash of blue and purple.

Air currents rippling past the curvaceous and muscular body crammed into her thin tight-fitting purple unitard, Ultrawoman flew to a suburban part of the city with a lot of old high-rise apartment buildings packed closely together. Lois' blue eyes widened in the slits of her thin purple mask as she saw a pair of Sky Bots firing laser blasts at will, sending debris falling to the ground.

"Have to stop them before someone gets hurt..." resolved Ultrawoman as she flew in pursuit of them.

At that moment, one of the laser blasts dislodged a massive chunk of a wall of an old abandoned apartment building.

"No!!" cried Lois in horror as she saw that a young boy was on the ground, trapped under some fallen debris, while the massive chunk of stone and brick was hurtling towards him.

Raising her slender muscular arms above her head, Ultrawoman swooped in and caught the falling wall, holding it over her head with the palms of her hands. Tension was etched on her beautiful face as she used her Ultra Strength to keep it from crushing the boy, and to keep herself airborne as well.

"Have to get this... out of here... Stop... those robots..." groaned Lois as she felt the weight of the huge wall resounding through her mighty muscles.

From her remote location, Lexia Luthor smiled as she watched the heroic efforts of Ultrawoman via the TV cameras in two of her Sky Bots (which, unknown to the Woman of Steel, were actually hiding behind a large billboard that coincidentally was made of lead: the one thing her Ultra Vision could not penetrate).

At that very moment, Clark Kent and Jimmy Olsen arrived on the scene. Jimmy whipped out his camera and began taking pictures of the devastation around them, while Clark's attention was riveted on the Maiden of Metropolis hovering in the air above them.

"Ultrawoman...!" gasped Clark under his breath.

Clark... He's here... thought Lois, a dopey smile beginning to spread across her beautiful face as warm thoughts about her secret boyfriend filtered into her mind.

Seeing that Ultrawoman was distracted, and her guard was lowered, Lexia Luthor made her move, transmitting a sequence of commands to the two Sky Bots.

Accelerating at top speed, the Sky Bots approached the unsuspecting Ultrawoman from either side.

"Ultrawoman...!! Look out!!" yelled Clark, but his warning came too late for the Woman of Steel as the two Sky Bots assumed hovering positions on either side of her curvy upper body.

Thick steel robotic arms extended from the bodies of the flying machines... and the steel clamps at their extremities quickly closed down on their designated targets: Ultrawoman's breasts.

"Aaaaaaaargh...!!! My Ultra Breasts...!!! Being grabbed...!!! Can't protect them...!!! Pain...!!! Great pain...!!! Aieeeeeeeee...!!!! Aieeeeeeeeee...!!!!" declared Ultrawoman, hovering in the air.

Stubbornly, the Woman of Steel kept holding the wall above her head while the Sky Bots gradually intensified the pressure on her ample bust... so well-highlighted under her flimsy, tight unitard. As her beauteous face contorted in agony to reflect the agony she was experiencing in her mighty mounds, Ultrawoman heard a voice.

"Greetings, Ultrawoman..." the voice, distinctly female, said.

"Aieeeeeee...!!! Who are you...?? Aieeeeeeee!!! Where are you... ?? Aieeeeee...!!! Aieeeeeeee!!!" cried Lois as she felt her huge mounds being flattened gradually to the size of pancakes.

"I'm glad that I got your attention, Ultrawoman... There will be plenty of time for introductions..." replied the voice.

"Aieeeeee...!!! Whoever you are.... Aieeeeee..!!! I will find you... Aieeeeee...!!! and bring you to justice... Aieeeeee...!!! Aieeeee!!!" cried Lois, feeling intense pain rippling through her big breasts.

"Oh no, my dear... You may have great powers... but they're no match against a brilliant mind... Observe the robots as they squeeze those large and lovely breasts of yours... You could crush the robots... but you won't... because if you drop that wall... innocent people on the ground below.... will die..." said the female voice on a radio frequency which only the Woman of Steel could hear.

Down on the ground, Clark and Jimmy saw the Metropolitan Maiden in trouble, being abused by the hovering Sky Bots while holding up the large wall.

"CK...!! Ultrawoman's in trouble!!" yelled Jimmy.

Looking to the side, Clark saw the trapped boy... and looked up at his secret super girlfriend. His quicksilver intelligence immediately caused him to recognise the heroine's dilemma.

"Quick, Jimmy...!! Follow me!!" yelled Clark as he ran towards the trapped boy with the younger photographer following close on his heels.

"Unnnnnnnnh...!!! My Ultra Breasts...!!! Unnnnnnnnnh...!!! How do you know about them...??? Unnnnnnh!!! Pain... It hurts so much...!!! You're right... Unnnnnnnnnnnh...!!! I can't let go...!!! Have to let these machines hurt my Ultra Breasts... Unnnnnnnnh...!!!! Unnnnnnnnnh!!!!" groaned Lois.

"Don't worry, my dear... I can be merciful..." replied the female voice.

As the voice uttered those words... Lois suddenly felt the clamps on her big breasts... suddenly become ice-cold.

"Ooooooooo... Cold... My Ultra Nipples... Aaaaaaaaaa... They're becoming... so.... haaaaaaaaaaaard... It's making me... so.... sleeeeeeeepy..... never felt... so.... sleeeeeeeepy... feels so good.... I... want to... faint... I want to... pass out... No... have to... stay...awake..." moaned the Woman of Steel as she felt her eyelids getting heavy in the slits of her thin purple mask while the Sky Bots made her big brown nipples become hard as popsicles as the coldness of the clamps intensified.

Down below, on the ground, Clark and Jimmy worked frantically to get the debris off the trapped boy.

"Hang on, kid...!! We'll get you out!!" said Clark.

The bespectacled reporter's words reached the Woman of Steel hovering high above him... and she realised what Clark was attempting to do. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...My Ultra Nipples... soooooooo.. cooooooold... Coldness... is making them... sooooooo... haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard..." moaned Lois in a sultry and husky voice.

"Struggle all you want, Ultrawoman... You know I've beaten you..." sneered the female voice.

"Good.... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... will never be defeated... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... by evil... Uuuuuuuuuh... will find you.... will... stop... you... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." moaned Ultrawoman.

Lois felt an incredible sense of weakness and fatigue washing over every sinew... every muscle of her curvaceous body... from the feelings of pain and pleasure being meted out to her super-powered Ultra Breasts (which, as Clark Kent had found out, were more sensitive to stimuli than those of an ordinary woman). As her vision blurred, the tweeting sounds of birds filled her ears... her breathing became laboured... and all Ultrawoman could see... was the handsome face of Clark Kent... his lean muscular body... and all she thought about were his strong, warm hands... on her incredible Ultra Bust.

Then she heard the sound of Clark and Jimmy lifting the boy out of the rubble.

"Go! Go! Go!" yelled Clark as he carried the boy over his right shoulder, running as hard and fast as he could, with Jimmy Olsen close on his heels.

"Any last words... Ultrawoman??" asked the female voice over the intercom of the hovering Sky Bots.

"Claaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaark..." replied Lois as her blue eyes rolled up in the slits of her thin purple mask... and she let go of the wall.

The massive chunk of stone and brick descended upon the Metropolitan Maiden and the two Sky Bots.

From a nearby sidewalk, Clark looked back in horror as he saw the shapely figure of the beauteous Ultrawoman plummeting to earth..... the Sky Bots still squeezing those ample breasts framed against her thin, skintight purple unitard... her blue cape flapping in the breeze... as the wall came falling down.

"Take cover!!" yelled Clark as he and Jimmy used their bodies to shield the boy they'd saved... as the three figures disappeared under the wall which crashed down onto the street below, sending shockwaves that spread out for four blocks.

KRASH!

No sooner had the shock waves subsided did Clark run like a man possessed towards ground zero.

"CK!!" yelled Jimmy to no avail, unable to stop his senior colleague who was pushing aside chunks of stone and debris... trying desperately to find her.

Seeing his efforts, and having witnessed the way Ultrawoman had sacrificed herself to save the trapped boy, other citizens came rushing forth to join Clark in searching for the Woman of Steel buried under tons of rubble. In near-silence, they worked on, oblivious to the time ticking by.

It was Clark who finally found her, hearing a barely audible "Uuuuuuuuuh..." coming from under a pile of stones and bricks.

Burrowing down into the pile, tossing the stones and bricks aside, he found her. Lifting her up in his arms, cradling her head, and holding her steady behind the knees... he saw that Ultra Woman was completely unconscious... but still breathing... albeit her huge ample breasts were heaving up and down in a strained manner.

Clark then noticed that the heroine's fabulous nipples - he could only imagine what they looked like bared - were harder than diamonds... and poking through the fabric of her thin tight purple unitard.

"It's okay, Ultrawoman... You're safe now..." whispered Clark as he carried her in his arms out of the rubble-strewn area.

To be continued...
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Nice start OW. I like the idea of having 'Ultrawoman' tales. I always liked that costume they got for Teri H. on L&C. Any chance for some Kryptonite in Lois's future?

Great start!
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This is actually Brads story per OW's comments at the start.

This is part one, and he's up to Part 3 at the moment over at Hipcomix. I mostly follow him over there.
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Smallville, Kansas.
1 pm.


JOHNATHAN LANE was doing his regular chores in the barn of his family's farm - located just outside of town - when he heard his wife MARTHA call out to him from the nearby farm house.

"Johnathan...!! Johnathan...!! Come quickly!!" cried Martha.

He stopped what he was doing and ran as fast as he could into the farmhouse.

"Martha...! What is it...?? What's wrong??" asked Jonathan as he found his wife riveted in front of the television.

His answer came as a breaking news story flashed across the screen in front of them.

"This just in... A group of flying robots belonging to LexCorp... went out of control and on a rampage in Metropolis today..." the newscaster said.

Jonathan realised why his wife was so worried when he heard the next words as the news bulletin continued.

"Details are sketchy at this time... but reports say that ULTRAWOMAN was able to stop the robot rampage... but was injured in the course of her efforts... We'll bring you more news on this breaking story later..." said the newscaster, just before regular programming returned.

"Oh my God..." gasped Jonathan in shock.

"I've tried calling LOIS... but she won't answer her phone... Jonathan... What if... Could she...?" stammered Martha, concerned for the safety of their adopted daughter... LOIS LANE... who they knew had superpowers and used them in the guise of her alter-ego Ultrawoman.

Jonathan Lane took his wife in his arms, and they stood in the middle of the kitchen, comforting each other.

"We have to stay strong, Martha... It's important that we keep Lois' secret... Yes, she's got incredible powers... and yes, we know they have their limits... But we have to have faith in our daughter... and know that she's going to come out of this all right..." said Jonathan.

Martha nodded as they hugged each other, worried for the safety of their super-powered daughter.
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Metropolis.
1 pm.


Carrying the unconscious Ultrawoman in his arms, DAILY PLANET top reporter CLARK KENT took her through the crowds of onlookers - rival reporters -photographers and television cameramen - as he climbed into the back of a waiting ambulance that sped off as soon as he was inside.

"Hey...! How come there's only one of you?" asked Clark to the paramedic driving the ambulance as he laid the unconscious Woman of Steel gently on her back atop a stretcher.

"Sorry, buddy... We're short staffed today... and my ambulance was the first to get to the scene... I'll get us to Metropolis General as fast as I can," replied the paramedic apologetically.

"Don't worry... I had some paramedic training in college... I'll look after her," said Clark as he took off his jacket, loosened his tie, and rolled up his sleeves... as the paramedic driving the ambulance focused on doing his job.

"Just relax, honey... I've got to get you out of your costume... to examine you," whispered Clark to the unconscious Ultrawoman - who, unbeknownst to him, worked alongside him every day at the Planet... as his junior partner Lois Lane.

He began by slipping off her boots... and was in admiration of the curves of her sexy toes and the softness of her beautiful bare feet. Next, he slipped her purple arm bands off her wrists, gently setting them on another stretcher (where he had placed her boots as well).

Watching the strained movement of her ample bust underneath her thin tight fitting purple unitard, Clark knew what he had to do next. Examining her costume for a minute, Clark gently eased the unconscious Ultrawoman up into a sitting position.

Placing his left hand on the middle of her back to hold her steady, Clark used his free right hand to gently peel off the blue shield with the letter "U" above her right breast, then the blue shield with the letter "W" above her left breast... easily removing her blue cape and setting it aside.

Using both hands, Clark slowly rolled the Metropolitan Maiden's thin, tight-fitting purple unitard down her broad shoulders. His heart skipped a beat as her ample bust exploded forth before him. Her breasts were firm... huge... and round.... creamy in complexion... capped at their summits by wide brown areolas... and big brown nipples at their cores which were diamond-hard... and erect.

Lowering her gently back down on to the stretcher, Clark continued to roll down her unitard. Next, he exposed her toned and flat abdomen. As he rolled her garb down below her curvy waist, Clark saw that the heroine wore a flimsy purple thong between her large thighs.

As he eased her unitard off her shapely ankles and set it aside, Clark heard the Woman of Steel beginning to stir... and sigh softly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuh..." sighed the Woman of Steel in a soft, sultry voice... which underscored her profound state of weakness and sleepiness.

Clark was intrigued by how such a powerful woman could be made so weak and helpless like a newborn baby as he watched her blue eyes beginning to flutter in the slits of her thin purple mask... her large firm round creamy breasts heaving slowly up and down... straining to get air into her lungs.

She's having trouble breathing... I've got to do something... thought Clark, thinking back to his college days when he'd trained to be a paramedic (but had never pursued that line of work).

Picking up a stethoscope, Clark knelt beside the prostrate Ultrawoman, and gently lowered its cold circular steel tip onto her naked bust.

"Ooooooooooh...!!! Oooooooooooooh!!!!" cried the Woman of Steel in surprise as the cold steel pad of the stethoscope made contact with each of her big, hard brown nipples - and the puffy brown areolas which surrounded them - atop the creamy summits of her large ample breasts.

"It's okay, Ultrawoman... You're safe..." said Clark as he pressed the stethoscope over each of her amazing nipples and areolas in turn... trying to find her heartbeat... but also drawn by an increasing desire to touch them.

As she felt the cold steel against her naked Ultra Nipples and Ultra Areolas... the Metropolitan Maiden - who, unbeknownst to Clark, was his junior partner Lois Lane - rolled her head from side to side... making repeated moans of..."Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh.... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..."

Images of the flying robots... as they squeezed her Ultra Breasts high over the streets of Metropolis... played over and over within her head... and she heard the unknown female voice taunting her.

"No... Uuuuuuuuuuh... Not my Ultra Nipples... Uuuuuuuuuuuh... No... Please... Stop.... Uuuuuuuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuh..." moaned Lois as Clark moved the stethoscope over each of her exposed breasts... particularly her hard and erect big brown nipples and wide areolas... trying to find out the extent of her injuries.

"It's okay, Ultrawoman... Don't worry... I'm here..." said Clark in a firm but tender voice... trying to give the wounded Woman of Steel some assurance. Setting aside the stethoscope, Clark placed his large hands over Ultrawoman's naked creamy bust and began to gently caress it.

"Uuuuuuuuuuh.... Claaaaaaaark.... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." moaned Ultrawoman as she opened her blue eyes in the slits of her purple mask - which stretched across the upper part of he beautiful face - and stared sleepily at the handsome reporter.

"It's okay, Ultrawoman... Just relax...." replied Clark as he tenderly massaged her naked creamy mounds.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh.... Clark... Sky Bots... not an accident... Uuuuuuuuuuh... a trap.... Voice.... heard... a voice.... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." moaned Lois.

"A voice...? What kind of voice...? Whose voice...? What did it say?" asked Clark as he gently massaged the fabulous mounds of Lois' naked creamy bust with his hands, his thumbs repeatedly brushing her hard and erect big brown nipples back and forth.

Though part of him knew this was wrong, another part of him wanted to do this to the helpless Woman of Steel who had saved his life. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He had often fantasised about what her body was like under her thin tight-fitting purple unitard. Now, what he had discovered far surpassed what he dreamt about the Woman of Steel.

Enjoying the feel of Ultrawoman's perfect bust in his hands, Clark knew he had a choice: get more information out of her... or make her orgasm, as he had long fantasised about doing. He kept gently massaging the large creamy breasts of the weakened Woman of Steel as he debated these choices in his head.

And in her sleepy and increasingly sexually aroused state... Ultrawoman was of two minds as well... as to what she could do at this moment. Through her blurry vision, Lois saw Clark leaning over her, and felt his warm strong hands on her naked bust... his fingers gently caressing her hard and erect brown nipples... bringing them incredible pleasure... dulling the pain inflicted upon them by the Sky Bots.

In her private moments, Lois had often played with herself, fantasising it was Clark. Now, as she stared at him with sleepy blue eyes through the slits of her purple mask which covered the upper part of her beautiful face, Ultrawoman could not believe she was truly with him... and that he was touching her where she'd silently fantasised that he would.

"Uuuuuuuuuh... Clark... Where... Uuuuuuuuh... How... Uuuuuuuuuuuuh... Why... Uuuh... Uuuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." sighed Lois as she looked sleepily at her secret crush.

"You saved a lot of people... from those flying robots... but two of them got you... you fell out of the sky... Are you hurt?" asked Clark as he kept gently massaging Lois' perfect large creamy breasts.... his fingers expertly caressing the round brown nipples that were so stiff and erect at that moment.

Falling increasingly under the erotic spell cast by the skilled hands of Clark Kent... the Woman of Steel slowly succumbed to her latent sexual fantasies about the man she worked under as Daily Planet junior reporter Lois Lane... allowing her super-sensitive Ultra Bust to be touched by a man for the very first time. Ultrawoman was finding it increasingly difficult to think about anything except Clark... and the way his hands felt on her large creamy breasts.

"Uuuuuuuuh... I... I... don't... know... The more you... touch my Ultra Breasts... makes me... tired... so... tired... taking away... pain... Uuuuuuuuuh... feels... so... good..." moaned Lois, briefly raising her slender muscular arms.

But her armssoon collapsed limply on either side of her curvy upper body.

As she kept moaning, "Uuuuuuuuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." before him... Clark felt a growing heat and stiffness between his thighs... and it was taking every ounce of his concentration not to act on the growing urges he was getting.

(How those years of yoga and meditation back in college were helping right now...)

"So weak.... so.... helpless... so tired.... never... felt... this... way..." confessed the Metropolitan Maiden as her long muscular legs stretched back and forth below her small curvy waist... and the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet curled with tension.

As his right hand kept tenderly caressing Ultrawoman's ample naked bust, Clark felt his left hand act as if it had a mind of its own. Extending between her large open thighs, his left index and left middle finger gently pressed on the middle of the heroine's thin purple G-string... and moved in a slow circular motion.

The response from the Woman of Steel was immediate.

"Ooooooo.... Aaaaaaaa... Uuuuuuuuuuuh..." moaned Lois, her blue eyes fluttering in the slits of the thin purple mask which covered the upper part of her beautiful face... concealing her secret identity from her secret boyfriend.

But Ultrawoman could not hide her weakness... or her secret feelings for the handsome Clark Kent... who she worked alongside every day in the dowdy form of Lois Lane. Poor, ignorant Clark had no idea that the strongest and sexiest woman on the planet had been right under his nose... all this time.

However, Clark was not thinking about that at the time. He was mesmerised by the curvature of the amazing body of the Woman of Steel... now exposed to him in all its naked glory... after he had taken off her unitard... boots... armbands... and cape.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh.... Claaaaaaaark... Uuuuuuuuuuuuh... No... Uuuuuuuuuuuh...Yes...... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." moaned Ultrawoman as Clark continued to circle the middle of her purple G-string, watching her wiggle helplessly before him, becoming increasingly aroused the more he stroked the space between her open, large thighs.

Despite her amazing superpowers, Lois was utterly helpless at that moment. Her large, creamy Ultra Breasts had been throbbing in pain from the crushing grips of the Sky Bots... and so she reveled in the pleasure she was receiving from the skilled hands of the man she secretly loved: Clark Kent.

"Ultrawoman... Are you hurt...? Talk to me... Tell me how to help you?" asked Clark as he stroked her naked Ultra Bust with his right hand, while the index and middle fingers of his left hand slowly stroked the middle of her purple G-string.

"Uuuuuuuuuuunh... No.... Uuuuuuuuuuuuunh... Clark... Your hands.... Uuuuuuuuuunh... feel... so... good... on my Ultra Breasts... always wanted you... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... to touch me... like this... Oooooooh... and my Ultra Cunt... too... Ahhhhhh... Uuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." cooed the Metropolitan Maiden with pleasure.

Encouraged by the words of the weakening Woman of Steel, Clark kept on fondling her naked creamy bust with his right hand, gently caressing her big brown nipples... making them hard and erect like towers... while simultaneously fondling the middle of her purple G-string. As he saw a cameltoe forming under the flimsy underwear of the beauteous Ultrawoman, Clark found the heat rising between his thighs - along with the arousal spreading throughout his body - building to fever pitch.

"What do you mean...? Why are you talking like this...? What's going on?" asked Clark, as he kept simultaneously fondling Lois' naked nipples and the cameltoe that was becoming more distinct in the middle of her purple G-string.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuh... I'm... getting... so... excited... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... my Ultra Breasts... Uuuuuuuh my Ultra Cunt... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... never... ever... been touched like this... by... any... one... by any man... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... You're the first... man... to touch me... like this... You're doing... a better job... than those... robots... my head... spinning... so... dizzy... so... weak... so tired... I'm going to... going to.... Cl... Cl... Cl... Claaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaark..." cooed the Woman of Steel as a massive orgasm exploded between her thighs... drenching Clark's fingers with her sexual juices.

"Hey, buddy! Everything okay back there?" called the paramedic who was driving the ambulance... as he thought he heard moaning noises over the blaring siren of the ambulance as they headed towards Metropolis General Hospital.

Concerned that the paramedic would think he was raping the defenceless Metropolitan Maiden, Clark acted quickly, turning the valve on a gas cylinder and placing a plastic gas mask over her nose and her full red lips.

"Nnnnnnn... Nnnnnn..." protested Lois, shaking her head from side to side, trying to shake the mask off her face.

"It's okay, Ultrawoman... Just relax... Breathe..." whispered Clark as he held the mask over her nose and mouth with his left hand, while placing the palm of his right hand flat between her huge creamy breasts.

"Hhhhhhh... Hhhhhhhh... Hhhhhhhhhhh..." sighed Lois into the mask as powerful anaesthetic gas - which she would have been normally immune to - hit her like four tonnes of bricks. "Hhhhhhhhh... Hhhhhhhhhhhhh..." sighed Ultrawoman... as the movements of her curvaceous and muscular body became slower and slower.

Clark saw her slender muscular arms fall limp on either side of her curvy upper torso, her long muscular legs spread themselves wide apart below her curvy waist, the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet twitching slower and slower... the more anaesthetic gas she inhaled into her lungs.

"That's right, Ultrawoman... Go to sleep... I won't let anyone hurt you..." whispered Clark. as his brown eyes met the gaze of the sleepy blue eyes of the weakened Woman of Steel.

"Hhhhh... Hhhhhhhh... Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." replied Lois to Clark... as her blue eyes rolled up in the slits of her thin purple mask, slowly closing... and her head rolled against her left shoulder... as she faded into unconsciousness for the second time in her career as a super heroine.
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Meanwhile, back at Luthor Towers.

Lexia Luthor had been monitoring the day's events via another Sky Bot, which was even now stealthily following the ambulance that was carrying Ultrawoman and Clark Kent towards Metropolis General Hospital. Its mistress had not been disappointed.

"Incredible... Ultrawoman survived the fall... and that wall falling on her... but she's unconscious... and seems to be hurt... I have to find out more about what makes that super bitch weak... Time to put the second part of my plan into action..." resolved the billionaire businesswoman as she picked up a satellite phone and made a call.
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Metropolis General Hospital.

The call was received on the cell phone of a young blonde woman - no more than 18 years old - who was wearing a nurse's uniform.

"Yes... I understand... Will do..." she replied as she entered the front doors of Metropolis General Hospital.

Walking through the hospital, LEAH LUTHOR... the niece of Lexia Luthor... made her way straight towards a particular hospital room. Slipping inside the room, Leah took out a miniature recording device and hid it within a ventilation shaft near the foot of the empty bed.

Aunt Lexia's really clever... She always gets what she wants... thought Leah with a smile as she made her exit from the room... and then the hospital.

While she was leaving, the ambulance bearing the unconscious Ultrawoman and Clark Kent arrived at the hospital's front doors... along with a horde of media and paparazzi... all trying to get pictures of the Woman of Steel as she was wheeled inside of the hospital

Not to mention the Daily Planet's top reporter... who seemed to have a close tie to the mysterious heroine.
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3 pm.

Clark Kent sat on a chair in a hospital room, staring at the motionless form of Ultrawoman as she lay unconscious atop the bed in front of him. Her eyes were tightly shut in the slits of her thin purple mask, and he saw the outlines of her hard and erect nipples against the bedsheet which covered her up to her shoulders.

On a nearby table on the other side of the bed rested the Woman of Steel's thin tight purple unitard, her purple wristbands, her blue cape, and her purple boots. Clark had been relieved when the doctors told him that the Metropolitan Maiden was physically all right, and that her body was already healing itself after the battle with the Sky Bots.

Still... Clark had a lot of questions - questions which needed answering - about what had made the flying robots go amok in downtown Metropolis... but more importantly, how they'd been able to so thoroughly defeat Ultrawoman - who, up till now, he'd thought was practically invulnerable.

On a more personal note, Clark wondered how it was that she'd succumbed so quickly when he'd touched her amazing bust... and even lightly traced her clitoris, giving her a cameltoe... making her cum... and pass out in seconds. How could a woman so powerful be defeated so easily?

His thoughts were interrupted as he heard Ultrawoman begin to wake up.

As her blue eyes fluttered open in the slits of the thin purple mask which covered the upper part of her beautiful face, Lois Lane tried to remember what had happened before to bring her to her current situation. The first thing that the Metropolis Maiden became aware of... was the feeling of her large, naked, creamy bust brushing against something soft.

"Uuuuuuuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuh..." sighed Lois with pleasure as she felt her big brown Ultra Nipples making intimate contact with this soft surface,which seemed to cover her from her chest down to the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet.

She remembered being at the Daily Planet building in her regular identity... daydreaming about Clark Kent... then hearing a call for help... changing in the blink of an eye into Ultrawoman... and flying to the aid of whoever needed her at that time. The Woman of Steel remembered battling the Sky Bots - special flying robots made by LexCorp - which for some unknown reason had run amok in downtown Metropolis, threatening the lives of ordinary citizens in the process. Then the Metropolitan Maiden remembered having her huge creamy Ultra Breasts being squeezed by two Sky Bots... and being unable to defend herself... as a young boy was trapped in harm's way.

Lois remembered how Clark had saved the boy... falling to earth... then blackness.. Things became hazy after that. The Woman of Steel concentrated, and saw blurry images of Clark over her. The feel of his hands as they took off her thin tight purple unitard... her cape... her armbands and her boots. She recalled feelings of incredible... overwhelming erotic bliss... as she felt strong hands... which she believed... were Clark's... all over her naked Ultra Breasts... making her feel hard... aroused... in her big brown Ultra Nipples... incredible excitement... as she felt her Ultra Clitoris... being touched for the very first time... then a strange smell... a feeling of powerful fatigue... Clark's handsome face...

Then blackness... as she surrendered to a command in her mind... to go to sleep.

As she slowly opened her blue eyes in the slits of the thin purple mask that covered the upper part of her beautiful face, she saw a familiar but blurry image of a face.

The face of the man she was in love with.

"Clark...? Uuuuuuuuh..." sighed Lois, staring in sleepy disbelief and awe at the thought that Clark had been watching over her while she was unconscious.

"Take it easy, Ultrawoman... I'm here..." replied Clark as he took her right hand in his left hand.

Lois continued to flutter her blue eyes in the slits of her thin purple mask, her huge creamy bust rising and falling steadily underneath the covers of the hospital bed, as her senses slowly returned. Among them, her sense of sight... which allowed the Woman of Steel to clearly see the face of the man she secretly loved.

"Clark... You're here... Ohhh... What happened...? Where am I?" asked Ultrawoman as she looked at the face of the handsome reporter.

"You're in the hospital, Ultrawoman... I brought you here... after you fell out of the sky... You let a pair of Luthor's robots attack you... to keep a wall from falling on a boy..." replied Clark.

"Yes... It's coming back to me now... The boy... is he okay?" asked Lois.

Clark gave her a broad smile, which made her feel tingles of warmth in her chest and between her thighs. In his mind, Clark was moved by how concerned the Metropolitan Maiden was for the safety of other people... at the risk of her own.

"Yes... He's fine... thanks to you... Ultrawoman..." replied Clark with tender warmth in his voice as he took her right hand in his left.

"Good... I'm glad he's safe... I..." began Ultrawoman.

However, she stopped and looked down at the bedsheet covering her curvaceous and muscular body from shoulders to feet. Then she made a quick scan around the room with her Ultra X-Ray Vision.

"Clark??? Why am I only wearing my mask and panties?? Where's the rest of my costume??" asked Lois as she looked sternly at the handsome reporter.

"Oh... Well I... Uh... What I mean... is I... Uh..." stammered Clark, thinking that the Woman of Steel was angry at him for taking off her clothes while she was unconscious.

He then saw her beautiful facial features go softer... and then saw her smile at him.

"You are so cute when you're nervous... Don't worry Clark... I know you took off my costume while we were in the back of the ambulance..." laughed Lois.

"You do??" asked Clark, still in shock that the Metropolitan Maiden could remember that.

"Oh yes... I also remember you using a stethoscope on my Ultra Nipples... while you were playing doctor with me..." replied Lois in a sultry voice as she sat up in the hospital bed, causing the covers to fall to her waist... revealing her naked, large, creamy breasts to the man she was secretly in love with.

"Well... I... Uh... Uh... Uh..." stammered Clark, as he couldn't take his eyes off her big brown nipples (which were once again soft and relaxed).

"Like what you see... Clark...? Do you want to touch them??" teased Lois, leaning towards him.

"Well... I... Uh... I mean I... Uh..." stammered Clark.

"Claaaark... We have to be honest with each other... Do you want to touch my Ultra Breasts... and my Ultra Nipples too?" asked the Woman of Steel rhetorically, trying her best not laugh at how adorable Clark looked when he nervous.

Stretching her long muscular legs and swiveling on her well rounded ass, Lois climbed out of the bed. The soles of her erotic bare feet made quiet contact with the cold tiled floor of the hospital as she stood in front of Clark, wearing only her thin purple mask on the upper part of her face... and her purple G-string in between her large thighs.

"Claaaark... Don't you like my Ultra Breasts...? Don't you want to play with my Ultra Nipples?" teased the Metropolitan Maiden as she assumed her heroic pose before the Daily Planet's top reporter: her hands on either side of her small curvy waist... her long muscular legs slightly apart... thrusting her naked huge creamy bust towards Clark... who couldn't stop staring at the big brown nipples and the wide brown areolas that surrounded them atop the peaks of Lois' breasts.

Being slightly taller than the Metropolitan Maiden offered Clark a could view of her ample assets. Still, he was struggling to find a response to her question.

"Well... I... Uh... They're... Uh... nice..." he stammered.

"Nice...?? Oh, you thought they were more than nice... when you took off my costume... I know you wanted to touch them... when we did that interview... Your incense candles... really made me very sleepy then..." said Lois.

She noticed Clark's gaze shift briefly to the purple G-string between her large thighs, and knew what he was thinking.

"Oh.... You're more interested in my Ultra Cunt...? I remember how you touched it in the back of the ambulance...." quipped Lois, her full red lips broadening into a smile as she watched Clark Kent sinking deeper and deeper into a quicksand of his own making.

"Uh... Well... No... I mean... Yes... No... Uh... Uh..."

"Maybe I can help you make up your mind," said the Woman of Steel in a sultry voice. As Clark looked on, Lois maintained her heroic pose as she slowly lifted off the floor of the hospital room and went up into the air.

"Oh... my...." gasped Clark as she hovered over his head.

"Getting a better view, Clark...?" teased Ultrawoman as she moved over his head so that he could see directly between her large muscular thighs.

"Uh... Yes... Uh... I mean... Uh... Uh... Uh..." stammered Clark, feeling a growing, painful hardness... wanting so much to touch her... but feeling guilty about doing it... now that she was conscious... and her Ultra superpowers were restored.

"Still lost for words...Mr Kent??...Maybe you're not looking at the right angle" quipped the Woman of Steel. Clark felt the hardness between his legs intensify even more...as he watched Ultrawoman maintain her heroic pose...while turning her body at right angles to his own...as he stood rooted to one spot...on the floor of the hospital room.

"Got a clearer picture of me now... Claaaaaaaaaaaaark...?" teased Lois as she hovered inches above Clark's head... which was now directly over the space between her naked large creamy breasts... and within his ability to reach up and touch the middle of her purple G-string.

All of this was too much for Clark Kent to take. His mind and his groin felt like they were about to explode.

"Okay! Okay! I give up...! Yes...!! I admit it...!! I want to touch your breasts...!! I touched them in the back of the ambulance and when I interviewed you before...!! They're so big... and so... perfect...!! You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen! I want to make love to you!! Give you lots of pleasure!! Is that so wrong...?!!" yelled Clark, raising his hands in the air inches above the hovering curvaceous and muscular body of the Woman of Steel.

Lois smiled on hearing that confession...and took pity on Clark for having tormented him as long as she had.

"Okay..." replied Ultrawoman. And in a blur of motion, she retrieved her thin tight purple unitard, purple armbands, blue cape, and purple boots, donned them, and stood directly in front of a flabbergasted and flushed Clark Kent.

"I'd like that too, Clark..." replied the Metropolitan Maiden as she placed her hands flat on his chest, her blue eyes looking directly into his warm brown eyes, her full red lips stretching into a smile which took Clark's breath away.

"You... You do...? I mean... after... what you know... I tried to do... take advantage of you??" asked Clark, excited... happy... shocked... and worried all at the same time as he tried to comprehend what the Woman of Steel - who may very well have been the most powerful being on Earth - was saying to him.

"I know you, Clark... You're a good man... You're brave... and you've got a good heart... I could be mad at you... for trying to take advantage of me... when I was vulnerable... but you didn't... though I have to confess... part of me did want you to..." said Lois softly as she felt his large hands on her curvy hips, and felt her Ultra Nipples stiffening under her thin tight purple unitard... not wanting Clark to ever let her go.

"Really??" asked Clark, his heart racing as his groin stiffened even more at the sound of the words from the Woman of Steel.

However, she suddenly released her hold on him and effortlessly slipped out of his grasp.

"But I can't..." said Ultrawoman, walking away from him towards the open window.

Clark quickly stepped in front of her. "Please Ultrawoman... Don't go... You can trust me... I'd never do anything to hurt you..." he said, taking her hands in his own.

Lois looked up, her blue eyes, in the slits of her thin purple mask, staring directly into Clark's brown eyes behind his glasses. She felt her heart racing as fast as Clark's.

"Promise?" asked the Metropolitan Maiden.

"Promise," replied Clark.

"Clark... There's something I didn't tell you... I'm not like normal women... Things which affect them... affect me more... I've never been touched... by a man before... in a... Uh... sexual way... it weakens me... in this state... my enemies can defeat me... very easily..." confessed Ultrawoman.

"I know... One minute you're super strong... the next... you're totally helpless... but I won't tell anyone your secret, Ultrawoman... You got my word," promised Clark.

"Really??" asked Lois as she stepped closer to him.

"Really," replied Clark as he found himself looking directly down into her Ultra Cleavage.... which did not go unnoticed by the Woman of Steel... who smiled at him.

"I think after looking after me the way you did... I owe you that much... I'm not like any woman you know..." said Ultrawoman in a husky voice as she smiled at Clark and looked into his deep brown eyes.

"Yeah... I pretty much figured that out," quipped Clark.

"Claaaaark..." drawled the Woman of Steel... with a hint of frustration creeping into her voice.

"Sorry... You were saying, Ultrawoman?" replied Clark, apologising to the Metropolitan Maiden for not being serious to what she was about to say.

"This is off the record... but I'm not used to having my body touched in a sexual way... For reasons I can't yet understand... it makes me lose my Ultra Strength... feel weak... and get tired... especially my Ultra Breasts... and my Ultra Cunt," revealed Lois... admitting her weakness to Clark... feeling confident that he would not betray her trust.

"Really?? How could that happen? I've seen you in action... You can fly... and you're stronger than anyone I've ever seen..." said Clark.

"Yes... but there are things which can really weaken me... touching me in my Ultra Breasts... and my Ultra Cunt is one way to do it... Once I'm aroused... anyone can do anything to me... and I have to let them..." admitted the Woman of Steel to the handsome reporter.

"The incense... That night at my place..." realised Clark.

"That's right... I never smelt anything like that before... it really relaxed me... made me dizzy... disoriented... You could've taken advantage of me then... but you didn't... just like you could have in the ambulance... I'm glad that you didn't, Clark..." said Ultrawoman with a brilliant smile that made Clark's heart race... and his groin stiffen sharply.

"I've never felt like this about anyone before... There's so much I don't know about you... like who's the woman behind the mask... What do you do when you're not Ultrawoman??" asked Clark as he looked deeply into Lois' blue eyes.

The Metropolitan Maiden felt herself getting weak in the knees... hard in her Ultra Nipples... and wet in her Ultra Cunt... from being so close to the man of her dreams.

As he leaned in towards her, aiming to plant a kiss on her ruby red lips, Clark felt the Woman of Steel stop him... simply by placing her right index finger against his toned, flat chest. Lois felt a burning desire strip out of her costume at super speed and make love to Clark right then and there in the hospital room... but something held her back.

"I can't tell you that, Clark..." whispered the Woman of Steel... placing the palm of her right hand flat on Clark's chest... feeling his strong heartbeat.

"Why...? I love you, Ultrawoman," replied Clark... making the warmth rise in the ample chest and between the toned thighs of the Metropolitan Maiden.

"Do you...? You said you don't know anything about me..." replied Lois.

"I know you're the most beautiful...strongest... bravest... kindhearted woman I've ever met... What else do I need to know?" asked Clark.

The Woman of Steel bit her lower lip slightly, doing her best to stifle the growing urge within her to strip out of her costume and have sex with Clark Kent right there in the hospital room.

"I... I have to go now..." replied Ultrawoman as she stepped around Clark and walked slowly towards the open window.

Clark made no move to stop her, opting to keep standing in the middle of the room. His barely audible sigh of disappointment reached Lois' ears just as she reached the window and was preparing to fly away. Ultrawoman felt her blue eyes begin to water in the slits of her thin purple mask... and she knew she could not bear to leave Clark feeling sad.

In a blur of motion... she'd turned around... and sprinted back to where he was standing.

"Hey..." was all Clark could utter before the Metropolitan Maiden spun him around and locked her lips against his own in a passionate kiss.

"Just my way of saying thank you, Clark, and letting you know I do care about you too... I'll be seeing you... a lot more of you..." teased Lois with a smile as she stepped back from him.

Clark stood in awe of the Woman of Steel, watching as she gently hovered into the air...before zooming out of the window in a flash of purple and blue.

However, unbeknownst to the Metropolitan Maiden and the Daily Planet's top reporter, every word of their conversation in the hospital room had been heard and recorded by billionaire businesswoman Lexia Luthor... thanks to the bug that her niece Leah Luthor had planted.
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Luthor Towers.

"So my suspicions about you were right, Ultra Bitch... Don't worry about your reporter boy toy... I'll take good care of him... after I take care of you..." grinned Lexia to herself in the privacy of her private suite at Luthor Towers.

And with another phone call, she executed her sinister scheme.

To be continued...
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Very enjoyable story. And there really is no need for kryptonite, just a Barry White album and a white wine spritzer. :laugh:

Eager to read lexia's evil peril plot.
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OW,
Given there were multiple allegations of plagiarism from different sources and assertions of the multiple publishing of the same story where he had only changed his characters names and the story title, the 'whotta guy' comment seems...ill placed to say the least.
How do you even know this is his work...?
(I'm not picking a fight here [I'd lose , I'm crap at fights], but I find such things as intellectual property theft particularly low,if indeed the allegations are true, but given his behaviour thus far on several boards, I don't see any reason to doubt the allegers, so its a genuine question)

I haven't read this story, I just got as far as your first post.
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Metropolis.
4 pm.


Citizens of Metropolis looked up to see a now familiar streak of purple and blue soaring high above the city skyline. Within the middle of this streak of purple and blue was a beauteous... curvaceous... and muscular woman.

She was clad in a form-fitting, sleeveless purple leotard with matching boots and armbands, a blue cape flowing behind her shapely body. The upper part of her ample chest was partly exposed to reveal portions of her cleavage, while purple shields - one with the letter "U", and the other with the letter "W" - held her cape in place on her right and left wide shoulders, respectively. Her jet-black hair was kept in place by some kind of strange hair gel. Her blue eyes stared straight ahead through the eye-slits of the purple mask which covered the upper part of her beautiful face.

This was ULTRAWOMAN... the champion super heroine of Metropolis... the most powerful woman on the face of the Earth. However, when she wasn't flying around fighting crime or saving innocent people from danger... she was LOIS LANE, junior report for the Daily Planet newspaper in Metropolis and the adopted daughter of a farming couple from Smallville, Kansas.

However, as she flew over the city, heading towards the modest apartment where she lived as Lois Lane, the Woman of Steel had only one thought - or rather, one person - on her mind. Despite her incredible super powers... Lois was naïve and inexperienced in the ways of men, not having any intimate relationship with any man, for reasons her adopted parents had never explained to her... but which she was now learning firsthand... after having met the man of her dreams.

He was CLARK KENT... handsome and brave... the top reporter at the Daily Planet. Lois fell in love with him from the moment she saw him. But Clark wasn't interested in a nerdy wallflower like Lois Lane, who had been assigned to him by the paper's Editor-in-Chief Perry White as his assistant. However, he was totally infatuated with her identity as Ultrawoman.... having stripped her down to her mask and g-string panty not too long ago...and nearly having his way with her.

"Oh, Clark..." sighed the Metropolitan Maiden as she soared higher and higher into the stratosphere, daydreaming about the man she had fallen in love with. She dreamt about the feel of his strong hands on her large Ultra Breasts... his fingers tenderly caressing her big brown Ultra Nipples...

He loves me... He loves me... thought the Woman of Steel... with a broad smile spreading across her beautiful face as she fantasised about Clark Kent.

She realised, however, that while Clark was in love with her as Ultrawoman... he paid no attention to her as Lois Lane. The one thing that she wanted more than anything else was to fit in and have a life like regular people did... although she knew she was far from ordinary.

How do I make you love me as Lois... and not Ultrawoman...? How do I tell you who I really am...? Would you accept me then...? Would you love me if I have no powers? wondered the Metropolitan Maiden.

Suddenly, her thoughts were interrupted as a call for help reached her ears.

"I'll have to think about this later... Right now... Someone's in trouble... and I've got to save them..." resolved Ultrawoman, and dove back down towards Metropolis.

Her slender muscular arms extended in front of her, her fists clenched, every muscle on her curvaceous body highlighted against her thin, tight, purple unitard, her blue cape billowing behind her... Lois sped towards the source of the distress she heard. As she flew, the Woman of Steel heard unmistakable cries of "Help...! Help!" coming from the top of the tallest building in the city.

"Luthor Towers...!! Lexia Luthor's in trouble...!! I don't like the way she looks at Clark... but I can't worry about that now.... I have to save her!!" resolved the Woman of Steel as she accelerated towards her destination.

KRASH!!!

Smashing through a glass window pane, Ultrawoman entered the penthouse atop the pinnacle of Luthor Towers.

Her blue eyes widened with surprise as she saw another pair of Luthor's Sky Bots firing lasers indiscriminately inside of the penthouse... while Lexia Luthor's cries of "Help!...Help!" came from behind a pair of locked doors.

Upon seeing the arrival of the Metropolitan Maiden.... the flying robots turned their attention to her.

"Oh no, you don't!" quipped Ultrawoman, and gave them both a blast of her icy cold Ultra Breath - which felt like the winds of an Arctic hurricane, sending the Sky Bots crashing into one another and falling to the floor in pieces.

CRUNCH!

"Miss Luthor...Are you all right?" asked Lois, approaching the door she'd heard Lexia Luthor's cries from.

"Ultrawoman...! Help...! One of them is inside here with me...! Help me!" cried Lexia from the other side of the door. The Woman of Steel tried to see through the door, but soon discovered that the door was lined with lead - the one material which she could not see through.

Not giving it a second thought, Lois hurtled towards the lead-lined doors, kicking them open with her right foot.

BAM.

"Miss Luthor...! Are you all right?" asked the Metropolitan Maiden as she stepped inside of the private office... which was, for some reason, dimly lit.

However, within a split second... the doors she'd kicked open sealed themselves shut.

THUD.

"Yes... but you're not..." replied the voice of Lexia Luthor.

Before Lois had a chance to respond, vents opened in the ceiling... the surrounding walls... and even the floor... in less than one second.

"Ohhhhhh... What's going on.... Uuuuuuuuuuh... My Ultra Nipples... something... making them... hh... hhh... hhhhhhhaaaaaaaard.... starting... to... get... dizzy... familiar smell... I... need... fresh... air...." gasped the Woman of Steel, pressing the palm of her right hand against her throbbing forehead as a sweet scent filled her nostrils... making her stagger across the smooth wooden floor of the private office.

Before she could translate her intentions into actions, the sounds of soft music... and the tranquil sounds of nature... suddenly filled the sealed private office... as more and more of the sweet aroma filled the air.

"Ohhhhhhh... What's happening.... That smell... that music... it's getting my... Ultra... Nipples... so... h... hh... hhh... hhhh... aaaaaaaa... r... d.... Becoming... relaxed... feeling... so dizzy... so sleepy... have to think... about.... Clark...." sighed Lois, her blue eyes struggling to stay open in the slits of her purple mask... as her huge creamy Ultra Breasts heaved up and down under her thin tight unitard... and her slender, muscular arms fell limp on either side of her curvy upper body.

Wearing a white blouse and black dress pants... the auburn haired Lexia Luthor, wearing a gas mask over her nose and mouth to protect her from the effects of the incense... emerged from her hiding place in the shadows, behind the dazed and disoriented Woman of Steel.

Stretching her arms around the curvy upper body of the Metropolitan Maiden, Lexia lowered her hands atop the huge creamy breasts of her super heroine guest... that were still heaving up and down under the thin tight purple unitard as their owner struggled to resist the overwhelming scent of the incense that flooded Lexia's now-sealed private office.

"Uuuuuuuuuuunh...!!! My Ultra Nipples... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh....!!!! Who's pinching them... Uuuuuuuuuuunh...!!! Getting sleepy... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...!!! So sleepy... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!" blurted Lois, confirming what Lexia had already suspected to be true.

"That's right, Ultrawoman... Just as I anticipated..." sneered the billionaire businesswoman as she stood behind the Woman of Steel, pinching the latter's hardening big brown nipples through the thin tight purple fabric of her unitard.

"Lexia...?? Lexia Luthor??" asked Lois in disbelief.

"Yes... Thanks for responding to my call... Ultra Fool!" quipped Lexia.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... the call for help... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... a trap... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... and I've... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... fallen into it... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... What... What have you... done to me... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." moaned the Metropolitan Maiden, who could do nothing except stand defenceless and let Lexia Luthor molest her Ultra Nipples... and inhale more of the powerful incense she knew she was absolutely helpless against.

"Oh, I prepared a special reception for you, Ultra Twit.... I trust it's to your liking?" gloated Lexia as she kept pinching Lois' hardening nipples through the thin, tight unitard.

"No... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... Incense... extra strong.. that music... making... me... feel relaxed... feel... aroused... Uuuuuuuuuuuh... too dizzy... too turned on... to think... clearly... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh... let go of my Ultra Nipples... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh... that... hurts... making me... so helpless... How... How do you know... about... my weaknesses???" asked the Woman of Steel.

"Oh, that's easy... Your so-called boyfriend told me all about it..." sneered Lexia.

Lois' blue eyes fluttered briefly in the slits of her thin purple mask.

"Clark...?! He told you... about my Ultra Breasts...?? No... that's... that's... impossible... Uuuuuuuuuuuunh..." moaned the Metropolitan Maiden as she got another set of nipples pinches from Lexia Luthor.

"Is it, Ultra Bitch...? How else could I know about how incense disorients you?" asked Lexia as she kept on pinching Lois' hardening nipples.

"Uuuuuuuuh... No... Uuuuuuuuuuuh... Clark loves me... He wouldn't... He couldn't... Uuuuuuuuuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." moaned the Woman of Steel... her mind reeling from the effects of the incense... the relaxing music... and Lexia Luthor's expert manipulation of her Ultra Nipples. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... Getting... so weak... Getting... so sleepy... Can't get free... Can't... fight back... Why...? Why are you doing this...?? Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." moaned Ultrawoman.

"Why...? Why am I doing this?" asked Lexia.

"Yes... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..... Sky Bots... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... Not an accident... You... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... let them loose... on Metropolis... innocent people... Could have... been killed... Uuuuuuuuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." moaned the Woman of Steel as Lexia kept on cruelly squeezing her Ultra Nipples.

"Inconsequential Ultra Fool! I didn't become rich by being good or weak! I play to win... no matter what the cost... You pose a problem to me... and so... you must be dealt with..." sneered Lexia.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh... You won't win... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... I'll... I'll stop you... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... I'll expose... the truth... about you... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... once my... Ultra Strength... returns... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh ... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." moaned Lois.

"Poor choice of words, Ultra Fool..." sneered Lexia as her hands reached for the open portion of the Woman of Steel's huge creamy bust.

"Uuuuuuuh... What are you... No... My Ultra Breasts... Stop... Don't... Uuuuuuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuh..." complained Lois as Lexia pulled each of her huge mounds out and kept on pinching the big brown nipples which capped their summits.

"You're the one who's going to be exposed...! Not me!" hissed Lexia into the right ear of the Woman of Steel.

"Uuuuuuuuuuh... Ultra Nipples... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... so hard... Stop touching them... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... getting weak... getting sleepy... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... You're lying... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... Clark... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... wouldn't betray me... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... He... He... loves... me... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." moaned Lois, her blue eyes barely open in the slits of her thin purple mask.

Lexia Luthor roared with laughter at the sound of those words. "Really?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuh... Yes... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." moaned Ultrawoman.

Lexia Luthor laughed again at the sound of those words.

"Clark Kent is a man... A man who prefers to have sex with a real woman... A real woman... like me!" sneered Lexia as she kept pinching Lois' hard and erect big brown nipples. "That's why he told me all about your Ultra Breasts... Your Ultra Nipples... how you're easily aroused... that this makes you weak... and tired.... and you are vulnerable against such potent scents such as incense..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... How did you know that... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... Only Clark... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... knew that... I... told him about my weaknesses... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... You must be telling the truth... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... Clark... Clark... betrayed... me... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." moaned Lois.

"Then you need to show him... Show him he's wrong..." said Lexia Luthor as she rotated the hard and erect big brown Ultra Nipples of the weakened Woman of Steel... who was by now totally under the influence of the incense and the relaxation music that the billionaire businesswoman was using to distract and disorient her.

"Uuuuuuuuuuh... Yes... Miss Luthor... I... I must obey... Uuuuuuuuuuh... I'm so sleepy... feel so sexy... barely able... to stay awake... totally... helpless... What... What... do you... want me... to do??" asked the sleepy and sexually aroused Ultrawoman.

"First... I want you to take off your mask!" said Lexia.

"No... I can't... expose my identity... People I love... My family... My friends... Clark... will know... who I am... They'll be... in danger..." moaned Lois.

"You're no super heroine... Incense... playing with your super sized tits... and you turn to mush... I'm going to take off your mask... right now!" declared Lexia as the fingers of her left hand grabbed hold of the middle of the Metropolitan Maiden's purple mask.

"No... No... Please... Don't... I'll do anything... Anything you ask... Just leave me mask on..." pleaded Lois, who was too weak and too tired to defend herself against her devious foe.

"All right, Ultra Bitch... I won't unmask you... but you must do what I say... If you don't, off with your mask! Do you understand?" asked Lexia.

"Y... Yes... This incense... as long as I breathe it... it will keep my Ultra Nipples... hard... keep me weak... sexy... sleepy... I won't be able... to fight you... Have to do... whatever..... you want.... What.. do you want me... to do??" asked the Woman of Steel, dreading what was to come next.

"So glad you asked.... Take off your costume, Ultra Bitch... but leave your mask and wristbands on..." commanded Lexia Luthor, who simultaneously gestured to her niece Leah Luthor... who had been in the room the whole time as well, with a video recorder in hand.

Leah smiled as she focused the recorder on the Metropolitan Maiden... as the heroine staggered away from her aunt... and slowly dropped her cape to the floor... kicked off her boots... then slipped off her thin tight purple unitard... leaving her clad only in her mask, armbands, and her purple G-string.

Both of the Luthors smiled as the Woman of Steel stood naked and helpless before them.

"Uuuuuuuuh... What do I do... now...? Uuuuuuuh... so sleepy..." moaned Lois.

"I want you to play with yourself... Think that your boyfriend Clark Kent is having sex with you... Show him you're a real woman... and don't pass out during sex... Do it... or I'll let my Sky Bots loose again!" ordered Lexia.

"Yes Miss Luthor... I have no choice... I must obey you..." replied Ultrawoman.

Placing her right hand on her naked creamy bust, and her left hand between her large thighs, the Woman of Steel began to simultaneously rub both of her Ultra erogenous areas.... faster... faster... and faster.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." moaned Lois as she fantasised about Clark.

"Sure this will work, Aunt Lexia?" asked Leah.

"Of course... the incense has a special amnesia drug in it... once Ultra Bitch cums and passes out... it will wipe her memory of what happened here!" replied Lexia as Ultrawoman played with herself and Leah recorded it.

Though her Ultra Hearing allowed Lois to hear what Lexia and Leah Luthor were planning for her, all of that was lost... as her sexual fantasies about Clark overwhelmed her senses... causing her to fondle her breasts and her cunt... with increasing speed... until everything exploded in a purple haze.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh!!!!!!!" moaned the Metropolitan Maiden as she felt herself falling... her blue eyes rolled up in her head... and blackness
washed
over
her.
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Metropolis Central Park.
8 pm.


"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." moaned Ultrawoman as she slowly regained consciousness.

As she slowly opened her blue eyes in the slits of her purple mask... all she saw was blackness. However, as the fog lifted... and her senses slowly returned... she heard the sound of chirping crickets... and saw a canopy of stars directly above her.

"Ohhhhhh... Where am I.... What happened??" moaned Lois as she tried to remember what happened... while she had been unconscious.

Slowly getting to her feet, the Woman of Steel found herself amongst a cluster of thick trees and bushes in the park, fully garbed.

How did I get here...? Everything's a blur... I can't... The last thing I remember... was being at the hospital... with Clark... thought Lois. The mere thought of her handsome senior partner from the Daily Planet - where she worked as Lois Lane - was enough to make the Metropolitan Maiden feel warm tingles in her huge creamy bust and between her large thighs.

Putting those fantasies aside, Ultrawoman tried to remember what happened next.

I was flying home... I heard something... a call for help... but after that... I...

However, before she could continue that thought, the Woman of Steel's Ultra Hearing picked up something she did not expect: the sounds of people elsewhere in the park, talking... about Ultrawoman.

"Will you look at that...?"

"I don't believe it..."

"To think she calls herself a heroine..."

"What a shame..."

"Ultrawoman indeed..."

"Ultra Whore is more like it!"


-were but some of the many comments which reached her ears... filling the air.

"What's going on...?? People are talking about me... I've got to find out why," resolved Lois, and immediately took to the sky.

Reaching an altitude high above the skyline of Metropolis where she felt she could not be spotted, the Metropolitan Maiden used her Ultra Vision to scan the park to find out what the people her Ultra Hearing had picked up were talking about.

Lois' blue eyes widened in horror, and her jaw dropped open... as her Ultra Vision saw people watching images on their cell phones and iPads... of her... naked except for her mask, armbands, and G-string... fondling her naked large creamy breasts... and her Ultra Clitoris through her flimsy underwear... with her hands moving at increasing speeds... moaning with increasing erotic intensity.

"Look at her go...."

"What a whore..."

"She's really into it..."

"Do it Do it..."

"She's a super whore..."


-were the voices which filtered into her head... via her Ultra Hearing... which allowed her to hear things for miles in many directions. The voices grew in number and intensity as the Woman of Steel quickly realised these X-rated images of herself were being streamed across Metropolis... indeed, across the world... via the Internet.

"No...!! No...!! No...!! No!!" cried Lois... placing her hands over her ears in a futile attempt to shut out the voices in her head... as the images she saw in the video played repeatedly before her blue eyes. The Metropolitan Maiden saw herself playing with her naked large creamy Ultra Breasts... making the big brown Ultra Nipples hard and erect like towers... fondling her Ultra Clitoris... through her purple G-string... her hands moving faster... and faster... like they had a mind of their own... turning her from a heroine... into a whore.

To her dismay, her cries caught the attention of the people on the ground.

"Hey, it's Ultra Whore!!"

"Show us what you got bitch!!"

"Get out of here!!"

"You freak!!"

"Boo!!!"

"Boo!!!"

"Boo!!!"

-came the chorus of voices of the citizens of Metropolis who saw her... while the derogatory remarks of other people across the city flooded her hearing.

"No..!! No...!! No!!" cried Ultrawoman as she flew away in a streak of purple and blue - a sonic boom echoing through the night skies over Metropolis as she broke the sound barrier.

CRACK.

"Nooooooooooooo!!!!!" screamed Lois as she flew out into space... and circled the Earth.... many times.... before zooming back down through the atmosphere... towards Metropolis... landing unseen inside of the apartment where she lived as Lois Lane.

Tears streaming down her face, the Woman of Steel tore off her cape... boots... armbands... and her thin tight purple unitard... tossing them on her bed.

"No... No.... No... No... No...." sobbed Ultrawoman as she stripped her mask from the upper part of her face... allowing the tears to cascade down her cheeks like waterfalls.

Physically and mentally exhausted, Lois sank to the floor of her darkened apartment... curling up into a ball... weeping uncontrollably.

"Clark.... How could you... do this to me???" she cried.
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24 hours later.
Daily Planet.
7 am.


Clark Kent stepped out of the elevator into the newsroom, and was surprised to find a large number of his co-workers were already there... many of them on their computers... cell phones... and iPads... all watching one thing.

His heart sank as he saw all the images of a topless Ultrawoman... freely fondling her naked large breasts and the space between her huge thighs... forming a camel toe under her purple G-string... as her hands moved across both of her super-erogenous areas with blurring speed.

But Clark said nothing as he walked over to his desk in a corner of the newsroom.

"CK... Have you seen this...? It went viral last night..." said photographer Jimmy Olsen.

"No Jimmy, I haven't..." replied Clark as he cast a glance to an empty desk located to his left. "Have you seen Lois?"

"No... I think she called in sick... The Chief gave her a couple days off..." replied Jimmy.

"Probably best... I don't think Miss Smallville would like all this commotion..." mused Clark.
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Lois Lane's apartment.
9 am.


Martha Lane hugged her daughter Lois - the strongest woman in the world - as Lois sobbed uncontrollably while they sat on the sofa in the living room.

As they did that, Johnathan Lane was doing what he could to put the tattered remnants of Lois' Ultrawoman costume back together again. As he did so... Johnathan exchanged looks of concern with Martha. They had never seen Lois so depressed before. They both knew that restoring her costume would be easier than restoring her confidence.

"It's all right, honey... You cry... You let it out... It'll be all right..." said Martha as she hugged Lois.

"Why, Mom...? Why did he do this to me??" sobbed Lois.

"I don't know, honey... It's all unclear..." replied Martha, looking at Jonathan as he pieced their daughter's costume back together.

"Yes... We need to be clear about the facts... Why do you think Clark Kent is responsible?" asked Jonathan.

"Because I trusted him... and I told him... about my powers... about my weaknesses... about by Ultra Breasts... my Ultra Cunt... not being able to handle... physical arousal... he must have told someone about me... at least... I... I think... he did..." replied Lois as she stood up, wiping the tears from her face.

"What do you mean, dear?" asked Martha... exchanging looks of concern with Jonathan as Lois paced the floor up and down in front of them.

"When those flying robots... put the squeeze on my Ultra Breasts... made me get weak... caused me to pass out... I'm sure I heard a woman's voice taunting me... Somehow the voice is familiar... I remember hearing it again... before I passed out again... and woke up in the park... The voice kept saying Clark needed a real woman... He could never love someone like Ultrawoman... someone... like me..." said Lois, and burst into tears again.

Though obviously not as fast as Lois could move... Martha and Jonathan were swift to her side, and simultaneously embraced her between them.

"I'll never become Ultrawoman again... Never... Never... Never!" Lois sobbed.
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One week later.
Daily Planet.
10 am.


Clark Kent entered the bustling newsroom of the great metropolitan newspaper, several of his colleagues congratulating him on his lead story of the day's paper. Clark acknowledged them with a nod of his head, a handshake, or a wave of his hand.

While all of this adulation was something Clark normally reveled in... this was another one of those days in the last week... where all of it rang hollow for the city's top investigative journalist. Crime levels were high in Metropolis... and while the police were holding their own for the moment... there was no one else to back them up. Ultrawoman had not been seen since the X-rated video of hers went viral on the Internet.

Clark could not help thinking it was his fault that the Woman of Steel had been missing in action.
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1 pm.

Clark was at his desk in the newsroom, typing up another story about crime rising in Metropolis in the absence of Ultrawoman. As he typed, there were regular bulletins flashing across the screens of plasma TVs in the newsroom... showing what Metropolis' Finest were doing without the intervention of the Metropolitan Maiden. So preoccupied was Clark that he paid no attention to the efforts of one police officer in particular during the city's rising crime wave.

"Lois... Can you..." began Clark... but halted in mid-sentence as he turned around in his swivel chair, to look at the empty desk that was normally occupied by his junior partner... Lois Lane. Clark surprised himself as he acknowledged the absence of someone he initially couldn't stand because she was so green.

However, the absence of Ultrawoman... had caused him to take a second look at the dowdy woman who Perry White - his Editor-in-Chief - had saddled him with when sh'd arrived in Metropolis days after Ultrawoman's debut. He'd resented her at first... but now that she wasn't here... Clark found himself actually missing her company. He was surprised to find himself thinking about Lois... how friendly she was with everyone at the Planet... how dependable she was as his junior partner... never once complaining about any of the jobs he gave her to do... or when he was ignoring her. Clark had been in the game for a long time, and trusting someone was difficult for him to do.

But with Lois... he'd thought he could trust her... and it made him feel guilty that the reason Ultrawoman had vanished from Metropolis... was because he had betrayed her trust... without even knowing it. He resolved to pay Lois a visit later... to see how she was doing... and to help ease his guilty conscience about Ultrawoman.

Clark's thoughts were interrupted by the booming voice of his editor-in-chief Perry White.

"Kent!! Olsen!! My office now!!"

Clark was out of his seat in a flash... with photographer Jimmy Olsen close behind. Perry only acted that way when there was a big story brewing.

"Kent...!! This city is being overrun by criminals...!! We need Ultrawoman.... Where in the name of Elvis is she??!!" demanded Perry.

"I don't know Chief... I've got no way of finding her... It's like she just disappeared... after that X-rated video went viral..." replied Clark.

"Well... It's now your job to find her... and expose her for the coward that she is!" demanded Perry.
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Luthor Towers.

At the same moment... at her penthouse office... Lexia Luthor was in pure glee as she surveyed the reports of rising crime in the city... since the disappearance of Ultrawoman. However, unlike Clark Kent and others in Metropolis, the billionaire businesswoman knew exactly why the Woman of Steel had vanished into thin air.

"Ha ha ha!! This is working out even better than I anticipated!!" laughed Lexia as she watched the news reports playing on the various plasma screen TVs which lined her office walls.

"How do you figure that, Aunt Lexia?" asked her teenage niece Leah Luthor - who had played a key role in the plan to discredit the Metropolitan Maiden.

"Despite all of her super powers... Ultrawoman is insecure as a woman... Any other super heroine would have dismissed the X-rated video we made of her... and gotten back on the job... but she has not... Not only have we humiliated her physically... and sexually... but also... psychologically...!" replied Lexia.

The younger Luthor, however, could hear her aunt's voice beginning to flag a little.

"You almost sound disappointed, Aunt Lexia," said Leah.

"Yes... There are so few people in Metropolis... in the world... who could present me with a challenge... I really thought Ultrawoman would give me that challenge..." sighed Lexia as she watched the images of crime being displayed on the plasma screen TVs in her office.
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7 pm.

Clark Kent got out of the taxi cab, and walked up the stone steps leading to the apartment complex in which his junior partner Lois Lane lived, palms sweating, throat dry.

Despite being an experienced reporter, and having faced many tense situations on the job, for some reason which Clark could not explain why.... he was nervous now. Could it be because of the lingering guilt he had for the disappearance of Ultrawoman... or did it have something to do with Lois?

Keep it together, Kent... Be a man... thought Clark to himself as he approached the front door of Lois' apartment.

He was about to ring the doorbell when he noticed that the front door was slightly ajar. Suspecting that a burglar was inside the apartment, and suddenly concerned for Lois' safety, Clark slipped inside the apartment... and started to look around. While his first instinct was call out to see if Lois was safe, Clark decided against that, for fear of alerting any potential intruder.

She must think she's in Smallville... They probably leave their front doors open there... thought Clark as he made his way silently through the dimly lit apartment.

Then he heard an unmistakeable female sigh of "Uuuuuuuuuh..." filter through the dimly lit apartment.

Following the sound of the sigh, Clark saw a partially open door, with clouds of steam flowing out of the open space freely. He deduced that the room the door opened out of had to be the bathroom of the apartment.

As he took a step towards the bathroom, Clark narrowed his gaze, as he thought he saw a figure in the middle of the swirling steam. He blinked his eyes, wondering if he was seeing right... or were his eyes deceiving him?

He saw Lois, standing naked, with her back to him... in the middle of the steam clouds inside the bathroom. Her shoulder-length black hair was damp... and draped about her shoulders. However, what Clark could not stop marveling at... was how shapely her body was. He had only ever seen her in drab, baggy suits at work... wearing those hideous large glasses... which made her look like a librarian. Clark had always thought of Lois as a nerdy girl from a farming town from nowhere. However, as he watched her now... Clark wondered why she would hide a body like what he was seeing... and wondered what her front looked like.

In fact, he was so wrapped up in his thoughts... that he did not realise that Lois was not in the bathroom anymore. Her voice alerted him - much too late - to where she was.

"Pervert!!" cried Lois as she appeared on Clark's right and punched him in his left cheek with her clenched right fist.

WHAP!

"Uhh!!" groaned Clark.

Taken completely off guard, he was knocked off his feet... went flying over a couch... and landed hard on the floor.

Click.

The lights came on, and he found Lois standing over him, her glasses on her nose, dressed in a loose fitting purple bathrobe... with her hands on her hips in a pose which made him think about the missing Ultrawoman.

"Clark?!! What are you doing here?!! How did you get in?!!" demanded Lois.

"Geez, Lois!! You hit me!!" yelled Clark as he looked up at Lois.

However, the Woman of Steel was not swayed.

"Irrelevant!! I want to know how you got into my apartment!! Why were you looking at me naked?!!" cried Lois, glaring at her senior partner... as he lay on the floor of her living room.

"Your door was open... I thought you were in trouble..." groaned Clark as he got to his feet. "Whoa... Where did you learn to hit like that?"

"Smallville! I told Mr. White I wasn't well... and I had some personal issues... He gave me time off... I don't need a babysitter!" snapped Lois. She felt great anger welling up within her... and it was taking all of her restraint to stop herself from thrashing Clark... and letting him know in doing so... that she was Ultrawoman.

"Okay... Okay..." said Clark, raising his hands in surrender as he got to his feet. "I just came to see how you were Lois... and to apologise."

"Apologise?? For what??" asked Lois... her tone and stance softening slightly.

"For reading you wrong Lois... I didn't realise all the good work you've been doing since you came to the Planet... Guess I had my head up in the clouds for a long time... and I didn't take the time to notice things closer to the ground... Everybody at the Planet misses you... I do too..." said Clark.

"You... You do??" asked Lois, feeling her nipples stiffening under her robe.

"Yeah... I can tell you I'm sorry... I wish I could tell Ultrawoman how sorry I am..." said Clark with sadness in his voice.

Though half of Lois wanted to pummel Clark into another universe... her curiosity and her feelings for her handsome senior partner... suppressed that urge.

"Really?! She can't forgive you for telling people her secrets...! They're now an X-rated video on the Internet!" snapped Lois.

"You're probably right, Lois... I don't deserve to be forgiven for that... Though I didn't tell a soul... someone found out what she said to me... and used it against her... If Ultrawoman wants to punish me... she can do her worst... but Metropolis shouldn't have to suffer on my account," replied Clark.

Lois said nothing. She knew that crime had been running rampant in the city since she hung up her super heroine costume after the X-rated exposé of her alter-ego... which she'd blamed Clark totally for. Seeing him now, so remorseful for what had happened, touched something in her.

Now, Lois wondered if Clark was really at fault. When she'd fought the Sky Bots... Lois remembered hearing a woman's voice... mocking her... as her Ultra Nipples were squeezed like oranges. Someone with power and access to technology... was behind that attack... and Lois began to wonder whether that mystery person had somehow eavesdropped on her conversation in the hospital with Clark.

She began to think that if this was the case... then her flirting with Clark would have given that person information to use to capture and defeat her. Taking a deep breath, Lois asked her game-changer question.

"Clark... if Ultrawoman were here... right now... what would you say to her?"

He inhaled deeply, and then began to speak.

"I'd tell her... I'm sorry... I was thinking about myself... How attracted I am to her... so beautiful... brave... kind... and sexy... I haven't been able to think about anything else since she came to Metropolis... since she saved my life..." said Clark.

"Go on..." replied Lois... feeling warmth in her chest and between her thighs... but suppressing them.

"The incense was a cheap trick... to make her lower her guard... I didn't know it could weaken her... make her vulnerable to the crooks in the city... Someone else found that out... used it on her... and now she's gone... blames me for it... I can't make up for what I've done... and I feel responsible for her leaving Metropolis open to the criminals... If she were here... right now... I'd tell her... I don't deserve her... There's a whole city of people out there who do... and if she doesn't want to forgive me... I can live with that... but I hope she doesn't stay away for too long... Metropolis... the world... needs Ultrawoman," said Clark.

Without another word, he walked away from Lois and exited her apartment, closing the front door behind him as he left.

Removing her glasses, brushing back her wet hair from her face, Lois exhaled so hard... she shifted a nearby chair to the other side of her living room.

She'd been literally blown away by Clark's words. The anger she had been feeling for him for the last few days simply evaporated, and she saw the logic in them... and felt the feelings of pain and anguish which had clearly been wracking Clark's conscience.

"My powers are not a curse... They're a blessing... I was so wrapped up in myself... that I forgot why my Kryptonian parents sent me here as a baby... the things Ma and Pa Lane taught me growing up... I'll always have enemies... who'll find any and every way they can to hurt me..." said Lois as she let her bathrobe fall to the floor.

She walked naked into her bedroom, where she opened her closet and reached into a hidden compartment... taking out her repaired Ultrawoman costume. As she walked into the middle of her bedroom... her Ultra Hearing allowed her to hear the sounds of police sirens echoing in different parts of the city... cries for help... gunshots...the sounds of crime out of control.

Though she could have done it in a split second... Lois chose to done her heroine attire in this instance like any normal woman would have done.

She slipped on her thin tight purple unitard... followed by her purple boots... then slipped her purple armbands on to her wrists... her blue cape was attached to her broad shoulders... shields with the letters "U" ... and "W"... on her right and left shoulders respectively keeping it in place. She used her special gel to slicken her shiny black hair... such that it hugged the contours of her head. The final touch... the placing of her purple mask over her face... completed her change.

Her cape billowing behind her, the Woman of Steel strolled out on to the balcony of the apartment.

Rising slowly into the air, Lois paused for a second to scan the sprawling city of Metropolis, taking in the sights and sounds of the city that was her home... whose people she had sworn to protect. A broad smile spread across her face.

"Look out, criminals! Ultrawoman is back!!" declared the Metropolitan Maiden as she vanished in a blur of purple and blue... streaking over the city... re-entering the fray... back into battle against the criminal elements of Metropolis and all those who would threaten the city.

End.
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And that, ladies and gents, concludes Ultrawoman's adventures for the time being. But of course, her story is far from over. The video of her X-rated escapades cannot be taken back, Lexia Luthor cannot unlearn what she has learned, and the criminals of Metropolis will be hard-pressed indeed to give up their current advantages...

How will Ultrawoman deal with each of these predicaments? Stay tuned.
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Hello Omega Woman:

Few ever post a comment to my stories, so I like to post whenever I can because if nothing else, it is great people put effort into stories to be here.

That said I have to side with tallyho on this one, My problem is not that BC plagiarizes, rather the guy's style makes me feel like a 14 year old who found a playboy magazine. You see a little bit of the woman's breast, you ALMOST get to see between her legs, and the story is over.

I even tried to discuss this WITH BC on his own site, and got an extremely...hostile, response to say the least.

I really think BC could have a GREAT style, his "animal women" (cheetah woman, Puma girl etc) appeal to me greatly, but he goes overboard on the ellipsis (just...can't...find....words...) the guy is So predictable, I could set my watch by him.

I can not even actually call his stories "X-rated" nothing every actually HAPPENS :)

Some may like him and that's ok..but for me, I always leave his stories frustrated and disjointed
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lordgriffin wrote:Hello Omega Woman:

Few ever post a comment to my stories, so I like to post whenever I can because if nothing else, it is great people put effort into stories to be here.

That said I have to side with tallyho on this one, My problem is not that BC plagiarizes, rather the guy's style makes me feel like a 14 year old who found a playboy magazine. You see a little bit of the woman's breast, you ALMOST get to see between her legs, and the story is over.

I even tried to discuss this WITH BC on his own site, and got an extremely...hostile, response to say the least.

I really think BC could have a GREAT style, his "animal women" (cheetah woman, Puma girl etc) appeal to me greatly, but he goes overboard on the ellipsis (just...can't...find....words...) the guy is So predictable, I could set my watch by him.

I can not even actually call his stories "X-rated" nothing every actually HAPPENS :)

Some may like him and that's ok..but for me, I always leave his stories frustrated and disjointed
Ah, I would certainly agree that he's better on ideas than on execution. But for execution, there's always fellows like me. :smile:

('sides, why do you think I posted this on the regular Stories board instead of the Dungeon?)

I'm looking to develop the 'verse established in this story into a wider series of stories sometime down the line... posting and editing this for BC was just part of that. I hope you'll find me much less predictable.
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Thanks for the great read!

I like the "verse" you started :evil:
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