The new Superman dressed himself as the wimp Clark Kent and went to meet the other agents of the Curropters. They had a brown haired girl they were putting into Lois' sedan.
"That's not Lois," Clark noted dryly.
"Not according to the dental scans," the lead thug smiled.
"How did she die?" Clark asked.
"Little lass was being treated for depression, and hung herself before we could train her on a new job," the thug shrugged, "Now make sure that this baby gives us some skid marks on the swerve and then toss it into that ditch. The gas will take care of
the rest. In a week you'll get the new and improved Lois."
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The Kryptonian retro-virus was a top-secret Lex Corp bio-weapon project that was known to only three people. That is until Master-May-I told the cabal all about it. The sedatives and restraints kept Lois still while the process remade her body, the stimulators,
subminals, and hypnotic drugs, kept her passive while they remade her brain.
(Latex is Sexy), (Evil is Sexy), (I am Superwoman!) (I am an Evil Sexy Super Dominatrix!) (I am bisexual) (I have fetish for corrupting innocents!) (All will be corrupted!) (I will wear Latex and Leather only!) (My slaves will wear latex and leather!)
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Ferris Aerospace
Carol was expecting Hal, but Sally from College was a welcome change of pace! They had spent the last while catching up. Carol was more then a little tipsy from the two bottles of wine, well those and the special pills Sally had slipped into them.
"Here Carol, Listen to this," Sally put a set of noise canceling earphones over the suckers ears then took out her cell phone, "This is Sally, Phase one underway!"
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Kara looked at her self in her bedroom mirror, she was a rubber slut! Ever since Jimmy had made love to her in those heavy rubber gloves and those condom shorts she had craved more. She wanted more of him and more rubber! She loved the feeling of his
heavy rubber gloves milking her tits and her clit! Now here she was listening to the music he had given her, wearing a rubber corset and stalking, pounding her butt with a latex replica of Jimmy's massive manhood and drooling on the floor as she played with
her tits with her free hand.
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Helen, she no longer thought of her self as Hellena or Huntress, walked out of the dressing room. Her mentor and lover gave a wolf whistle when he saw her. She wore a pair of heeled biker ankle boots, leather pants, a belt with her bombing tools hanging
off of it, an IRA crop top, a leather biker jacket, and a leather bandana.
"Now then Bomber Patty," She called in a nascent north Irish accent, "do I look like a proper lass?"
"Lass yes," Patty responded, "But not proper!"
Helen giggled as she leaned over and kissed him.
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"Ben!" Lex tried to be authorative.
"Now Lex," Ben pulled the rubber cape to the side, "This cock isn't going to suck it's self!"
Lex tried to resist, but fell to his knees and placed his lips on the manhood in front of him. It was so yummie and he was such a good little sissy!