Absorbing Woman vs Superman

Absorbing Woman vs Superman

Rating: NC-17

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Disclaimer: I own Absorbing Woman, but I don't own Superman. I'm just borrowing him for a while.

            Clark Kent sat in the break room of the Daily Planet sipping coffee, one big worry swirling in his head, the worry that dealt with a string of disappearances of a number of his heroic compatriots. Diana was gone, his cousin Kara had vanished, along with all the Marvels, Power Girl, and a number of others.

            In his identity as Superman, he had scoured the globe with no luck, and had checked out every known supervillian that could be responsible, from Luthor to Dr. Doom. None of them were guilty of the abductions. Batman was having no better luck. Neither were organizations like Shield or Checkmate. Frustrating, to say the very least.

            Draining his mug, he rinsed it out and walked back into the newsroom, and heard Lois calling out to him:

            "Hey Clark! Got a call for you! Woman says she needs to talk to you about the recent superhero kidnappings?"

            Wasting no time, he raced to his desk and took the phone from Lois and put it to his ear.

            "Hello?"

            "Is this Clark Kent?"

            "Speaking."

            "I need to speak to you in private, I have some information for you but I can't share it over the phone. I'm being watched."

            "Where and when should we meet?"

            "An hour from now at this address." She gave him the address of an abandoned building a couple of miles from the newspaper offices.

            "I'll be there."

            Hanging up, he readied himself for the meeting. There was always the possibility that this was a trap, so he turned to inform Lois of where he was going.

            Meanwhile, the "informant" walked out of the telephone booth with a satisfied expression.

            The super fish swallowed the bait, and I best move quickly once he's arrived. He'll probably have backup. Such fun!

            She walked off down the sidewalk.

            Getting out of the taxi, he paid the driver and proceeded into the decrepit factory. He scanned the area with his super senses and found only a woman, presumably his informer, waiting inside. So far so good. Walking to her location, he greeted her and was taken aback by her tremendous beauty.

            Focus, Clark. Remember your wife.

            "You said you have info for me?"

            "Indeed I do. On this DVD is listed all the knowledge you need to find the culprits accountable. I'm aware you and Superman know each other well, which is why I asked for you specifically. You conducted that interview with him after all."

            Clark nodded and discreetly scanned the DVD with his various super visions. Nothing suspicious about it, so he took it from her.

            And suddenly blacked out.

            Clark awoke with a start and sat up. He carefully looked around and saw he was in another deserted building in a mountainous area. It was missing its roof, he noticed. He also noticed he was naked as a jaybird!

            "Great Krypton! Where is my clothing?!"

            "I think I like you better without them, baby butt."

            Spinning to face the familiar voice, he unsurprisingly witnessed his unclothed "contact" observing him with an inviting grin. She was BUFF, which he hadn't seen before because of the modest clothes she had been wearing.

            "I'm guessing you're the culprit you were "informing" me about."

            "That's sort of evident, Clarkie, or should I call you Superman?"

            Clark started at that.

            "Oh come now, Supes, I've been monitoring you carefully for a good while now. I discovered your secret identity, cough cough, early on."

            "What do you want?"

            "Why you of course! Just like I wanted all the others!"

            "What have you done with them?!"

            "They're alive and much happier now, and soon you'll join them."

            "I think you're getting ahead of yourself. I've faced down many formidable foes in the past. Why would you be any different?"

            "Are you trying to impress me with your credentials? Enough pillow talk baby."

            Digging her fingers into the ground by utilizing the strength she had siphoned from Barda, she yanked it out from underneath him, sending him hurtling backwards. Superman used his flying power to stop himself and attempted to fly out of the building, which resulted in him crashing into an invisible and impenetrable barrier. He slammed his fists and poured his heat vision into it without effect.

            It appears I have no choice but to fight her. Superman thought reluctantly.

            Flying at her with the patented Superman fist charge, he was astonished to see her turn into ice and freeze him solid!

            "Hiya stud! Wanna ask me to dance? What? We getting cold feet?" she taunted.

            With a loud crack, the Man of Steel freed himself from the ice and blasted her with his heat vision. To his surprise, she become red hot and burning!

            "Oh baby. You want Mommy to burn for you? It's not fair that I keep this heat all to myself. I'm really big on sharing."

            Moving with such speed that even the superfast Man of Tomorrow couldn't react in time, she tackled him around his ripped waist and held him off the floor in her veined arms. The heat emanating from her fiery form seared his skin, it was so hot!

            "Get off me!"

            "Make me, muscle man!"

            Every time he attempted to freeze her with his super breath, she constricted his middle and pushed it from his lungs. Finally, he broke her hug with an exertion of all his superstrength and tossed her aside into a pile of scrap metal. The sun immediately healed his injuries and he was back to full strength again.

            "I guess that is that." Superman said. There was a shifting of metal and his foe emerged, composed of glittering steel. "Or not."

            "It's time to end this studly." She advanced on the dismayed Superman.

As Superman thrust his hand to shove the steel woman away from him, she went hand to hand with him and grappled his hand with her own, locking her fingers with his in an almost arm wrestling pose. A bizarre burning feeling spread from his captured hand to the rest of his Herculean physique like a sinister pestilence. Her skin altered from metal to her own regular skin tone more and more and her eyes and hair started to match his eye and hair colors as the potency was robbed from his trembling and breathless body by her contact with his skin, his enormous manly bicep resisting ineffectually as her huge womanly bicep overwhelmed his. She smirked in his face as she was causing him to deteriorate just with her touch as he pushed at her and attempted to jerk his hand away ineffectively and his thickly muscled legs shook with the exertion of keeping him upright.

            "I should inform you that I can not only absorb energy and metal but also absorb the strength of other people, Supey, even your legendary strength! Even your vaunted Kryptonian might can and will become my own! How you can win if I have your redoubtable powers added together to mine? Simple, "Superman" you can't! You are already too puny to prevent it little boy! To thwart your imminent defeat at my hands! I'll steal your renowned power until you pass out! All I require is to hold your little hand in my own, and isn't that so cute, us holding hands like this? Perhaps some flowers and candy would be in order? On this, our first date? Perhaps a farewell kiss?"

            The woman brushed Superman's lips with hers and squeezed his mountainous shoulder and bicep mockingly as she complacently pushed the ever wearying, ever subservient, ever despairing, ever struggling, Superman down by gripping his hand in her ever firming grasp, his massive male muscles combating her gigantic female ones hopelessly, his frantic and savage punches having no effect on her lovely smiling face, proud unequaled tits, and nearly unimaginable muscular stomach, and his desperate blows only exhausted him further as even more of his energy became hers even more rapidly with every ineffectual hit, and she kept unrelentingly forcing him down with even superior force as his worthless struggles became ever weaker as she kept on absorbing his waning power by touching him and absorbing the strength from his slower and slower attacks upon her until...

            "He's beaten! BEATEN! I'm the first woman to ever truly prevail over the famous Man of Steel! And of course the last! It was me, the Absorbing Woman, which made you weaken and fall! Every time you struck me I absorbed your strength that much quicker! Every time you smacked my soft skin with your hard punches I drained yet more and more of your prized might! Every time you touched me I sucked you that much more swiftly! Now I'm going to hold you down via your own great power white boy! Power I'm draining just by placing my silken colossal hooters on your broad, hard, ripped once indestructible chest! The vast and firm chest that was once seemingly indomitable that my soft sweet tits will now conquer!"

            Lying atop the overmatched male, Absorbing Woman absorbed and absorbed and ABSORBED Superman's faltering strength by rubbing her heavenly breasts on his divine pecs, her soft feminine milk glands which with no trouble mastered his big masculine muscles, when suddenly he fell into submissive unconsciousness underneath her! Sucking him of every last scrumptious drop until she had gotten it all, she then flexed her peerless female muscles in triumph, her dazzling body having crushed his studly figure.

 Absorbing Woman rose and picked up the limp Man of Tomorrow in a one-handed choke hold. His immense legs and veined feet dangled powerlessly above the floor. Her eager fingers ran over his muscles and then closed around his massive boner with fiendish eagerness. She whacked him off gradually initially, and then with an ever-increasing pace. A weak moan emanated from Superman's mouth as he slowly awoke. Bringing his thick dick to her vast tits, she kept jacking him off until his cum was all over her black breasts and she had forced it all out!

            "You like me stroking that big white pecker of yours Supes? Should I blow you too? I think I will my handsome toy."

            Taking his Olympian penis into her silky hot and enthusiastic maw, she deep-throated him hungrily and with relish, also fondling his balls, sucking noises making themselves known with greater clamor, when he at last shot his prodigious wad down her ravenous throat! Absorbing Woman had not only subjugated Superman himself, but his manhood as well!

            "You won't free yourself from my hug this time big boy."

            Taking the defeated muscle god into her maternal embrace, she held him off his feet and squeezed him until he finally fainted, her incomparable boobs and dripping pussy mashing against his vast chest and hanging cock, taking and be in command of them with childlike effortlessness. His handsome face lolled on her almighty mammaries. Dropping him contemptuously, she stood with one vascular foot on his considerable and formerly unassailable chest and flexed her arm that she had utilized to be the victor in utter and complete conquest of the fallen hero while she put her other hand on her hip. She alternated back and forth between arms, flexing one while putting her other hand on her hip.

            "You must be very keen to meet your cousin again. Let's get you reacquainted with her, shall we?"

            Pressing him over her head by his flaccid rod, she deactivated the forcefield around the structure and flew off into the heavens...