Super Swagger (Supes Text Story)

Super Swagger

Written By SteeleBlazer

It had only been a few weeks since Lois was accidentally exposed to a strange alien energy while Superman rescued her during the most recent alien invasion. Lois unsurprisingly once again got into more than her fair share of trouble and once again it was Superman who needed to come to her rescue. But, ever since that day something strange took place. A transformation that day by day made Lois bigger, stronger, harder, faster and in general more super. Just how super she wasn’t sure, but she sure wanted to find out. And so, she called up Superman to meet her at the Daily Planet. And there Superman stood waiting unaware of just how amazingly super Lois’s transformation has become. Lois wasn’t so certain just how strong or how super she had become, but one thing she knew for certain her days of being a damsel in distress were over, and that one way or another she was excited to see how she matched up against Superman, the strongest man in the whole universe.

Lois Lane sauntered up to Superman with a new kind of swagger, her every step a symphony of power and confidence. It was a kind of super swagger that she had, and every one of her muscles rippled and bulged with every sway and sashay of her hips. She was buff, and her body wasn’t just bulging, but was bursting and brimming with power and each step bespoke of her power and confidence. Even her smug smile was telling and fitting for that super swagger of hers. It was a hypnotic site, as arousing as it was intimidating.

The Man of Steel, usually unflappable, found himself momentarily disarmed by the sight. There was no mistaking the transformation Lois had undergone. Her shoulders, broad and commanding, gave her blazer a formidable outline, not from padding, but from the sheer force of her muscles. The fabric of her sleeves appeared to be in a constant battle with her bulging arms, a war they were destined to lose. Her calves, accentuated by high heels, were like coiled springs, each step a testament to her newfound strength.

Superman, his super-vision confirming what his eyes saw, was astounded. Lois was not just muscular; she was one of the densest humans he had ever encountered. So dense that he couldn’t even fully penetrate those muscles with his super scan. And her muscles just weren’t dense, they were big. In fact they weren’t just big, but they also were way bigger than Superman’s superhuman muscular physique.

"Notice anything different, Smallville?" Lois teased, a playful glint in her eye.

Superman, attempting nonchalance, ventured, "New hairstyle?"

Lois's smile broadened, and with a flex that seemed almost casual, her muscles expanded, shredding the sleeves of her blazer with a sound that was both terrifying and exhilarating. The sound of the sleeves tearing away and biceps bursting through them was so loud and palpable that it almost seemed to echo throughout the room.

Impressed yet?" she asked, her voice a velvety challenge.

"I am," Superman admitted, his usual calm demeanor slightly ruffled.

"Your turn, then. Flex for me," Lois urged, her tone a blend of coy and sly.

Superman hesitated, suddenly conscious of his own physique. He was big, but Lois was bigger and Lois's biceps weren’t just formidable and intimidating as they rippled and bulged from the slightest of movements, they were a stark contrast to his own. They easily dwarfed his muscles, just as his would easily dwarf those of an average man.

"Afraid of being out-muscled by me, Smallville?" Lois quipped, her smile teasing.

Blushing, Superman complied, flexing beside her. Lois laughed heartily. "Looks like Smallville really is the right nickname for you now!"

Superman's embarrassment was palpable. "I guess so," he muttered.

"What if I told you you're not just smaller than me, but also weaker than me too?" Lois continued, giving superman a sly look with an upraised eyebrow.

Superman laughed nervously. "Lois, you can't be serious."

"Why not?" she retorted. "Just because you're Superman doesn't mean you're stronger than me."

Superman tried to brush it off, but Lois's playfully punched his arm, and that little playful punch was surprisingly forceful. "Ow! That actually hurt," he exclaimed.

"I'm not joking, Superman. How about an arm-wrestling match to prove it?" Lois proposed.

Superman, feeling the sting from her punch, was visibly nervous. "I don't want to hurt you, Lois."

"Sweet, but unnecessary. I promise I won't hurt you," Lois said, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

With a slap on his back that sent him stumbling, Lois added, "Ha-ha! I thought you were Superman, but I guess next to me you’re really quite average aren’t you!"

Superman squared his shoulders, accepting the challenge more to stop her laughter than anything else. Only this didn’t have the effect he was looking for, as Lois just chuckled at him as he flared out his arms and back, and so laughed at his pose and silly attempt to intimidate her. And she took a deep breath and inhaled expanding her chest, and flaring out her own arms and back, her shoulders broadening, her arms far thicker and more massive and intimidating than his. She chuckled once more and gave his chest a playful smack with the back of her hand, a smack that once again rocked his whole supposedly unmovable foundation and made him wobble a bit. He rubbed his chest as that smack also kind of hurt, and Lois once again giggled to herself as she led him to a desk. She wasn’t cocky, she had a swagger about her, and as she strutted over to the desk that super swagger of hers was as evident from behind as it was from the front. In a trance like cold sweat he just watched those glutes sway side to side, her thick thighs swelling with untold power. A power that wasn’t only slightly hinted at as she placed her arm down with such force that the desk groaned and cracked slightly.

Superman locked arms with her, and he didn’t have to wonder if she really was as strong as she thought, as right away he was left wincing at her crushing grip. "Three... two... one... go!" Lois counted down.

Superman decided to throw caution to the wind and was fed up with all the subtle teasing and humiliation that Lois had been heaping upon him. He decided he was done being pushed around by her and he was going to give Lois the full strength and power of his super powered might. And so, he pushed with all his might, his face a contorted portrait of effort and sweat, but Lois's arm remained immovable. Her muscles swelled, a mountain of strength and power and indominable mighty female muscles!

"Okay, I've waited long enough," Lois said, and with a swift, decisive movement, she slammed his arm through the desk, sending Superman crashing to the ground in a heap.

Looking up from the wreckage, Superman gasped, "How?"

Lois leaned down, her muscles gleaming with triumph. "I'll tell you... if you can survive a night of snu snu with me."

Superman gulped, a mix of fear and fascination in his eyes. Lois Lane, the unassuming reporter, had just toppled the Man of Steel, and the night was just beginning.

What more would come this night... Well, for starters he better make sure Lois did, otherwise she just might crush him with those sultry sleek muscular thighs of hers.

And there was just something about that super swagger of hers, it was the way those muscles bulged and swelled with her titanic strength, and by the naughty glint in her eyes, something told Superman that she not only could but would crush him should he fail to do so... And perhaps crush him even if he did do so! That’s the fun of snu snu after all and Superman was going to get Super Snu Snu, which is the very best kind.

He just better hope he is super enough to handle Super Snu Snu with a super muscled and super powered Lois Lane and her super swagger!