It's a Shame Superman, You're Not Built To Last (Short Story)

Deep in the depths of the Fortress of Solitude, Lois Lane stumbled upon a strange device, its origin unknown. Curiosity piqued, she asked Superman what it was. Superman sighed, revealing that the device was an unique molecular transference device, built by a mad scientist who had once tried to use it to steal his powers.

This intrigued Lois and she pressed a button on it’s side and to her shock and surprise the device started humming and vibrating as it powered on.

"They may be mad scientists, but they sure do build things to last." Lois said to Superman. "I can't believe it still works! I thought for sure it would be useless."

Superman tried to laugh off his nervousness as he told her to be careful with that device. Never thinking for an instant that Lois would do what she was about to do. But,she had a little mischievous thought, a not so noble inclination, and she wondered... Just what it would feel like to be like Superman.

Lois, ever the adventurer, decided to take the device for a spin and see if it worked, as Superman promised. Pointing the device at Superman, she activated it and watched in awe as his powers began to transfer into her. Superman's body began to shrink and weaken, his once powerful muscles becoming flabby and weak. His super suit, which had once been fit for a god, now hung baggily and loosely from his body.

At the same time, Lois began to grow taller and more muscular. Her clothes, which had once fit her perfectly, now began to strain against her powerful new body. She felt her muscles bulging and expanding, her skin stretching to accommodate the changes. She could feel her muscles growing bigger and bigger by the second. Her clothes started to rip and tear as her muscles burst through the fabric.

With each passing moment, Lois felt more and more powerful, her body crackling with energy. She could feel the strength coursing through her veins, and it was an exhilarating feeling. She flexed her biceps and they bulged out even more, the veins on her arms popping out as her muscles grew. She could feel her thighs growing larger and her legs becoming more powerful. Her chest swelled and her breasts grew larger and more defined as her muscular pectorals grew and swelled up further expanding her already mammoth chest.

Superman pleaded with Lois to stop and restore his powers, but she refused, reveling in her newfound strength. She just laughed as she broke the device between her hands, crushing it with ease beneath her iron grip. Superman rushed in to try to stop her, but she held him back with just one finger on his forehead. She pushed him back, laughing at him. He raged at her, trying to punch her, but he hurt his hands on her steely muscular physique.

She then lifted him up in the air by grabbing his cape and told him, "You're no longer the man of steel. Even if you were, I can now crush steel."

With a wicked laugh, she gave him a bearhug, squeezing and squeezing and laughing as he screamed and screamed, his face flushing from the strain of being crushed by her burly and brawny arms. She released him, telling him she was barely even squeezing, then she put him in a headlock and laughed, telling him she was going to love having his powers.

“It’s a real shame Superman that you weren’t built to last like that device. Maybe then you’d still have your powers.” Lois said to Superman.

“B-but, you broke that device.” Superman said to Lois between her debilitating squeezes.

Lois simple laughed and then said, “That I did… That I did, maybe I’ll break you too?!”

While Lois laughed at her joke, all Superman could do was groan. Lois simply could not resist teasing him. She enjoyed belittling him and seeing him reduced to a mere mortal. The power she felt while holding him in her grasp was exhilarating, a feeling she couldn’t help but feel aroused by. She’d never been this turned on before, and while she did love Superman, she knew she was going to love having his powers even more. She licked her lips and let out a loud moan as she gave Superman another crushing head wrenching squeeze.

His terror was palpable, his fear of being powerless in the hands of his beloved overwhelming. He begged and pleaded with her, but she merely laughed and squeezed harder. She squeezed and squeezed, and the world went black for him. He just heard her laughter, knowing that he would awake into a world where he was no longer Superman and had no more powers. That was the last thought that filled his mind when the whole world went black.