Jump Chain 14 - Smallvillie
Part 5
Lux. Metropolis.
"And that's everything," I told Galatea as I finished my work while sitting at my new desk "Karen Starr now legally exists in this world, you can go get a job, buy a house, rent a car, or go to university if you want".
As planned I'd recreated Lex Luthor's office within my casino in the floor below the penthouse, with a few minor differences such as the more impressive windows, that allowed to people to see out but not in, as well as a perch for Sol for whenever he felt like hanging out here. Mostly he stuck around the magic users at Pendragon Castle and didn't do much at all really as he was more of a mascot than anything else.
Not that this made him a waste of space in any way as he supplied my group with phoenix feathers, which could be used as wand cores, and phoenix ashes had a use in a few potions. Phoenix tears had healing powers, but since I did as well we didn't need the tears. And when my companions really needed it he would sing for them so really he was useful to keep around.
"Thanks for doing this," said Galatea, or Karen to use her new name "It'll be nice to be able to go out and do what normal people do".
Personally I didn't care for normal, but I knew that it was nice to have options.
"You ready to collar me?" Karen asked.
During my travels, I'd picked up a kind of magical item called a Collar of Submission, and while they were used in the slave trade in some of the less savoury parts of the Halloween Universe, they weren't a tool of mind control. Such things had a habit of breaking down at the worst possible time. So instead these collars enhanced natural submissive feelings, along with other forms of making people submit they were a tool of slavery, for my group they added a bit of kink. My girls didn't need them, they were eager to please, but some of them would wear that at times so as to look sexier for me.
As for the collar it symbolised to Karen that she would accept me as her boss and a mentor as well as I had much to teach her about the many universes and what they had to offer. She didn't want a father figure, the last one had betrayed her, but she did want a teacher of sorts and I could fill that role for her.
"I was talking to some of your girls" the clone mentioned as her white-collar fitted around her neck "and they told me how they please you. So I can show how much better I am than other women".
Karen started to sway her hips to some music my stereo system began playing as I watched her motions. Her breasts somehow managed to stay shoved in her costume and did not fall out despite what physics might have to say on the matter. While I didn't know if she'd ever been taught to dance, fighting and dancing were very similar in some ways, they both involved knowing how to move your body and Karen didn't need to do much in order to appear sexy. In fact, she was sexy all the time.
She turned herself around, bent over and stuck her ass up close to my face, it made such a tempting target that I couldn't help spanking her perfect butt, and Karen looked over her shoulder at me as I did, giving me a sultry smile. In my current form, my super strength and toughness were magical in nature so I was able to make some red marks appear. I could see them as her outfit did little to cover her backside if anything she'd started exposing more skin since separating from CADMUS.
I spanked her ass a couple more times and Karen wiggled her rear as if encouraging me. Then she turned around and straddled my waist, grinding into my crotch. Her attempts to further arouse me were erotic, to say the least.
"Do you want me to suck your cock now, Master?" she asked.
Rather than reply I reached behind Karen and squeezed her rear.
"So you decided to start calling me Master," I said.
She gave me a smile that could light up a room.
"I'll go with boss or sir in public," she told me "Master feels right when we are alone".
Karen pulled herself away from me and I understood that she'd decided that she was going to embrace her new life to the fullest. She undressed while I watched, moving behind the desk as she did so that I could look, but not touch without one of us moving.
Once her large, round, fleshy globes had been revealed I found it hard to think of anything at all.
"I bet you'd like to stick your cock between them, wouldn't you?" Karen asked. "Because any man who is breathing would like to fuck these sweater puppies, and they are all yours".
"They are amazing," I said.
The rest of her wasn't bad either, her butt was also perfection, as were her toned legs. She had no body hair at all as far as I could see or any slight imperfections like a mole. She was too good looking to be a human woman.
"Gone none verbal have we?" she was now saying "I'll have to see how long I can make that last".
Karen got to her knees, crawled over to me, and pulled down my trousers, soon taking them off. Then she yanked down my boxer shorts to reveal my cock. Karen smiled and began to jerk off her new master off. Before long she had my cock between her lips and she made sure to make eye contact with me before she drove her throat down onto my hard cock. She didn't choke or gag.
I groaned the second Karen pushed her mouth all the way down, then I made more noises as she bobbed up and down, taking my cock into the back of her throat with ease. Karen bobbed her mouth further down my manhood, treating her mouth like it was her pussy. She didn't need to breathe at all, or could at least go without oxygen for a while it seemed as there was way air could be getting into her lungs.
She began to move faster, she acted as if her mouth and her throat were nothing more than a fleshlight, a sex toy for my pleasure, there was no way she could be enjoying this even if it couldn't harm her, yet she kept going, doing her best to get me to cum inside her.
"You better not waste a drop" I warned her.
I didn't thin Karen intended to. I understood that she intended to please her new lover, not by anything she said, it was her actions that showed me this.
"Here it comes," I let her know.
Once I filled her mouth as best I could Karen looked up at me so as to show me the large glop of cum on her tongue for a few moments before swallowing it.
"You better have enjoyed that," she said with a cheeky smile on her face.
Oh, I sure had, and I couldn't wait to see what she planned to do to further impress me.
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Metropolis. Alternate Universe.
Metallo, originally known as John Corben, was a fictional supervillain who appeared in comic books published by DC Comics, commonly as an adversary of Superman. In fiction Metallo was depicted as a cyborg with a kryptonite power source in his heart, which he uses as a weapon against Superman. Something a real-life version of him was doing right now in a world that looked like fiction, but what was in fact just a rather strange bit of reality.
The three of the five girls who saw themselves as the Daughters of Gothic, Dawn, Faith and Amy "Violet and Jane were off elsewhere) stood on the roof of a nearby building and watched the fight going on below as part of their scouting mission to this dimension. All three of the girls wore matching black jumpsuits with a different colour trim that flattered their forms and they wore belts that carried far more than should be allowed. They were armed, but they kept their weapons hidden.
Neither the cyborg or the alien hero seemed to be winning. Superman couldn't get in close because of Metallo's kryptonite power source and he was having trouble with lost distance attacks because Metallo would fire off a blast of kryptonite energy every time the Man of Steel stopped long enough to pick up something to try to throw at the metal man.
"Why doesn't he just fly up out of Metallo's range and drop something on him?" Amy wondered.
"Or go to the nearest smeltery for some molten lead and just pour on the ugly Terminator down there?" questioned Faith.
Dawn, who'd read a fair few comic books in her time, knew exactly why.
"He doesn't want to risk killing Metallo, and he's worried about people getting killed in the crossfire," said the Key in human form "so he'll take a beating until he gets a chance to disable the bad guy even if it might kill him".
Which was dumb.
"Do you think Daddy would want him to study?" Amy asked her sisters, "He must be an advanced bit of tech to be able to fight Superman like this even with that green stuff in his chest".
While once she'd have felt odd for calling the Jumper that, over time it had become very natural.
"What are you thinking?" asked Dawn.
Between them, the three superpowered girls quickly came up with a plan. It started with Amy teleporting herself with magic so that she was directly between Superman and Metallo. This would allow her to use a magical shield to stop the bad guy from blasting Superman, who'd just taken another hit.
Then Faith appeared, landing on Metallo, thanks to a portal created by Dawn, who was still upon the roof. With her powers creating portals was child's play, she didn't need sliding tech or sling rings. Faith was no match for Metallo one on one, even with her enhancements, magical items and Slayer powers, but she didn't need to be as all she had to do was place a special item on the cyborg and then jump off him.
A moment later Dawn pressed a button on her omni-tool which triggered the device that Faith had just planted on the bad guy. The device disabled the machine man and when it had done its work the Slayer ripped out his power source, showing that while she wasn't on the same level as someone like Metallo she was hardly lacking in strength. Without that chunk of space rock, he'd be stuck with only his backup and no threat to anybody.
Superman looked over at the Metallo and then at the two young-looking women who seemed to have come to his aid. He as about to thank them when a portal of some kind appeared and the evildoer he'd been fighting went into it.
"You can't take him" the Superman of this world protested "He needs to go back to...".
He didn't get to finish that sentence as the woman nearest to him waved her had, channelling some sort of energy as she did, and commanded him to sleep. Normally this wouldn't work on Kal-El as while he was weak to the forces of magic he would have fought back against the command with his own mental strength, but he'd been worn down during his fight with Metallo and the spell's power was great.
It wasn't until many hours later when he was Clark Kent and at home that he found out what became of Metallo. The late-night news reported Metallo, or John Corben as he would be known from now on, had been handed over to the city's police, but gone was the cyborg, only the man remained.
Lois Lane got the scoop for this story, and even for Clark Kent, it was a strange one. John Corben, if he could be trusted, reported that he'd been cloned, his brain had been organic so there had been DNA to be used, and then somehow his mind had been transferred to this new healthy body. The man would have had a whole new lease on life if not for the fact that the court ruled that he was still John Corben and therefore he had to serve out Metallo's many life sentences.
Clark didn't know what to make of all this, but no one had died, Corben was in jail, and a threat to his life had been removed, so it seemed to be a good thing, and until those three women turned up again, assuming they ever would, then there was nothing he could do anyway so he might as put aside and focus on other matters.
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The Thunderchild. Sol System.
"So what do you think, Master?" I heard Ashoka say as she and Galatea entered the bridge.
While Ahsoka wore a top that had what could be called a boob window, an open back, cutouts in her leggings, and the skirt of her dress was really short, she still seemed reasonably well dressed compared what Karen normally wore which was a leg-baring, figure-hugging, long-sleeved white leotard with an opening in the chest.
Now Galatea, or Power Girl to use the superhero name I'd suggested because she basically was the DCAU version of Power Girl, had changed into something that covered up a lot more while remaining somewhat sexy. While her huge boobs were impossible to hide her new leotard didn't have a boob window and she wore leggings as well as a red cape. Aside from that, she had on blue boots and blue gloves that covered up to halfway to her elbows.
"I'm not a fan of capes as a rule, but you can pull this off," I told Karen.
She gave me one her of super smiles.
"I decided to go for something that makes me feel strong and sexy, without showing off too much" she informed me "It's been explained to me how territorial you can be, Master".
This was true. I did have a habit of acting overly possessive of the women in my life. Not that they seemed to mind. I think they enjoyed knowing that despite me having a harem that I treasured each of them more than anything I had in my Cosmic Warehouse.
"Didn't you say you'd only be calling me Master in private?" I said.
She smiled again.
"I meant like around people we don't know" she replied.
That was fine with me.
"I made sure it was made by the best lightweight materials we have and I put together a cute little utility belt" Ahsoka let me know "It's full of fun toys for girls and boys".
As well as a personal shield I noted.
"Captain the meteorite shower will soon enter weapons range" a fembot reported.
Smallville was devastated by two separate meteor showers in the years 1989 and 2005, each one made up of meteor fragments from the exploded planet Krypton along with three Kryptonian spaceships: Kal-El's ship, Kara's ship and Brainiac's ship. Well, four now since mine needed to included in the count.
Both showers killed many Smallville residents and scarred the surrounding areas. Many of the meteors contained kryptonite, including green, red, blue, black and gold kryptonite, which would result in the meteor freaks. Perhaps there were even other rare kinds of kryptonite buried somewhere in Smallville.
The second meteor shower hid the arrival of Brainiac's spaceship, which held Brainiac and two of the Disciples of Zod. As explained by Jor-El, Clark Kent's failure to reunite the Stones of Power set into motion the arrival of the Black Ship containing the Disciples of Zod and Brainiac. By the time Clark realized what had happened, it was too late to prevent the meteor shower, not that he could have done much without Jor-El's help.
This entity, which was based on Jor-El's mind originally resided in Clark's ship and then in Kawatche caves before finally getting transferred into the console of the Fortress after Clark conjoined the three Stones of Power together. The information held inside the Fortress was originally stored in the Stones of Power, which combined to become the Crystal of Knowledge that was used to create the Fortress. Had it been around when the second meteor show hit the fortress might have been able to do something.
That was the show, in this version of events there would be no meteor shower as the Seven's science ship my Aurora-class and Tali's converted Trade Federation freighter were going to pulverise all of it and prevent a lot of future problems.
I had no intention of solving all of Clark's problems, there would still be plenty of meteor freaks for him to handle, but with his cousin around he'd have an easier time dealing with that and hopefully having Kara in his life would lead to less moody teenage angst.
"So you guys do go around saving people," Power Girl said as she looked over the displays.
Yes, but my motives were partly selfish. I didn't want the Disciples of Zod and Brainiac set lose on the Earth we were using as a base because they would be a threat to me.
Brainiac was a Kryptonian supercomputer whose default form was made up of microscopic matter called nanites and when they assemble, his form appears as a liquid to humans. Brainiac was given a human-like form by Jor-El on Krypton. His program structure was uploaded inside the Black Ship, which was eventually turned into Brainiac's hard drive
This was why I was willing to destroy the Black Ship that contained the Disciples of Zod and Brainiac rather than attempting to recover the tech for my groups uses. I couldn't risk Brainiac messing about with my tech if I recovered the ship that was basically his mind. Having my own Kryptonian ship already made the risk worth it even less. As for the Disciples of Zod, I simply didn't fancy having two criminal super-beings getting set loose on Earth in the future.
"The meteors are in range, and the Black Ships appears to be dormant," a fembot told me.
Made sense, as if it could have reached Earth sooner it would have done so, it must be floating along to conserve power or something like that. Not that it would matter soon.
"Open fire" I ordered.
All free ships were soon firing on the incoming rocks, atomising them all within seconds as the ship's targetting systems worked wonders and our weapons were more than match for even the most advanced alien technology.
"Well that was easy" Ahsoka commented, "Are we going somewhere else now?".
Not just yet.
"I'm too genre-savvy to leave just yet," I told the former Jedi Padawan "I don't want Brainiac reforming once we're gone. We'll wait around for a while, and then if nothing happens we'll leave a probe to watch the area. I'm not taking any chances".
If the AI did start to reform the mass that made up its body could be pushed into another dimension, one we'd found that had no signs of life in it the Sol System due to the red dwarf the sun had become.
"For now I'll retire to my quarters," I told the bridge "Tell the Talis and Seven that they are free to leave whenever they wish".
While Ahsoka went to do that Power Girl followed me to my room. I didn't need my empathic powers to know what she desired to do.
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The Thunderchild. Sol System.
Since the bridge would inform me of anything worthy of note I took the chance to relax and let Karen further prove that she was a worthy addition to the group. I sat in a nice comfy chair as I watched the alien babe undress, I was already nude, and I enjoyed the show.
"Are you ready?" Power Girl asked as she finished undressing.
She stepped closer towards me and picked a bottle of oil off of the table. Then she squeezed the bottle out and oiled up her large breasts. Power Girl's nipples stood proud and I could not keep my eyes off of her oily, large, gravity-defying and yet somehow natural breasts, well as natural as anything cloned could be.
Karen dropped down to her knees once she'd oiled up and now looked about ready to take my cock between her massive breasts.
"Make me cum" I ordered.
She took my command seriously
"Yes, Master," Karen said.
She slid my cock between her tits and smiled up at me as she began to pleasure me.
"My big slutty tits were made for a giant cock like yours," she told me.
She then blushed a little.
"My education included certain special training" she admitted "Men enjoy flattery and dirty talk at times like this. Seducing them is a good way to get information from a guy".
Well, I sure did enjoy it and right now I wouldn't care if she confessed to the murder of a busload of nuns as I had my cock nestled firmly between Power Girl's oily breasts.
"It feels nice between my tits" the alien babe was now saying "I know you'd like to cum all over them, you will won't you?"
Her breasts were crushed around my cock so as to make her warm, womanly flesh a very pleasant vice. She even licked the tip of my cock when it popped out from between her breasts. She kept working on pleasing me with her breasts as it was the only thing in the whole world that mattered.
After a while, she began to increase her pace, moving her whole body, and all her attention was on making me reach orgasm. When she achieved her goal, which didn't take very long, my cum hit her in the face and painted her tits with more of the sticky stuff than I normally let loose. It was one hell of a sexy sight.
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The Thunderchild. Smallville Universe.
John Corben originally had been a top-tier mercenary. At one time, he'd led a team of mercenaries to steal the Lexo-Skel Suit 5000 from LexCorp, a theft staged by Lex Luthor for the benefit of the Regent of Kaznia, who wanted the tech so it could be used in his wartorn country.
When Lois Lane tracked the thieves to their ship in Metropolis Harbor, Corben caught her and prepared to kill her, but Superman intervened. To give himself a fighting chance, Corben mounted the Lexo-Skel himself and engaged Superman in a fight that raged across Metropolis, ending when Superman tore the suit apart.
Although Luthor represented to the Regent's lawyer that he had fulfilled his part of the bargain by letting "the Regent's men" take possession of the suit, Luthor subsequently acted as though Corben had been working for him the whole time.
Corben was sent to Stryker's Island Prison, where he refused to give details on his employers. For this reason, his cell featured ample creature comforts and gourmet meals, supplied by an apparently-grateful Lex Luthor. A few months after his imprisonment, he was shocked to be told that he was suffering from a rare and terminal viral disease found only in a small island in the South Seas.
While looking at his prison record, Clark Kent was perplexed at how John Corben could have contracted this disease, not being native to the tiny island where the only cases are known. Lois Lane chalked it up to the fact that Corben was an international mercenary with outstanding warrants in several nations, thus it made sense that with so much globe-trotting that Corben would be more at risk for exposure to rare diseases. However, he was infected on purpose by Lex Luthor.
Luthor helped Corben escape, and in exchange for his discretion, offered him a way to avoid death; LexCorp scientists would transfer his mind into a nearly indestructible android body made from a material called metallo, which was a complex alloy of great durability if my scans were anything to go by.
Feeling that he had nothing to lose, Corben agreed. Upon the completion, Corben's android body was covered with a layer of artificial skin, which, aside from a rectangular seam which could expose his Kryptonite heart, allowed him to pass himself off as his original body.
As Metallo, he possessed incredible superhuman strength and durability, nearly as much as Superman. Moreover, because of his Kryptonite battery, he was virtually immortal. His Kryptonite battery allowed him to project focused Kryptonite radiation and energy blasts from his chest.
Since the two Talis always enjoyed having some new tech to play with I'd brought her over my Aurora-class warship so that we could study and take apart the empty shell of Metallo. The brain, the only organic part which had been left, had already been removed and transplanted into a cloned body, one that didn't have its own mind and was free of disease. Then he'd been returned to his home dimension.
This hadn't been done out of kindness I'd have killed Metallo without concern, it was just that if the villain vanished the Justice League of that world, which were a variation of the group seen in the DCAU cartoons, might coming looking for Metallo and get mixed up in my business. Now, while they would wonder how Metallo got his squishy parts back they had enough problems at home to deal with, and since he was human again they'd forget about him in time.
"So can we use this tech to improve our own?" I asked of Tali.
While I had two versions of Tali'Zorah, one from the Halloween Universe and one from the Mass Effect verse, I only had the older of the two of them working with as the younger had other things to do.
"It's surprisingly advanced considering where it came from," she told me "and the power requirements would be too high normally for this technology to work, this Kryptonite stuff would be the only thing on such a primitive planet that could power something like this, and this cyborg would need a lot of it".
We had stuff like naquadah to get around the limits of energy production. We could create power cells small enough to power bots. Still, that was academic as I didn't needs bots this powerful or complex.
"I don't want an army of Metallos," I said to her "the reason we use bots is that they are easy to maintain, repair, build and they don't have free will.
When I did need someone who could think to go handle something for me I sent a companion.
"This isn't a model meant for mass production," Tali let me know "I can tinker with it and see there are design elements we can use, but I think we've done all we can with the mechs we use now".
I figured she was right as while the bots we used were improvements over the originals that we'd been able to upgrade with tech from different Jumps over many years, there was a limit to what we could do to make them better while keeping them easy enough to produce in great numbers.
"So what do you recommend?" I asked, knowing that Tali was expert here "Scrap it for spare parts once you're done tinkering, or I should we put him in the museum?".
The museum was a warehouse addon I'd acquired during the Xmas Jump, but not from the Xmas Jump directly, it was something I'd gotten during the Vacation the group had taken during the last Jump. The museum contained things that were not dangerous or valuable enough to go into the armoury or the vault.
My girls and anyone else I let into the warehouse could tour the museum, and a holographic guide would show them around as they checked out the exhibits, such as the mask of Legate Lanius, who was one of the main military commanders of the Caesar's Legion and Caesar's most trusted war leader. Commonly referred to as the Monster of the East or Terror of the East, I'd killed him and taken his mask as a trophy at the end of Fallout Jump. As well as many other objects of interest, some of which I'd long forgotten about until I'd started looking for stuff stored away to put in the museum.
"I think the armoury would be better" Tali suggested, "He'd make a good weapon to use against any evil Superman we might come across".
Since I'd made a lightsaber with a Kryptonite crystal she wasn't the only one to worry about evil Superman. It wasn't the only concern of course, but Superman was on a whole other level when compared to even the other powerhouses of the DC universes.
"I can make some improvements and install a VI, which Cortana can override" Tali was now saying "We know that Kryptonite radiation can be fired as a weapon if focused correctly, and we can make kryptonite bullets".
Soon I should put some time aside and make a supply of kryptonite bullets. This would mean acquiring more of the space rock. As such, I'd have to return to Smallville and go with a scanner looking for the stuff. For the bullets, green or blue space rock should both work fine.
"What sort of improvements are thinking about?" I enquired.
She already had some ideas.
"A personal shield would be counterproductive since we don't want anything blocking the radiation," Tali said, "But kinetic barriers will be fine, and maybe we can work in some magical protections as well since they'll be more effective against Superman and other members of his race than anything I can do".
She had more to say.
"I should be able to focus the radiation into some sort of energy weapon" Tali mused "Seven and Samantha can work on the theory of that. I'll install a cannon that fires Kryptonite bullets to start with".
That sounded good to me.
"Are you going to stay and help me?" the technology-loving babe wondered.
I smiled at her.
"You might distract me," I said.
She smiled at me and gave me a look that was easily understood even on an alien's face.
"We can take breaks," she said.
It had been a while since we'd worked on a project together it would be fun.