Ladies and gentlemen, I have returned to begin an all new erotic adventure, but first off, let's get the pleasantries out of the way. If you are underage, live where it is unlawful to read this type of story, or find the notion of a female May/December romance offensive and objectionable, then please do us a favor and leave. Also, the following characters are property of DC Comics, WB TV, Gough-Millar Ink, and Tollin-Robbins Productions, so therefore no copyright infringement is intended whatsoever. I repeat: the following characters are property of DC Comics, WB TV, Gough-Millar Ink, and Tollin-Robbins Productions. Again, no copyright infringement is intended. The next ten chapters of this new story will be dedicated to the memory of Christopher Reeve, who was born in 1952, but died In 2004, with his spouse, Dana Reeve, succumbing the following year. Christopher Reeve will always be the greatest Superman of all time. Any further questions? If not, then let us begin, shall we?
SMALLVILLE: A NEW BEGINNING-PART 1
by Keith
Summer had come to the Kansas prairie as its effects could be felt at the Kent farm, not too far away from downtown Smallville down Main Street. Clark had long since left home to Metropolis to become a reporter for the Daily Planet and to also become the greatest hero of them all: Superman. However, this is not just about him, nor is it about Batman or Wonder Woman or Lois Lane. It is about two of the three women in Clark Kent's life he left behind to pursue his dreams of journalism glory. This is their story.
Like it was said before, summer had come to the Kansas prairie as the effects could be felt at the Kent farm. The cornfields were ripening in preparation for the impending harvest, as was the sizeable vegetable patch that was adjacent to the old shed by the main house. The cows were in their paddock grazing away just as the lady of the estate, Martha Kent went about her chores. She was 45 with reddish blonde hair and she looked strapping in a pair of torn jeans, a workshirt and a pair of boots she always wore when working out on the pasture. Earlier, she had asked the farmhand, Lana Lang to take Jonathan to the doctor in nearby Lawrence for his bi weekly medical treatments. She could tell that he was dying as did Lana, but they kept it amongst themselves so as not to tell anyone else as of yet. Still, Martha was in good spirits as she tried to keep a cheery head when she worked on the vegetable patch and it was that time when she suddenly caught glimpse of something crashlanding in a field nearby. The flash of light was exceptionally bright for a clear and sunny day the temperature in the mid 90's, but somehow, she decided to check it out for herself , so she did....and boy would she receive the surprise of her life!
She had managed to locate where the flash of light disappeared. It was in the middle of long abandoned wheat field just across the road from the property she and Jonathan shared for the last 2-3 decades. As she approached the site, the mid 40something farmer's wife could feel that somehow she was being called to it, beckoning her to come discover it as she felt herself being drawn closer and closer to where the flash of light descended. It took her not much longer until she came upon a slight little depression in the middle of the abandoned wheat field. It was burned almost to a crisp in a moderately wide spherical formation, but that was not the only thing that Martha saw.
In the middle of the burnt out depression, she could see a tiny little meteorite. She could tell that it was the size of a basketball....and it glowed a warm, otherwordly red!
Startled by it, she wanted to turn away and flee back to the farm to call the Sheriff, but somehow, she compelled herself to stay and gaze upon the interstellar object.After a few minutes, Martha decided to pick up the piece of rock. As she did, she could feel that it was not heavy at all, but light, weighing only 3 lbs.! It was cool to the touch as Martha did not feel the palms of her hands burn when she picked it up to take it back to the farm with her, and as she did, she felt it being comforted by her gentle demeanor. Fearful of anyone seeing her with the strange out of this world mineral, she wrapped the tiny meteorite in a headkerchief she wore on her head when she worked the fields and carried back across the road to the farm. No sooner had she made across the Main Street Road that she noticed a familiar vehicle approach her and pull up to her. It was a squad car from the downtown Sheriff's office. It came to a complete along side Martha as Sheriff Adams got out of it. She was an equally strapping woman of 40 with her brownish blonde hair tucked in under her regulation hat as her amazing body complimented the white shirt and khaki pants and brown Western boots she wore as her uniform. She was elected the head Sheriff of Smallville much to the approval of both the Kents and Langs which lived down the otherside of the cornfields from them, and she wanted to stop by to see how she was doing.
"Afternoon, Kent."
"Hello, Sheriff. What brings you out to the family farm?"
"I've got some reports of a small band of Hell's Angels type bikers harassing tour buses along this road to the Interstate. Had any problems with'em as of yet, ma'am?"
"Why, no, I don't think so....yet. Do you think they might come our way to make trouble for us, Sheriff?"
"They might so I came out here to check up on how you and the Langs are doing. How's Jonathan?"
Martha cleared her throat before she looked the sheriff in the eye and told her the grim news.
"He doesn't have much longer to live. I had asked Lana to take him down to Lawrence for his bi-weekly treatments, but I told her that he doesn't have much longer to be on this Earth, sheriff. I'm sorry to relate this bad news to you on such a fine and beautiful summer day like this."
"No need to be sorry, Mrs. Kent. Just wanted to check on you to see how you were both doing, but if you need anything at all, no matter what it is, you can call me any time. Just ask for Sheriff Adams and I will come out to the farm. Have you told Clark or any next of kin?"
"Not just yet. I've been so busy that I've not been able to work up the nerve to call him in Metropolis."
"Well, if you do get a chance. Please do call him to let him know what's up. Anyway, I'm off again, but if you need anything, anything at all. Call me and I will be here for you. I promise."
"Thanks, Sheriff", responded Martha as she saw the Sheriff get back into her squad vehicle, buckle up, and take off down Main Street Road. As she saw the sheriff drive down the road, she knew she had to hide the meteorite before Lana and Jonathan returned from the doctor's in Lawrence. She had gotten into the barn with time to spare as she laid the bright crimson meteor down on a work table near the hayloft as gently as she could. She looked upon the tiny little rock from space, inquiring to know about where it actually came from and why did it somehow choose her to take it home with her to the farm. Those important questions would have to be answered later as she had to leave the meteor on the work table in the barn and return to her chores out on the patch.
It was an hour or two later when the pick-up truck returned to the front of the house. Lana, a woman of 22 years of age with long brown hair tied back in a ponytail, got out of the driver's side to hurry over to the passenger's side to let Jonathan out. It was true that he was ailing, but no one ever knew that he was worsening day by day as the women helped the man of the farm into the house. Once inside, lunch was ready as they sat at the table in the kitchen with soup and sandwiches ready to eat. The young and dashingly handsome farmhand was delighted to be still working with the Kents while Clark was away as she watched the couple attempt to have a private conversation amongst themselves. However, they both looked back at her for they knew that this was between them and them alone.
"Lana, when you finish eating, why don't you go out to the patch and get started gathering the vegetables. I'll be with you momentarily because the husband and I need to have a private talk."
"Oh...okay", said Lana, sensing she was caught eavesdropping, as she calmly finished her lunch and excused herself. Once she heard Lana exit the house through the front porch, Martha began confiding in her soon to be late husband.
"Did you tell Clark that I was dying, Martha?"
Surprised by the way he asked her, Martha merely said, "I-I haven't really had the time....yet with the chores and everything and...."
"Martha, I think you should call him when you get the chance later after supper. I mean it. Promise me you'll call him when you get the chance", told Jonathan to Martha as the wife of the land was cornered. She knew she had to call Clark because Jonathan told her to....and there was no way out of it for her.
Outside, Lana was already gathering the vegetables when Martha joined her. They both set to work as they quickly gathered as many vegetables from their patch to take to market with them in downtown Smallville, but somehow, something was bothering Lana and she had to get it off of her chest to Martha as best she could and as soon as possible.
While she was finishing picking the tomatoes, she looked to the older woman and apologetically said to her, "if I eavesdropped on your private conversation with your husband, then I'm sorry. It's about Clark being notified of his worsening condition, isn't it, Martha?"
The women stopped gathering what few remaining vegetables were left to gather as they looked to each other. Lana's soft blue eyes stared at the older farmer's wife innocently and fearfully on how she would react to her asking that question. Noticing this, Martha felt saddened by the expression on her young farmhand's face as she sighed melancholily before answering her question.
"I haven't told Clark....yet, Lana, but I'm going to....sometime tonight but later when I'm up to it. I promised Jonathan I would because he made me promise him I would do so."
"Look, again....I'm sorry if I eavesdropped and if I was out of line asking you what should be kept between you and Jonathan, then...."
"No need to apologize, Lana."
The younger woman of 22 was touched by the response her older 45-year old employer said to her as the older woman reached over to Lana, placed one had upon her cheek and brought it close to her lips. They kissed each other lovingly, yet chastely for fear that Jonathan might somehow walk outside onto the porch and catch them. The kiss between both young and older woman was at once beatiful and quick. Lana knew she wanted Martha to take her into her arms right now and make sweet,mad love to her on the spot along the vegetables, but both knew they did not want to risk it.
Lana had been working on the Kent farm since her high school days when Clark was in his senior year. She had agreed to work with the Kents on the condition that she keep out of trouble and away from a certain Chloe Sullivan who had attended high school with her, but was a year older than her back then. Martha and Lana looked at each other into each other's eyes as they placed each other's hands upon each other's cheeks to take in the sweetness of their time together. They were silent, but both knew what they wanted, but now was definitely the wrong time.
"Shall we finish gathering the vegetables before we take them into the house to get them washed and ready for market?", asked Martha to Lana as they snapped themselves out of each other's trances. Lana knew what she meant and immediately set back to work with the older woman following suit.
There was more work to do before sundown and the downtown market later this week.
Meanwhile....
At the Museum of Science and Natural History in the center of Metropolis University, Clark Kent and Lois Lane were with a group of invited press corps representatives. They were both led down the hall by the curator of the school museum to the astronomical wing where the main attraction was about to be unveiled. Once inside, the curator had seen millionaire Bruce Wayne from Gotham City standing next to a convered centerpiece as the press corps. approached and remained quiet as the school president gave his speech.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the press, I am so fortunate to welcome Bruce Wayne from Wayne Industries in Gotham City to our fine institution of higher learning. He has agreed to donate a sizeable sum to the university so that it can continue to fund its myriad scientific and educational activities for the next five years. Thank you very much, Mr. Wayne for your generous donation."
The president of Metropolis University shook Bruce's hand as a respectful applause and photoes were taken. Once the pleasantries were completed, the president ordered the cover to be removed and once it was done, all present were amazed by what they saw before their very eyes.
A huge meteor, the size of a small compact car was unveiled for the press by the school's astronomy department. It was larger than one Martha had discovered back at home....and it was colored a bright royal sapphire blue! As the members of the press gazed at it, taking pictures and notes for their newspaper and magazine firms, Lois suddenly felt herself being beckoned by it to come and approach it. It almost felt as if the blue meteor was asking her to come place her hands upon its surface so that it would transfer some mystical out of this world power into her young and nubile body. Lois tried to snap herself out of it, but only after great effort because she had a story to get through to the Daily Planet as did Clark....it was a good thing too!
As Lois was attempting snap herself out of the blue meteor's trance, Clark sensed something was wrong. He needed to leave the unveiling right away so he discreetly told her, "I have to go, Lois. Something's come up that needs my attention right away."
He handed her his reporter's notebook and speedily excused himself as he rushed out of the astronomical wing of the school's museum and down the hall, but not before Bruce Wayne had a chance to notice him leaving....with great interest....
Could he be the same boy who had met him in his childhood dreams? Could he also be the brother in arms he needed when the time came for them both to come together? Bruce could only ponder and hope for he also knew that there would be one more person in his dream to complete and compliment them both and that next and final person would be a younger woman a year below both of them combined age of 25 years!
A police chase in progress as squad cars were in hot pursuit of a heavily armored Sedan like car as the procession careened down the main boulevard, causing all sorts of mayhem in its wake.
In one of the cop cars, Detective Maggie Sawyer was at the wheel with her right hand as she aimed her trusty .45 Magnum out the driver's side with her left hand and prepared to fire at the bullet proof getaway car. The young detective managed to get one clean shot with her trusty pistol as a bullet crashed into one of the tires of the getaway car. Feeling one of the back tires about to flatten out, the bullet proof Sedan made a detour into a back alley in the abandoned meat packing district of Metropolis. Once the getaway car skidded to stop, the occupants disembarked and they were a motley crew of miscreants at that.
It seems that a foursome of local gangbangers had sprung two of Gotham City's several most wanted criminals from the transport that was taking them to the state prison. The break out had worked....all too well as the two Gothamite gangsters, a tall and brutish man and a smaller, midget like companion of his, made their escape just as the sirens of the approaching police cars entered the alley and surrounded the getaway car just as the four gangbangers were armed with the most powerful artillery they were given by those hiring them to spring their two compatriots in crime from the impending clink!
"Eat this, muthafuckah!", yelled T-Dogg, the leader of the gangbangers as he opened fire with the biggest gun he had. The rapid fire bullets hit the helpless squad cars forcing the uniformed officers driving in them to disembark before they exploded upon impact in an inferno that only Dante could dream of. Detective Sawyer was pinned down by the gangbangers and their firepower with her pistol cocked and ready to aim and fire back at them. She was determined to bring them to justice regardless of the cost and she was not going to let any of the rules of being a proper cop get in the way of that!
'Keep laughin' it up, jerkoff, because you and your friends are goin' back into the Sodomite Motel', Sawyer muttered to herself as she counted to three before raising herself from behind her squad car to open fire at the thugs.....but suddenly....
A flash of red and blue thwarted her turn in a speed of light as she was surprised and annoyed to see that the Man of Steel had heeded the call!
The Kryptonian stood before the foursome of hired thugs as they began to taunt him while preparing to open fire upon him with the full fury of their artillery.
"Come get some, suckah!", taunted T-Dogg's number one man, D-Rokk as he aimed his own super powered machine gun cannon and began emptying bullet after bullet to no effect! The Kryptonian was impervious to conventional firepower as he just silently stood his ground and took every minute of D-Rokk's gun. Seeing this, the three others joined in as they fired their super guns at the Man of Steel but to no avail! They tried to kill him, but failed to do so which made them even more furious!
"So y'think yer a tough guy, 'aintcha...Super Faggot!", yelled G-Boz as she dropped her weapon and drew her long knife from her belt. She strutted up to the Kryptonian to attempt to cut him up, but he merely grabbed her by the hand she held her long knife with and squeezed so hard as to make her drop it. Weakening in his grip, G-Boz was helplessly as she stared at the Man of Steel.
"Y'wouldn't assault a lady, wouldcha?", asked G-Boz weakly to the Man of Steel.
"Of course not", responded the Man of Steel as it was his nature to never, ever hit a woman regardless of how much she deserved it. He merely, but gently tossed her aside just the cops approached her to apprehend her. Now the three male partners in crime were about to face the Man of Steel as they gathered what courage was left in them and charged him, but only to be handled properly and justly by the Kryptonian. Dazed, but only slighlty hurt, the three other gangbangers surrendered to the cops just Detective Sawyer approached him furiously to let him have it.
"Yer not happy unless you're raining on my parade, aren'tcha flyboy?!"
"I was needed and as I could see I came just in time", said Superman as he motioned her to take a look at the super guns the criminals left behind. She saw what he was talking about and returned to look back at him, still red in the face.
"You can't just interfere in police business anytime you chose to", scolded Maggie to Superman as she shook her right index finger at him, but to no avail. She would have to thank him for coming to her aid, whether or not she wanted to or otherwise.
As they were both arguing, something so minute and tiny had managed to attach itself into Superman's red cape, but no one noticed this. As the scene was processed and the alley cleared, the thing that fired the tracking dart into Superman's cape reappeared to reveal itself to be floating Batprobe courtesy of Wayne Tech, Incorporated!
Meanwhile, back at the farm....
It was after sundown. Lana had long since left for home across the field and Jonathan was in bed as Martha ventured out to the barn in the dead of night. Dressed in only a brown tween woolen longcoat with her nightgown underneath, she walked to the barn silently and entered, closing the doors behind her. Once inside, she was intent on seeing what the red meteorite had wanted from her and why it came to Earth. As she approached it, the rock lit itself up like a Sith lightsaber in a Star Wars sequel as it sensed the person who had rescued come close to it. The red glow was warm, and nonthreatening as Martha stopped just a few feet from it on the work table. She was silent as she tried to get her breathing under control until at last....she calmly, yet cautiously came closer to it until within reach, she grabbed it with one hand!
Suddenly, she felt herself heat up as a flash of red light overwhelmed her, knocking her to the dirt, straw-bedecked floor. She was unconscious, but alive as she felt her very body strengthen within the red glow. Her arms and legs developed muscles, her breasts increased just enough so as not to be cumbersome, and an all encompassing sense of vitality restored her body, mind, and soul. She breathed slightly as she gasped to feel something happen to her between her legs. The metamorphosis continued for the next several minutes until at length....it ceased....
A few minutes later, she awoke to discover that her body had developed muscle and that her breasts no longer sagged but stood straight out like a pair of fresh melons. However, the last remaining discovery was about to come when she sat up on the floor, unbuttoned her coat, and lifted up her nightgown to reveal something extraordinary!
Her eyes were fixed upon her vaginal regions, but where her clitoris should be above the opening her birth canal erected male penis, freshly circumsized, and in a full ten inches in length and six inches in girth and thickness. Martha's eyes widened as she could not believe what she was seeing before and below her. She knew that she could never have children, but was surprised to learn that the meteorite had not only made strong and more youthful in appearance, but it had also made her more sexually potent with the addition of that penis! She tentatively placed a hand around the shaft of the penis she had grown and innocently stroked it. Suddenly, a new sensation overtook her as she closed her eyes and laid back on the floor. With her legs spread and her nightgown hiked up, she began to pleasure herself like she had never pleasured herself before!
While stroking her cock, she moaned Lana's name softly to herself as she panted in time to the rhythmic back and forth stroking of her newly acquired member. It only took her a few minutes before she orgasmed like thunder as her pinkish colored semen gushed and spouted upwardly and outwardly like a geyser in Yellowstone National Park! She shivered and trembled with her eyes closed as she relaxed after she had erotically relieved herself in the barn. After a few minutes, she sat back up and took two fingers into her mouth to sample her new semen. It tasted sweet to her like strawberries much to her surprise as she felt the need to go over to the Lang farm right this very minute and wake up Lana to tell her the news.
However....
This was the time to be discreet so she stood back up, pulled down her nightgown over her new penis and buttoned her coat to return to the house for the rest of the night. Martha resolved to tell and show Lana what she had been given, but would she accept it? The next day and evening would tell for sure.
Early the next morning, Martha awoke in her nightgown and departed the room she shared with Jonathan as he still lay asleep next to her. She looked upon him before leaving briefly, wondering if the rock she had taken home from the field would help him in some way. After a moment, she went downstairs, walked through the house, and went out the front door to the porch.
The sun was just rising from the east as Martha, dressed in just her white nightgown decided to go for a run. She did and when she did so, her speed increased tremendously as she coursed her way westward to the Colorado stateline and back, but not before racing past downtown Smallville eastwardly to Kansas City, Missouri and back again. She was closest to the farm when she suddenly discovered that she could raise herself up into the sky and glide in thin air all the way home until she landed in the barn on both feet!
Martha was amazed by what the red meteor had given her: a new body, strength, flight, and a penis between her legs. She was determined to tell Lana and resolved to do so, but later on tonight....
Meanwhile, in the main offices of the Daily Planet, Lois and Clark were at their desks typing up their work when Perry White's secretary rushed up to Clark at his desk.
"Yes, what is it, Miss Mapleston?"
"Clark, Perry wanted me to give you this message immediately", she said before she returned to her desk to resume her secretarial duties. Lois looked on as Clark opened it and read quickly the following: it was a formal invitation for him to come meet Bruce Wayne for dinner at the downtown Metropolis gentlemen's social club this evening at 7:00 sharp!
"Must mean that Bruce wants you to give him an interview", cooed Lois to Clark as placed the letter aside as they both resumed work on their separate articles.
Later that night, inside the house at the Lang Farm, Lana could not help but wonder how she became so strong earlier in the day when she was helping her pitch hay into the feeding trough for the cows. She could not help but how she admired Martha for leaving her shirt in the house and working topless with the sun tanning her breasts as well as her upper muscular body, arms and all! She relished meeting up with Martha in a lonely place away from prying eyes just so as to savor and sample the masculinity she had acquired as she licked her lips and shuddered in anticipation. She was about to receive her wish when a tapping on her upstairs window awoke her in bed. Wondering who could be paying her a call this late at night, Lana got herself out of bed in nothing more than a micro mini nightshirt she wore, all white and in a menswear style, to boot.She soon discovered that it was Martha at her upstairs window tapping on the glass. What could she want at this hour of night?, Lana wondered as she walked to the window and pulled down the glass to stick her head out.
"Martha, what brings you here to my window, and what are you doing up on the...."
Startled, Lana looked down to see that Martha was floating two stories up to her eye level as she stared back at her into her eyes.
"Martha, how did you...."
"Tell you about it as soon as you climb onto me. I won't let you fall."
Reluctantly, Lana hesitated before she climbed out of her upstairs bedroom window and stood upon the roof top in nothing more than mini night shirt. The moon was full and shining brightly as she cautiously and carefully threw herself into Martha's arms! She held on tight as the older woman dressed in nothing more than her brown tweed long coat held onto her as she flew up and away with the younger woman in her arms.
Feeling at the greatest of ease, Lana asked Martha while in midair above the fields, "where are we going?"
"Some place private for the two of us to be alone together...."
"But does Jonathan know about this?"
"He's asleep and besides, I tried to reach Clark earlier this evening, but he was out with someone."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes, but right now, let's you and me have some private alone time for an hour or two before I take you back to your upstairs room and I get myself back to the farm", said Martha to Lana as she flew her with the younger woman tightly in her arms to some place discreet and out of the way.
The full moon shone down on the outskirts of Smallville in what would be the beginning of an exciting new and totally erotic adventure at that....
TO BE CONTINUED
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