Beyond Super - Chapter 9a

This ending is for those who like dark superwomen... ;)

CHAPTER 9a: Dark Ending

“Do it to me,” came a soft, barely audible whisper from Alyssa’s lips.

Darkseid’s eyes shot to her lolling face. Even bruised and bleeding, the girl was impossibly gorgeous, more physically appealing than any being he’d ever run across in all his many years of conquest.

“What did you say?” Darkseid asked, honestly surprised for the first time that afternoon.

“Do to me what you did to her,” said Alyssa, her voice still faint but just a touch stronger.

Supergirl’s eyes narrowed, her lips twisting into a sneer as she drew back a fist to end the girl.

“No! Let her speak,” commanded Darkseid.

Supergirl, feeling the powerful omega energy swirling within her body, was compelled to obey its master’s command, tightened her fist in anger before dropping it back to her side.

Alyssa lifted her lolling head, opening her stunning, crystal blue eyes to meet Darkseid’s curious gaze. “Just imagine how powerful I could be with your omega energy. I could be even stronger than Supergirl. My body could be even better than it is now.”

Darkseid’s cold, calculating eyes heated with undisguised lust as they descended the voluptuous swells of the girl’s staggeringly perfect breasts. Alyssa’s eyes glimmered darkly.

“I would be so grateful,” the cheerleader continued, her voice becoming more sensual as it gained strength. “I would do anything for you.”

Fury blazed behind Supergirl’s brilliant blue eyes, but she was powerless to do anything, her body still restrained by the force of Darkseid’s unbreakable command.

“Yes, you would,” Darkseid chuckled, his eyes rising to meet hers only after finishing a languid journey down her unbelievably sexy body. “You most certainly would.”

With a flourish, Darkseid pulled a short, double-tubed device from under his cloak, placing it over his eyes like binoculars. He trained it on the young blonde, then pushed a button on its side.

The device began to vibrate as his omega beams entered it, transforming the energy into something beneficial rather than destructive. A moment later, black energy radiated outward from its lense-like end, soaking into Alyssa’s magnificent form.

Alyssa gasped, her jaw tensing, stomach clenching as she felt the energy surging into her, licking at her luscious curves as it filled them with unthinkable power from within. The voluptuous blonde felt her muscles tighten, their already defined ridges and swells hardening with levels of strength that the universe had never before seen.

The girl’s body rippled into ever improving shapeliness, her already perfect form adding succulent inches everywhere to become the living embodiment of erotic power. She was far beyond any goddess now, far beyond anyone. To look upon her earth-shakingly sexy form was to be consumed with absolute desire. As waves of pleasure crashed through her, she grew vaguely aware of the heartbeats of everyone around her ascending with unquenchable desire.

Alyssa felt her fifth dimensional pool of power fill, turning from purple to black. Staggering amounts of energy flowed through her into her reservoir, her pool of fifth dimensional energy exploding with more power than any of her kind had ever possessed. Far more.

Now radiating a breathtaking aura of absolute omnipotence, Alyssa sucked in a shuddering breath. Her already overwhelmingly seductive sexual magnetism continued to rise, her changes not slowing, but accelerating.

She was becoming impossibly perfect now, even the slightest movement of her achingly gorgeous body so graceful, so sensual that it orchestrated a symphony of overpowering reaction in anyone who laid eyes on it.

As she sensed the heart rates of everyone in her vicinity nearing explosion, she instinctively began to understand that the sight of her was too much for them now. Even the cast of supremely powerful beings in her presence couldn’t handle the sight of her true form any longer. Gazing at such beauty would stop their hearts instantly, ending everyone in her presence before she could have any fun.

Her insanely long lashes fluttering with ecstasy, she managed to use her powers to suppress a bit of her overwhelming sexuality. She settled on a level of beauty merely double the irresistibly seductive allure she had already possessed. Even that level, she noted with satisfaction, was enough to leave even the perpetually composed Darkseid panting with uncontrollable desire.

Though she had never before been attracted to a woman, Alyssa’s radiant perfection was impossible to resist, widening Supergirl’s crystal blue eyes with such powerful desire that they practically dripped with carnal hunger.

“Surprise, Supergirl,” Alyssa commented, pleased by the Girl of Steel’s awestruck, desirous reaction to her staggeringly seductive form. “You’re nothing to me now.”

Her arm still draped over the sexy supervillainess, though no longer needing the support, the blonde cheerleader grabbed Supergirl’s far shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. The tight ball of striated muscle that had seemed so impervious just minutes before now caved to even the slightest pressure of her slender fingers.

“Aaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!” Supergirl shrieked in pain, twisting away from the impossibly gorgeous blonde’s slim fingers. She stepped back, fear in her eyes, as she gaped at Alyssa.

The young cheerleader smiled cruelly, curling her fingers into fists at either side of her, her dark aura of unstoppable power rippling the air around her.

“Stop!” cried Darkseid, the conflict between his impossibly sexy creations snapping him out of his lecherous exploration of Alyssa’s overpoweringly provocative curves.

Supergirl immediately froze, but Alyssa’s staggeringly sensual lips simply curled upward into a sultry smile, and she turned to meet the widening eyes of her benefactor.

“Don’t tell me what to do.” Her voice was a seductive purr, so deliciously tantalizing that Darkseid shook visibly with irresistible desire. She could feel the dark energy within her wanting to obey its creator, but she found that she could easily bend its will to her own. She was far too strong to be controlled now. By anyone.

“That’s not possible...” breathed Darkseid, his lips trembling as he licked them, unable to look away from Alyssa’s angelic face, her plump lips tantalizingly inviting, beckoning to be kissed.

“What’s not?” asked Alyssa, her huge, mesmeric blue eyes wide with coquettish innocence. “That I look like this?”

Her small hands swept over her deliciously erotic curves, attracting his gaze and eliciting a moan of wistful desire from his trembling lips.

“Or that I am now the one in control here, not you?” Her tone was light. Lilting. Sweet, even. But the firmness that lay beneath her breathy words was unmistakable. Her will was indomitable, her commands to be strictly obeyed.

“You’re not… you can’t be in control! I… I...” Darkseid stammered, his voice taking on a desperate edge as he began to realize that he had made this girl far too powerful for even his hold on the omega energy to overcome.

Alyssa’s playful smile widened, lighting her divine features with such breathtakingly powerful appeal that it weakened Darkseid’s already wobbling knees to the point of near-collapse. “Oh, can’t I now? Let’s find out...”

She took a step forward, and Darkseid swallowed hard, his composure completely buckling under the devastating might of her entrancing scent as it wafted over him. The girl was overpowering desire given form, the absolute essence of sexuality packed into one, staggeringly voluptuous body.

“Supergirl—kill her!” the gray-skinned man managed, his voice a whisper, cracking as his body responded to Alyssa’s mind-consuming beauty.

Alyssa turned to the Maid of Might as the former superhero was freed from her motionless state.

“Yes, try to do that,” the cheerleader giggled, her torn button-up shirt shimmering into an even skimpier parody of Supergirl’s current black-and-red vinyl outfit. Alyssa’s divine body made Supergirl’s gorgeous, athletic curves look absolutely pitiful by comparison.

Darkseid shuddered anew as the staggeringly sexy girl’s lush cleavage, carved midsection, and long, sculpted limbs were put on jaw-dropping display, dropping to his knees as he succumbed to the devastating power of his all-encompassing arousal.

Alyssa opened her arms wide, tensing her chiseled stomach into an explosion of sleek definition, inviting Supergirl’s incoming fist as her opponent let loose with her mightiest blow.

Supergirl’s small fist collided with Alyssa’s carved abs with a calamitous shockwave that spread outward, flattening everything on the surface of the planet for countless miles. The Girl of Steel’s fingers popped and wrist snapped against the wall of inhuman power that was the girl’s sleekly muscled stomach. Even Supergirl’s colossal levels of strength and invulnerability had become absolutely paltry next to the cosmic level of power that the young cheerleader now possessed.

Darkness flashing across her smoldering eyes, Alyssa’s expression turned suddenly cold. “My turn.”

The injured Supergirl, instinctively pulling her broken hand to her body, never saw what hit her. Alyssa unleashed a planet-shatteringly powerful blow that sent the Girl of Steel rocketing off the face of the earth, her limp body leaving orbit to collide with the moon, shattering it into dozens of spinning, jagged white rocks. The former superheroine’s body didn’t even slow, flying out of the solar system through the galaxy.

“Still think you’re in charge?” said Alyssa, amusement plucking at her full lips as she turned to face Darkseid once again.

The gray-skinned villain looked up at her from his back, attempting to wriggle away. “I-I…” he stammered, his typical cool, collected poise now completely gone.

His eyes darting desperately toward her, he unleashed his omega beams directly into the center of her body.

They struck her achingly perfect breasts, causing only a widening of her smile in reaction.

“That feels good. It tickles a little,” Alyssa laughed, basking in the feel of Darkseid’s most powerful blasts as they washed over her goddess-like cleavage.

Alyssa held up a hand, and a black glow appeared around Darkseid’s body, raising it into the air. She smiled slyly as she curled a finger inward. Darkseid’s silhouetted form suddenly stiffened, his tense body moving toward her in time with the movement of her index finger.

Alyssa leaned forward, her lips brushing his gray cheek to spasm the hips of the most powerful supervillain in existence as she casually toyed with him.

“I have a secret to share with you,” she whispered into his ear. “You’re not in control anymore, little gray man.”

With that, Alyssa curled her fingers into a tight fist. A series of cracks erupted from Darkseid’s body as it collapsed in on itself, compressed beyond his ability to withstand by the black glow of Alyssa’s incredible power. The supervillain’s eyes glassed over, his body crumpling lifelessly as Alyssa lowered her hand to drop it to the ground.

“D-daughter?” came a voice from Alyssa’s other side.

She turned, giving her purple-suited father a warm smile. “Don’t worry, dad. Not going to kill you. But I will need your powers, though. I’m afraid Clark is going to need a bit of a power boost to be able to keep up with me.”

Alyssa snapped her fingers and Clark appeared before her in his Superman costume, looking dazed. She reached her hand toward Mr. Mxyzptlk and made a sweeping motion with her hand. Glowing purple energy left the fifth dimensional imp’s floating body, and he dropped to the ground, eyes widening in shock. His energy wove through the air, streaming into Clark’s body. Clark went rigid, his eyes closing as he drank in his longtime adversary’s vast array of powers.

His muscles began to expand, tightening with unthinkable levels of power. His already heavily muscled frame bulged as his Kryptonian cells were infused with fifth dimensional power. His costume popped and creaked as it struggled to contain the staggering strength his growing body now possessed. When the glow faded, the hulking Superman breathed a long, shaking exhale before opening his eyes. His irises, blue before, were now purple.

“Great Scott,” he gasped, his voice deeper as it reverberated with incredible might, his overdeveloped muscles carving into impossible levels of definition as he flexed them, enjoying the feel of absolute power coursing through their fibers.

Alyssa smiled hungrily. “Looks like my boyfriend is enjoying his little upgrade.”

She snapped her fingers, and the two of them were suddenly in the bedroom of an opulent palace, Superman’s hyper-muscular body naked, and Alyssa in nothing but curve-caressing black, lacy lingerie as she ran a fingertip sensually down the sleek lines of her perfect abs.

Superman blinked, momentarily shocked. “What is all this?” he asked.

“Why, our new home, of course,” Alyssa smiled, closing the distance to her lover with a single long-legged stride, her luminous eyes smoldering with desire.

“A palace?” asked Clark, suddenly unsure. “Why are we in a palace?”

“Well, it seemed fitting,” said Alyssa, closing the remaining distance between them, with a sensual undulation of her magnificent body. “After all, we need someplace to call home as we rule.”

Clark swallowed, breathing in the floral scent of her lush mane of sparkling platinum hair. “D-do you intend to rule earth?”

“Oh, no! Nothing as common as that!” said Alyssa, her mesmerizing eyes widening in innocent surprise before shimmering with limitless dark energy. “I intend to rule the entire universe!”

“But I can’t—” began the Man of Steel, his eyes taking on a pleading look.

“Don’t tell me what I can’t do!” Alyssa said, her voice growing suddenly menacing. “Don’t tell me what I can’t have!”

“I can have anything I want,” she continued, her voice turning suddenly seductive. “Including you.”

Alyssa reached out to Clark’s face, running a delicate fingertip over her improved boyfriend’s sculpted cheek, allowing her body blossoming into its true, mind-bending level of utter perfection now that her man was capable of surviving the sight of her true form.

He shuddered, an erection instantly bursting upward as his reluctance evaporated before the staggeringly erotic magnificence of her impossibly divine body. There was no room left for thought as a devastating tsunami of desire crashed through him. Releasing a powerful burst of control-devouring pheromones, Alyssa pressed her lips to his. The combined acts sent Clark’s body into a convulsive eruption of terrifying ecstasy, which Alyssa froze in a time loop at its peak, leaving the Man of Steel screaming with all-consuming desire, crying and shaking in a state of perpetual orgasmic bliss.

“Now, Clark,” her voice ravishing him with its throaty, sensual power, dark omega energy swirling in her hopelessly perfect irises. “Beg me. Beg to rule by my side, overjoyed to be my sexy little concubine as I make every being in the galaxy worship my absolute magnificence.”

Breath catching as he stared adoringly at her angelic face, his enraptured consciousness completely lost as it swirling into her soul-crushing eyes, he nodded his head dumbly. All he could think of was her. All he wanted was her. All he could ever want again…

...was her.

His quivering lips parted, his body still shaking in neverending ecstasy from the touch of her lips alone. “I… beg you… please… take me.”

“Very well,” Alyssa smiled in beatific victory, its brilliance consuming any last vestiges of resistance that may have lingered in Clark’s desire-addled will. “Now, let me show you true pleasure.”

She wrapped her endless, silky legs around his body, riding him to their bed, tossing aside her impossibly luxuriant platinum mane and pressed her ultra-perfect body to his, rolling her hips sensually over his taut, quivering erection. She utterly destroyed every known conception of absolute pleasure as she ravished the man of her adolescent fantasies to her dark heart’s content.