I'll be honest, I never considered Lois Lane as a potential future partner. Maybe I thought about fucking her brains out a few times, but realistically, unless she was a pedo, I highly doubt that we'd ever hook up. Especially since by the time I'm a teenager, she'll be in her thirties or maybe even her forties. Not that I have a problem with forty year old women. Martha is still super hot and I'm sure Lois will be sexy as hell as well, but… She's only human.
"Would it even feel good?" I sighed dramatically and looked up at the moon. It was cool to just lay on the roof of the barn and stare at the stars sometime. Something I never would've done or even tried in my last life. After all, falling off a roof is generally dangerous for most people.
"What about Kara?" I couldn't help worrying about my Cousin. If Lois was in her twenties, then how old is Kara now? Is she on Earth already? No, she'd have found me. Then she might still be in Argo City or she could be in the Phantom Zone, or somewhere else. Maybe she doesn't even exist in this continuity?
"I hope she's alive though." I know she's not that well-liked by a lot of people, but Supergirl was one of my favorite DC characters. Sometimes… I mean, there are so many versions so it's hard to know for sure which one I'll be seeing. Might even end up with Powergirl.
"Then there's Wonder Woman." I feel like if Wonder Woman exists, then she should have left some traces in history, right? I've read a bunch of books in the library and I couldn't find anything about her during World War 1 or afterwards. I honestly didn't find much, if anything, about superheroes or supervillains.
There are a lot of DC Universes like that though. For example, the one from the Dark Knight movies. Gotham does exist. Batman also exists, though he's still relatively new. It's the 90's, if he's in his 20's now, he'll probably be in his 40's by 2025. Which honestly isn't that bad. He's Batman, he's basically gonna be doing this shit till he dies. His enemies also exist, like the Joker that creates Injustice Superman in the games and maybe the comics. I never read the Comics though.
There are so many different comics. Who the fuck knows what version is what anymore? I definitely gave up keeping track. I just watched movies and TV Shows casually from time to time. Read some fanfics too. Also jerked off to a lot of porn, but I can say that about basically everything.
I wonder if there's a dude on the moon watching me? Is that guy from Marvel or DC? I can't even remember. There's also Doctor Manhattan, but I'm not sure whether he exists or not. It's debatable.
I started stroking my cock as usual. One benefit of having this Kryptonian brain is that I've remembered almost everything that's happened to me very vividly since the moment I was born. No, even before I was born, I remember being inside my mother's womb. It's not perfect though. My memories from the time I arrived on Earth are much clearer, because that's when the sun started affecting me.
"Fuck… I wish I had supervision already." I looked over to the side and saw the house where the lights were all off. It was fine though, I could just remember back to earlier. After lunch, Martha took me into the bathroom as usual and gave me a bath in the tub. She was still in really good shape from helping out on the farm and working around the house all day long. Hell, just picking my heavy ass up and carrying me around like a baby the past three years should've gotten her pretty jacked, but she barely put on any muscle to those feminine arms.
She had rough hands, but they felt soft when she was rubbing them all over my body. Scrubbing my back, even my asshole, dick and balls. She didn't seem to notice or care when I got a boner though. I was just a little brat to her, no, not a brat, but her precious baby boy. I'd probably always just be her son that she had to love and protect.
It's funny because I'm already stupidly strong by human standards. I could easily have overpowered the sexy ginger woman. When she was bending over in front of me to turn the water on, the way her pretty pink asshole opened up… Though her pussy was practically hidden away by that furry red bush. I could still see the meat curtains poking through though.
"I'm such a piece of shit." I don't know why I feel so guilty about it? Am I really doing anything wrong? She thinks I'm just a kid, but does she really not think twice about shoving her sexy ass in a four year old boy's face? Or washing his cock off once or twice a day? Is that totally normal? Maybe it is… Maybe I'm just so much of a depraved pervert that I think everything has to be sexual or fucked up?
"Umn~!" I moaned as my Kryptonian jizz shot up like a rocket and landed randomly on the roof or the dirt around the barn. Once my mind was clearer, I calmed down a lot. I also felt a lot worse about using Martha as my fap material every goddamn day for the past three years.
To be fair though, she was the only woman I've been exposed to thus far. And not just that, there was also the aspect of how depraved it was that I wanted to fuck my own mother. It made me wonder if I really wanna fuck Martha or if I just get off on the idea because it's wrong. She's not even my biological mother. Though I guess the concept of a four year old having sex with a forty-something year old woman is pretty depraved on its own, without any other underlying incestuous aspects.
I guess even Kryptonians have post-nut clarity though. It's like once I cum, my whole personality changes and my brain resets. I was kinda hungry. Not very tired though. I was never tired. It was exhausting how full of energy I always seemed to be… If that makes sense?
Hopping down from the roof, I landed lightly on the dirt, barely making any sound or feeling any pressure from the impact. I bounced a few times, then started jogging slowly at first. I reached the fields quickly. Corn fields were everywhere around here. It wasn't time to harvest them yet, but it was coming soon. Umm, unrelated to my superjizz though. Just normal seasonal crop planting bullshit.
I darted through them easily. Avoiding being touched. I produced wind as I passed by, but not much. Not enough to be overly ridiculous. It was fun. A game really. Trying to control myself. Controlling everything around me as well. Even the air that I breathed could potentially become a deadly weapon if I controlled it well enough, or didn't control it carefully enough. That's more of a future issue to deal with though.
I have no idea why Zod and the others were able to gain superpowers so fast, while it took Clark decades. Though it could be that they had actually been to worlds with Yellow Suns many times before and experienced the benefits. In Smallville, there were Kryptonians coming to Earth several times.
This wasn't Smallville though. Metropolis isn't anywhere near Kansas, it's over on the East Coast. Central City is actually in Missouri, near the Kansas border… No Flash yet though. Barry Allen might be my age, or he might not even exist in this universe. Supergirl the TV Show didn't have the rest of the Arrowverse in her universe until the Multiversal destruction event… So that's something else to look forward to, I guess, or maybe it already happened and this is the fucked up world that came after the destruction?
"Stop thinking so much, Clark." I muttered to myself as I left the cornfield and reached a road with a forest behind it. Thankfully my parents, as overprotective as they seemed at times, didn't actually keep an eye on me 24/7 anymore. As long as I was back home before sunrise, they wouldn't be freaking out or trying to find me.