The Lost Daughters of Krypton
The Elder Barry erctwo@aol.com
The space module was impenetrable


THE LOST DAUGHTERS OF KRYPTON

(The Space Module Was Impenetrable)

A maturing twelve-year-old Clark Kent was alone in the barn with his
over-developed fourteen-year-old classmate Amber Blair. She was kneeling atop
the blushing boy her pert little ass firmly pressing against his chest. Her
knees restraining his arms overpowering him with the classic schoolyard pin.
She flexed her burgeoning biceps delighted by her own strength celebrating the
power she held over him.

"You like my muscles, Kent?" Clark realized he was fully capable of lifting
her off his body any time he wished but he didn't; he didn't for two reasons.

First. and most importantly his parents had been admonishing him to never
display his strength to anyone in public or otherwise. His superpowers must
remain a secret because if he were found out to be an alien with powers the
government would undoubtably take him away from home and subject him to tests
and study.

However, if the truth were known, today, Super Boy was enjoying the sexual
sensations he was feeling for the first time. Amber was experienced beyond her
years and she was groping for his penis which she could tell was way big.

When she unbuckled his belt and along with the top button of his jeans the
pulsating head of his oversized Kryptonian penis poked out startling Amber.
Nonetheless, she grabbed hold with her right hand and began to massage his
tool.

"Amber, stop that." The embarrassed little vixen jumped up and ran out the
barn. "I'm going to tell your mother."

Superman was awakened from his dream by the alarm notification on his cell.
The text simply read 'turn on your T.V.'

The breathless blonde CNN reporter was explaining to the viewing public that
two identical several-hundred-pound comets were on a collision course with the
earth. Superman rocketed himself to the nearest NASA research facility on the
outskirts of the city of Metropolis where he learned that at the speed the
comets were traveling they would collide with the earth near Washington D.C.
in approximately forty-eight-hours.

He was dispatched to investigate and immediately flew along side the
descending projectiles which didn't appear to be comets at all. They appeared
to be man made or more likely alien made. He extended his superpowered arms
and shoved hard attempting to redirect the faux-comets off their course to no
avail. He lacked the wherewithal to stop or change their course. In fact. the
objects exponentially increased speed with impact not expected within a couple
of hours.

It appeared that the people of earth would need to sack-up and face the
consequences of a direct hit.

Superman flew directly to the expected point of impact; it was expected of
him. He watched in utter disbelief when the objects slowed their descent,
eventually hovering in the air before gently landing right in front of him.

Identical panels slid open and two golden colored ramps were lowered allowing
two 'aliens' in space suits complete with see-through helmets to set foot on
the earth. They each appeared to be over six-feet-tall; 6-2 and 6-4
respectively. Satisfied with the air quality the aliens removed not only their
helmets but all of their clothing as well permitting their long lustrous
blonde hair to cascade down over their well-muscled shoulders framing their
beautiful faces.

Their naked bodies were exquisite and at the same time breathtaking consisting
of 38DD breasts, tiny 18" waists, impressive well-developed 8-packs, and
impressive bulging 26" biceps. One of aliens walked over to a parked
4.000-pound army jeep, lifted the two-ton vehicle into the air with one hand,
and tossed it at least 100 yards in the air landing with a gigantic thud. The
aliens, for some reason, felt it necessary to demonstrate the extent of their
strength. They each leaped into the air and flew around the city at supersonic
speed. Again, showing off their physical prowess.

"I'm called Valerion." The taller of the two introduced herself first. "And my
sister here is called Varios.

"We are from Krypton." Varios smiled. "We've been traveling for a long time."

"My name is Kal-el. I too am from Krypton." He hugged the two females. "My
cousin Kara is here as well."

"This should be fun." Varios flexed her arm and laughed as her right bicep
erupted into a 26" peaked bicep. "Look." She joked. "I have another one just
like it over here." She flexed her left bicep to prove her point.

"We must have contest to determine who among us is the strongest."

"Why?" Superman asked.

"So, we will know who among should rule this shit-hole planet."

"What - no -no - that's not the way we do things here."

"Be careful Kal-El." The two sisters flexed some more seemingly obsessed with
the size of their own gigantic biceps. "We don't know yet who is the
strongest."

"We have been monitoring your transmissions for years and we both consider you
to be a major fucking wimp.

"You treat these earthlings as equals." Varios snickered. "We should be
treating them as servants or pets."

"Come here." Valerion grabbed one of the honor guard marines. "Fix us up with
your very best accommodations and see to it that your superiors schedule a
round-robin mixed-martial arts mano-mano tournament battle for supremacy of
this planet."

"Set up a banquet for us tonight." Varios slammed her fist into her open palm
frightening the guard who nearly pissed himself. "We are very hungry."

At the insistence of the daughters of Kryton the tournament was scheduled to
begin in less than a week which passed quickly; the first no rules match
pitted the 6-4 Valerion against the 5-9 Supergirl. The 150,000 seat stadium
was filled to capacity with every occupant rooting for Kara and Superman.

"No rules." The referee stated what had reluctantly been agreed to. The two
females touched gloves and retreated to their respective corners both
confident they would be victorious. Unbeknownst to the other neither had ever
been defeated in combat.

The bell rang and Supergirl moved in close wishing to neutralize the bigger
Valerion's superior reach. Kara pounded the bigger girl in the stomach but was
completely stymied by the impenetrable abdominal muscular slabs of steel that
protected her mid-section.

Valerion hammer visited Supergirl on the top of her head several times causing
Kara's legs to buckle. The bigger Kryptonian surprised Supergirl by grabbing
her around the waist with both hands, lifting her into the air, spinning her
around before driving Kara head first into the ring floor embedding her pretty
head deep into the mat so only her flailing legs were visible to the crowd in
the arena.

Supergirl struggled mightily to free herself from her absurd prison but she
was too slow. Valerion took hold of each of her ankles and began to spread
them apart as if she were making a Thanksgiving-day wish with the drum sticks.

Kara's muffled cries of anguish could barely be heard above the roar of the
crowd until Val viciously ripped each of Kara's legs independent from one
another out of the mat discarding them as one would trash.

Superman and the doctors and the ring attendants raced to Supergirl's aid
extricating her from the mat below the ring but it was much too late, Kara was
long dead having bled to death.

"One down one to go." Varios was speaking directly to Superman. "Unless you
wish to forfeit which is your right."

"Fuck you." Superman was livid intent on crushing each of the daughters of
Krypton.

The referee called the combatants together in the middle of the ring where
they touched gloves before retreating to their respective corners. The crowd
in the stadium was apprehensive to say the very least fearing that should
Superman lose then the planet would be at the mercy of these two alien females
who didn't seem to possess any mercy.

Superman's plan of attack was very simple. He would wade into the fray guns a
blazing. Throwing caution to the wind and unleash the most powerful punches he
could muster destroying the alien female before she could mount an offense of
her own.

He approached Varios quickly and delivered a virtual thunderbolt connecting
with her chin only to have her laugh at him.

"Is that all you got?" More laughter. "Please, you're embarrassing yourself.
She flicked out a powerful left jab that sent Superman reeling back on his
heels following up with a devasting right cross and a left hook that dropped
the Man of Steel onto his knees. She hammer-fisted him several times on the
top of his head all the time laughing at the overmatched erstwhile Protector
of the Planet.

Various stepped behind the reeling superman, wrapped her pulsating 26"
bicep-blessed arms around his neck and begin to administer a rear-naked choke
hold maintaining the deadly hold until spittle formed on his lips and his
pallor turned a disturbing unhealthy looking bluish color.

Superman was awakened from his dream by the alarm on his phone ... the text
simply read, 'turn on you T.V. which he was reluctant to do.

The Lost Daughters of Krypton ... by the Elder Barry ... 1,500 words