Bimbofication

The Ultra-Humanite gleefully picked up Superman/Delores, and said “well you see, I’m going to take you back to my lab, where I will turn you into a stupid bimbo, and then you’ll be too dumb to want to tell anyone!” And with that (despite Superman’s screams and protests,) The Ultra Humanite flew off into his secret laboratory. When he came in, he strapped Superman to a chair, with a big dome over it. “You see, I’m going to allow you to keep your memories, so you can keep me up to date on certain facts, but your whole personality and morals will change, and I’ve also had some plastic surgery scheduled, so that you’ll better fit my needs.”

“No! This is horrendous! You can’t do this!” Superman pleaded as the dome slowly lowered over his head. Humanite turned on the chair, and soon Superman’s pleas were replaced with quiet moaning and giggling as the brainwashing set in. When it was done Ultra-Humanite lifted the dome and asked how she felt. “Like, like a million bucks babe! What are we going to do now?”