Fighting monsters, making mothers of daughters.

About 10 minutes after Steel briefed you on a strange set of super science thefts the kaiju attacked. You were 100% certain that the two incidents had nothing to do with each other, but that just made it worse. It was a harsh reminder that when things hapened in Metropolis, they happened big, and you had to learn how to juggle with dynamite in order to keep up.

Meanwhile Little Girl and Satan Girl have gotten settled into your hotel. The former Power Girl was 'between homes' and Satan Girl had nothing in her life outside of her new family, so bringing them to stay with you was easy. It did leave Supergirl a little put out. Along with having her own home and circumstances, she was house sitting in her civillian guise just now.

"It's not fair. I still have school, house sitting and being Supergirl to do." She pouted to you met up on patrol after class. "I wanna spend time with my sisters..."

The two of you drift among the clouds. Supergirl claimed she was cold, asking for 'Daddy to warm her up'. You know full well her powers will shield her from the affects of this altitude just like your aura does, but who are you to turn down a lovely cuddle?

"I understand. And don't worry, you'll get to spend a lot more time together once you're pregnant. You can hardly be Supergirl with a baby in your belly after all."

"I'm sorry I'm such a needy daughter..." Her voice becomes breathy as she presses close to you, her hips rolling a much from need as to help you work off her modesty shorts and little thong.

"You're going to have a lot of responsibility soon, it's only fair that a little girl wants her Daddy to indulge her a little in return." You stroke the smooth skin of her ass, grinning as she pants and pouts as she opens up your costume to release your potent, inhuman cock. "But first, I'm going to make you get pregnant."

She lets out a gasp as you begin to work your aura deep into her. She doesn't have time to think on what you're doing though as you spread her legs and push deep into her body too. You kiss and grope at your little sky nymph, fucking her hard and with serious intent. Your aura moves through her body, grabbing the solar energy packed in her cells and dragging it towards her uterus. You remember what you saw in Satan Girl, the sunlight forcing her into ovulation, if all your Kryptonian beauties are fundamentally the same, you should be able to recreate that effect. Supergirl bucks and moans against you, kissing you with sweet passion as she relinquishes everything to you. Here in the sky over Metropolis where you had your first time together, where you took her first time, you once more make passionate love and now here is where you will give her your first child together.

Afterwards, you drift through the sky, Supergirl shivering against you in post-orgasmic bliss. She doesn't know yet what you've done, that you've dragged her ovum into position to be ravaged by your sperm. She doesn't need to know, she's already chosen to embrace this fate.

"Daddy, can you carry me home like yesterday? Like a princess?" She blushes shy and demure in your arms.

"Of course, little princess."

She giggles as you bundle her up in her cape. The sun is beginning to dip, and stopping to rest sounds good, even if rest is not what's truly on your mind right now. Returning to your hotel via the roof once more, you open the door and smile as you are greeted by a duel chorous of 'welcome home Daddy.' Little Girl and Satan Girl seem to have comfortably settled into the roles of 'big sister' and 'little sister', the former Power Girl busy tidying away her things freshly brought over, while your newly pregnant little homunculus lies on the floor in only her underwear, smart device in hand.

Laying Supergirl down on the bed you stride over to Little Girl. The only one of your daughters not yet on the path to pregnancy. Even if sunlight no longer courses through her body, you are confident that with aura alone you can command her womb.

"Daddy I - mmph!" you cut off her words, too intent on her body, too wild still from knocking up Supergirl.

"My precious Little Girl," is all the warning you give before you rip the clothes from her and fuck her hard against the wall, the room filling with her cries of 'Daddy' as you exert your complete mastery over her.

And so the week rolls on. You investigate the thefts, you fight monsters and the occasional robot. You help the city, find lost children, and make everyone feel safe. You wake every morning in bed with your three beautiful daughters clinging to you and each other. You head out to patrol and work and Supergirl to school, each showered with kisses by Little Girl and Satan Girl. You meet Supergirl after school and share notes. Once a reporter caught you both together and asked about your relationship, you simply said that you were both very happy together, Supergirl going red as she tried not to talk about how all three versions of her were very happy. You were impressed she managed to avoid calling you 'Daddy' throughout the interview.

Little Girl and Satan Girl began to prepare themselves as housewives, cleaning and at least preparing food while you were out. On coming home you would get that chorous 'welcome home Daddy' and looked forward to it growing. You showered the girls with love and affection, and always taking the time to look with your aura vision at their wombs, to see the new life growing within.