Gold Kryptonite

It descended from the ceiling in a lusterless gray sphere. Lois heard the whine of the servos, looked up...and then the lead shielding retracted. The crystal inside was clear as quartz, shot through with threads of gold like bits of spider's web trapped in glass. It was oddly beautiful...and then the sudden surge of power that animated Lois Lane collapsed.

The naked reporter stumbled forward, suddenly dizzy, as her super-senses faded. It was like being muffled in soft cotton, all the impossibly precise sounds and smells and sights faded away. Gravity pulled at her bones, only her raging erection proof against it. Caught flat-footed by the sudden shift, she stumbled groggily beneath the radioactive mineral overhead...and in an instant she knew what had happened.

Gold kryptonite! She thought. The kind that takes a Kryptonian's powers away permanently!

The cock bobbed, skin tight over the shaft, veins protuberant. Lois looked down at it in strange fascination, this monstrous appendage with the heavy balls that dangled beneath. She realized that even though she had lost her Kryptonian powers, some of the changes remained...

Deal with you later, Lois thought, as she stared at the swollen purple head of her dick. The reporter could actually smell herself, a strangely masculine scent she associated with washing her father's underwear and locker rooms and blowjobs. Lois licked her lips, wondering if...but she shook herself and focused on the task at hand.

The reporter blinked and looked around the room. To have suddenly gained and lost such tremendous power left her in a daze...but at least she was free from her bonds, and the hypnotic sounds and visuals of the device that had tried to transform her. At least she had a chance.

A chance that Lex was about to deny.

"Mercy," Lex Luthor said from the control room. "Secure Miss Lane before she injures herself. This experiment is not over yet!"