Luthor Notices

"Clever girl," Lex Luthor said as he noticed Lois Lane attempting to pick the latch on her collar. "But not as smart as me."

He pressed a button. Metal cable-like arms, ending with manacles, descended from the ceiling. The articulated arms clamped shut on the growing queen's wrists and pulled her arms apart. The transformed reporter roared...her inner jaw extended out to snap at the air...and Luthor smiled as he pressed another button.

A tube descended from the ceiling and slid into the gaping mouth. Immediately the xenomorph jaws clamped tight, but even their metallic teeth could not penetrate the special alloy that Lex Luthor had invented specifically for this feeding tube...nor could Lois now stop the constant flow of nutrient sludge pouring into her stomach to fatten her up like a goose.

"No escaping now," Luthor said aloud. His green eyes examined the reporter's changed...and changing body. It wasn't quite pure xenomorph. The dark, swollen teats that hung off her chest were distinctively human, except for the black fluted spikes that served as nipples, and the glowing green vagina and anus, though inhumanly thick and animalistic, was far from a xenomorph cloaca.

He stroked his chin as he watched the nascent queen struggle in her bonds, tail lashing, dripping glowing green goo onto the floor from her gaping cunt. Every passing moment she seemed to grow, the black carapace growing more skeletal and distinct, the hips widening, feet spreading to support her increased mass, back spines and crown becoming longer and more elaborate...and the billionaire genius villain felt an unexpected physiological response.

Mercy Graves glanced down at the bulge tenting Mr. Luthor's pants. She had never seen him like that...not even when they were focusing on Supergirl. Perspiration beaded his brow, and the bodyguard had a sinking feeling that her boss was going to need some relief...and even she couldn't tell how the brilliant madman would get his rocks off.

Not until he gave her the order.