Zod Confront Faora Before Lois and Luma Arrive

In the weapons bay, Faora carefully slid a crystal containing a pink sphere into place. Alongside the hundreds of other crystals, it appeared to be a gigantic snowflake, deadly in aspect...but with a great pink mass in the center. The Kryptonian criminal grinned, pleased. A dozen more crystals and this weapon would be complete; and Metropolis would be the first to feel...

Red light flashed throughout the weapon's bay. Faora didn't even have time to scream as the pins-and-needles sensation struck her entire body at once. She gasped as ancient genetic sequences in her cells were activated by the radiation burst. For a moment, her skin felt too small. Bones shifted painfully. Muscles built up on her chest and shoulders; fat drained as her breasts flattened. Between her legs, an insistent throbbing accompanied a terrible sensation of something tearing loose or growing from her crotch.

"No no no," Faora said, her voice deepening in tone with every word. "No no...aaargh!"

Inside of her suit, the cock burst free, her vagina inverting.

The red light flashed off, replaced by green.

The now-male Kryptonian doubled over and vomited as the coruscating energies sickened them.

Zod stepped onto the weapon's bay. Dressed head-to-toe in a protective radiation suit, he was utterly unaffected by the green kryptonite rays that shown forth from the wavelength generator. He stepped before Faora, who knelt, holding their guts with both hands as sudden weakness and nausea crippled them.

"So Faora. At last, you begin to know your place."

The other Kryptonian did not even see Zod's boot before it slammed into their chin, sending them sprawling across the weapons bay. With savage brutality, Zod ripped the uniform from Faora's body...and though the now-male Kryptonian struggled, they could do nothing as the general bound the naked man over a railing, wrists and ankles tied together, their limp cock dangling bare ass-cheeks on display.

With the press of a button, the green light ceased...and Zod unzipped the radiation suit.

He was naked underneath. His cock popped free.

"You...wouldn't..." Faora managed.

"On the contrary," Zod said dryly. "There is very little I would not do. You may not be familiar with the tradition of homosexuality among the Kryptonian military caste, I can assure you that it has for centuries been a very effective means of discipline."

His smile grew wide, and Faora shivered.

"Why, some of us even learned to enjoy it, before the Science Counsel put a stop to it."

Unseen, Lois and Luma's ship docked with the Kryptonian vessel.