Superman - predator (or prey) of Malus Mylfrot

Joe chuckled at the title, knowing a thing or two about these sort of self-insert trickster stories. As he turned the page he was surprised to find a fine illustration of the man of steel himself. Then it moves off into a text-based story about the Man of Steel.

"I don't think it's Mister Klptzyxm," Zatanna said through the telepathic connection she has set up with Superman as he flies in a parabolic orbit from Asia back to Metropolis. "The dimensional portal has similar signature as his, but the magic signals I'm reading... You better just get in there and see."

"Alrighty then," Superman replied as he hit the atmosphere with his **** field, and a few seconds later was a few kilometers over Metropolis. It was a dark and quiet night, but he picked up a different tone. A lot more moans outside than usual, preceded by the static sound of magic, like a ray gun firing in a pipe under water.

As he was about to move down towards the sounds, he felt a charge roll over his body as a pulse of energy seemed to flow over him and the city. a sea of moans followed from below, but Superman was noticing something in front of him.

Pink text wrote a few words in the air in front of him, outlined in big round circles. "[Sex] or [Gender], [curious] or [hostile]? Or just... [distracted]?"

"Look out, a massive magical attack is about to-" Zatanna managed to telepathically communicate with the speed of thought-

As suddenly, a million bolts of pink lightning came against him from all directions except from the circled words.

Joe shrugged as the story broke the meta and gave him the option to skip to a page number for a variant of the story. sex, gender, curious, hostile, or distracted. He could guess what would happen with some of them, while some seemed a bit more obscure.

Choices choices.