Superman is caught

Superman braced himself to be hit with a massive blast. But instead the blue rays circled his body in a crackling net of electric sparks. The rays snaked all around him, licked around him, getting into his costume through his open neck, sleeves and even his red briefs. He struck out with his fists but he couldn?t break out of the net. It wasn?t painful, but he felt it all over. It felt like shocks, zapping and tingling, covering his body, lighting it up underneath his suit, ripping it in places where the sparks shot back out and traveled back along the beams of the guns to the 6 robbers. The guns all had wires leading into their bodies. The sparks shot up the wires and into their tight suits, making them glow blue all over.

They were not blasting Superman. They were fishing for him, hooking his power and absorbing it back into themselves. They all shook as if being electrocuted, but they stood their ground, holding their guns, pulling power from of the Man of Steel. Through the blinding light surrounding him Superman at first thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. The thugs seemed to be growing larger, more muscular. But Superman could hear their yells trying to withstand the power rushing into them, changing them. His super hearing could hear the stretching of their suits as their chests were pressed out against fabric like squared barrels. He could hear their muscle fibers rip and multiply. He could see them, legs apart firm on the floor, reeling in the wild rays in pain and exhileration, their biceps, tris and forearms swelling thick and their quads and calves bursting with new muscle.

Suddenly Superman heard the boss yell ?Stop!? The robbers all shut off their guns at the same time. The rays rushed like a bomb blast out of Kal-El and into all of the robbers with a deafening zap. The guns flew out of their hands, and the wires ripped off their bodies. The blue blast blinded everyone.

Superman?s vision came back first. The men that surrounded him were all well-built men to begin with, but now they were Mr. Olympia level and beyond. Their new bodies stretched their black suits to the max. Some were still standing; others had staggered back. The boss, the tallest of them, had sunk to his knees. But as he rose back to his feet Superman was stunned. He now outweighed Superman by 100 pounds. His suit had not withstood the transformation. There were tears all over it and blue and red spandex showing through. With shocking speed, he tore off his outer suit revealing the same suit as the Man of Steel clinging to his amazing new body. With his 80 inch chest, 36 inch guns, 40 inch thighs and still a 30 inch waist, he was almost like a caricature of Superman - except for the fact that he was beyond perfect. Superman had seen the warriors of many planets, but none of them were as bulked, ripped, cut and proportioned for their size as this man - massively thick layers on layers of muscle perfectly etched in the blue, red and yellow spandex. It was like the suit was painted on him. As he spoke all the muscles in the front of his torso, chest and 10 pack flexed.

?You still have all your powers, Superman. But we have them too, enhanced, better.? He raised his arms up in a double bicep pose that almost sent shock waves into Kal-El. The boss?s guns tripled peaked larger than his own head. It looked like they were about to rip up out of costume. His lats and chest spread so wide he looked like a human tank. Superman tensed, ready for any attack, but he was caught off guard as his cock twitched at the sight of this man. The teeth-bared snarl on the boss?s face stopped any of those feelings. The boss looked from side to side at his biceps, and then his eyes bore into Superman. ?I could snap your neck with my bare hands.? he said menacingly. ?But then my boys won?t have any fun. So, I?m going to let them get their kicks.? He grinned.

The men all started to close in on the Man of Steel. They were all itching to try out their new found size and powers. Superman put his hands up.

?Stop, why are you doing this?? he said.

?You?re an alien. This is not your planet. It?s mine. It?s time earth had a real Super Earthman! But show us what you?ve got, freak. And if you?re in any shape to fight me afterwards, you?ll make my day.?

The two women, who were more like She-Hulks nodded to their boss knowingly as they slinked back and made their exit. The three Man-Hulks started to surround Superman with their fists clenched.