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Chapter 8 by JonnyRaymond JonnyRaymond

What is it for?

Mind Control

“I see you recognize what this is. A Starro, alien monster that conquers worlds by latching onto the faces of its victims, taking over their minds. That’s what it usually does, at least.” Superman began to open the tube that held the monster, its eyes shut at the moment. He lifted it up by its face side, revealing its pink back, with little suckers and needles.

Walking closer to the two hostages with it, Superman monologued more. “However, this isn’t a regular Starro. This is a genetically modified clone, one which I’ve designed. It’s not connected to any hive mind, and in fact has no real will of its own. But it does still control minds, and even alters them to the liking of me, it’s preprogrammed master. All I have to do is place it on someone, like THIS-“ he shoved the creature onto Mercy Graves’ face, and quickly any struggles within her died down as Starro took hold. Her bonds were removed by Superman.

Lex’s heart was racing in terror, fear consuming his every thought. This was a new sensation to him, one of pure helplessness and horror.

“And now, all I have to do is command my Starro, and it turns whoever is consumed by it into whatever I please. For example…” he looked Mercy up and down, checking her out to his pleasure. She certainly was a beautiful woman, although her devotion to Lex was off putting. Which was now going to be fixed. “Mercy, your affection, devotion, and love to Lex Luthor will now be transferred to me. You will also feel an increased sexual attraction to me, and a desire to please me in whatever I request. Understood?”

Mercy turned her head to Superman, the creature on her face blinking its one eyeball. “Yes, sir.” she responded, with a dull emotionless tone.

“Good,” Superman said, and he grabbed the Starro again. It gently removed itself from Mercy’s face, and was placed back into its tube. “How do you feel, Ms. Graves?”

Emotion returned back to her face. “Oh I feel lovely, Superman. In fact…” her fingers traced up his majestic bulky body, and the two smiled. “I feel hot right now. Can we ditch this loser, and go someplace a little more private?”

Superman smirked.

“No, let’s show Lex the new you.”

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