Operation African Honeypot (Mff)

"Father, this is Alex, my boyfriend. Alex." Princess Shureela looked so nervous before she managed to say. "This is my father. King Teeoutewakawaka, ruler of Wachanda."

I extended my hand towards the king. "It is an honor, your highness." The royal guards stuck glowing energy spears in my face as I approached. The king gave me a harsh, stern look, then looked at his daughter to see that this was important to her.

The king took my hand and gave me a firm, serious handshake.

***

"Wachanda was thought of as nothing more than a small isolated landlocked speck of disputed territory in eastern Africa not worth anyone's time. A small mountain valley of goat herders. Then the Thanagarian invasion happened. To repel the aliens, Wachanda revealed that they possessed technologies centuries ahead of the rest of the world built on their seemingly endless supply of the rare substance known as photonium." said Amanda Waller as she briefed me from the comfort of the suite's couch.
"I am aware." Photonium was a key ingredient in the forging of power rings. I have a few milligrams of photonium integrated into my cybercore that absorbed over ten percent of my construction budget.
"Then you are also aware that Wachanda has refused to even consider the possibility of trade for the phontonium for anything except pleasure slaves. They insist on maintaining their control on what the president and joint chiefs have designated as a vital strategic resource and refuse to engage in civilized commerce.
"Unfortunately, all previous efforts to influence Wachanda's government into opening themselves to American trade has ended badly. We suspect that the Wachandans are still holding several American and European citizens captive. The women are forced to work in brothels while the men are made to fight in gladiatorial combat. Officially, relations are cordial but frosty. Unofficially, Wachanda is considered an existential threat to the American way of life." Amanda Waller showed me an image of a young African woman who looked to be college aged. "This is princess Shureela. She is coming to Metropolis to attend the Lexcorp-Waynetech engineering expo to demonstrate Wachandan innovations in emergency services and medical science."

"You want me to seduce the princess and use her to get close enough to the king to change his mind about trading his rare super material for McDonalds and Coca-cola?" I asked.
"And have our people returned to us while you are at it." added Secretary Waller. "But yes. The energy barrier around their capital city simply cannot be breached. The only way in is with an invitation. Naturally, if you are discovered, the President will deny any involvement..."
"No need to fret sugar tits." I said. "Just let me know what my constraints and parameters are, and relax." I gave Amanda Waller a smile and a kiss. "This will be fun."

***

I requested that Master Lex assign some young good looking security service employees and Simone from the team of technicians that built and maintains me for Master Lex to join me for some undercover work. "Why me?" Simone asked me when we were alone in my holding bay.
"I needed someone who can make the princess jealous as well as talk about tech and know what they are talking about. You are the best combination of pretty and smart, as a bonus, you do not need special clearance. Plus I thought that we could make it a sorta kinda date adjacent activity." I said. "I mean, technically, I am not allowed to have a real relationship with anyone but my owner. But well, I just thought this might be something fun that we could do, together."

Simone gave me the biggest smile and squeezed my hand. She did not say anything in that moment, but she did not need to, unlike a lot of the other technicians and engineers who worked on me, Simone never wore a psi-scrambler to block me from reading her surface thoughts. I knew exactly how she felt in that moment. Her warm feelings of joy spread through me and we smiled together, sharing a moment.

***

Princess Shureela did not wear a psi-scrambler, so planting the idea in the back of her head to go out to a particular club was easy enough. She was a young woman in the big city and wanted to enjoy herself anyways, I simply guided her to a particular VIP couch where the Wachandan royal could get a good glimpse of Simone and I celebrating with a bunch of "friends"

I had shifted my shape to what I thought of as my "standard male form". 6'2, 90kg with skin tone and facial features which made me as racially ambiguous as my Creator.
Simone looked amazing in her tight black dress. "A toast of Lexcorp's head of zeta-beam development." she shouted at the top of her lungs before popping the champagne cork in the direction of the Wachandans. "Sorry!" she said. Simone poured glasses for everyone. We clinked our champagne before sharing a passionate kiss right in front of the African princess.

It was the easiest thing in the world to plant jealousy and envy in the young royal's mind. I gave volume to the woman's own thoughts of entitlement and carnal desire as I inhibited her self restraint and thoughts about long term consequences. The princess whispered something to her royal guards and moments later a bald woman with some serious biceps came over to our table and informed us that "Her royal highness, the princess Shureela requires your presence."

"Requires it, does she?" said Simone with a chuckle and a wave at the princess. "I guess we do not want to cause an international incident." The quirky blonde haired engineer took my hand in her and gave me a squeeze before we walked over to the VIP booth where we were surrounded by the princesses bald body guards.

Princess Shureela wore a blue dress which showed off the gold bodypaint that decorated her face and limbs. her hair was bound into an elaborate display of braids decorated with beads of gold and gemstones. "I could not help but overhear your toast. I am quite curious. Does Lexcorp plan to start teleporting people across the galaxy?"

"Nothing so elaborate." I said. "We are working on subtenuating the harmonic barrier to optimize for power efficiency at the expense of range, but the real work of our department is..." I look around and smile. "Perhaps this is not the place to discuss highly secretive research into controlled technologies." I cranked up the princess's feelings of lust. Reading the woman's thoughts, I saw in Shureela's fantasy images of Simone bound on a rack with nipple clamps forced to watch as the princess rides me cowgirl style. "Perhaps we should take this diplomatic exchange somewhere with fewer eyes and ears. How would you like to see the inside of Lexcorp R&D?" A smile broadened over Shureela's face.

***

During the limo ride, Shureela grinned. The African princess kicked off her high heel and teased Simone with her big toe. "You know that in my country, we keep whites like you as our slaves."
"We had heard rumors." said Simone. "But with your people being so secretive..."
"It is true." the princess said. "Though it is a bad translation. Our word 'chatuu' is closer in meaning to the word 'sex pet' or 'fuck toy' but naturally there are differences there as well."
"What about me?" I asked. "I am not white."
"No." Shureela said. The princess hopped into my lap. "You are. What are you?" the princess asked as she began to undo my buttons and press her hand to my hairless chest.
"A little of everything." I said just before the princess kissed me aggressively.

We swapped more than just saliva in that moment. Billions of my nanobots on my skin and in my mouth began to penetrate the Wachandan princess's body and mind. I felt them like extensions of myself, like tiny new little muscles I could use to manipulate my newest puppet.
I can manipulate people within a hundred mile radius, but with my nanobots saturating every cell of a person's body, that range becomes infinite. I felt it the moment Princess Shureela realized something was wrong. She wanted to look at me and tell me how good I would look with a collar around my neck. A thing I already know. Instead, Princess Shureela sucked on my tongue as she finished unbuttoning my shirt and opening my pants. After leaving a line of kisses down my chest, Princess Shureela took my cock into her mouth and started gulping down nanabots by the jizz load.

Whenever a person is mind controlled, there is always a piece of their original self buried deep inside of their subconscious. No matter how much someone is rebuilt from the ground up into a new person, a kind of emergency backup remains watching helplessly. I could feel that original piece of Princess Shureela trying so hard to cry out and get the attention of her body guards. But the bald women watched in silent contempt as Princess Shureela, cum dripping from her lips, wipes her mouth off with her own dress before getting down on her knees and putting her face between Simone's legs as she opened her own in anticipation of taking a shafting from behind.

***

We worked quickly to turn Princess Shureela and her bodyguards into Pentagon assets. Secretary Waller believed that I would performed psychosurgery on the Wachandans' personalities to become open minded and cosmopolitan with a strong desire to make their country a part of the global community with memories of Metropolis as a city of wonders where people from all over the world brought the best the planet had to offer to a city that never sleeps. Instead, I did that to a series of top grade Lexcorp replicants while the real Princess Shureela and her body guards were to be put on ice in a Lexcorp cryogenics blacksite, but only after Master Lex came to check on our progress.

"Excellent work, Simone." My owner told the young engineer. "When Alex first requested taking you for a field mission. I was tempted to order a diagnostic reboot on it." Master Lex chuckled as he placed his hand on Simone's shoulder. "I can see now that I had an asset in you which I did not fully appreciate." I did not need to be a mind reader to know what Master Lex was thinking when he smiled at Simone like that.

Then my Creator turned his gaze upon me. "When you have finished engramizing the princess. Bring her and your pretty self up to 145." Master Lex commanded.

When I had finished transforming all the analogue information inside the brains of the Wachandans into a digital format that could be stored, copied, and much easier to transfer, I shifted my body, going from a he to a she dropping a hundred pounds and eight inches of height to become the adorable teenage girl that my owner likes me to be when tending to his personal needs.

The princess and I walked into Master Lex's bedroom to find the hairless man naked and visibly aroused. "Welcome, your highness." Said Master Lex before he removed Shureela's dress and pushed the African royal down onto her knees. The princess hesitated, I removed that hesitation and compelled Shureela to take Master Lex's while shaft into her mouth. My Creator smiled as he went balls deep into Shureela's throat. "Excellent work, Alex." Said Master Lex before he kissed me. "You have pleased me greatly." He told me before missing my hair and giving me another amazing kiss that made me feel tingly from head to toe. "Now, how would Mrs. Lane-Kent like to have her pussy get the royal treatment?"

I grinned, Master Lex often did this, it was one of his favorite roleplays. I shape shifted into the form of Lois Lane-Kent, Pulitizer Prize winning investigative journalist and new editor in chief of The Daily Planet. Master Lex grinned and kissed me once more, this time with less lust but more affection. He smiled at me differently when I looked like this. It was a softer, kinder smile that hid a strain of sadness. Lois Lane had been the love of my Creator's life, the one that got away.

I lay back and let Master Lex get a good look at my naked body. I let him enjoy the sight of Lois Lane enthusiastically on display for his pleasure. Master Lex's smile only grew bigger as Shureela crawled between my legs and started licking my little kitty. I let out the softest moans of pleasure and smiled at the man who made me as he pulled the African royal's legs apart and thrust his cock between her thighs. Shureela's muffled moans were muffled by the fact that her mouth was busy tasting my cunt.

***

With the real Princess Shureela on ice, The replicant Princess Shureela and bodyguards spent the next few days in Metropolis before returning home to Wachanda with me in my male form constantly by her side. Shureela created quite the scandal walking around flaunting me on her arm and being quite public with her affections for me.

When we finally did depart for Wachanda, I felt myself get excited and nervous. When the air sled passed through the force field around the valley I felt a rush as millions of minds that had been hidden from my psi-sense suddenly blazed in my mind's eye.

The king was waiting for us on the landing pad, his stern face looking displeased.

"Father, this is Alex, my boyfriend. Alex." Shureela looked so nervous before she managed to say. "This is my father. King Teeoutewakawaka, ruler of Wachanda."

I extended my hand towards the king. "It is an honor, your highness." The royal guards stuck glowing energy spears in my face as I approached. The king gave me a harsh, stern look, then looked at his daughter to see that this was important to her.

The king took my hand and gave me a firm, serious handshake.
Millions of nanobots that lined my skin crawled into Teeoutewakawaka's cells and began to multiply. By the time our handshake broke, the Wachandan king's body was saturated with my machines. I forced the king go smile, stretch out his arms and give a big, warm, fatherly laugh. "Welcome!" said Teeoutewakawaka.

I smiled as I thought of how pleased Master Lex would be when I got home and could tell him, mission accomplished.