"So yeah, your Mom was some kinda witch and even after she died, she's still kinda-sorta haunting me. Or at least, she appeared a few times to tell me you were in danger and guided me towards you, and then she told me to use the necklace to save you." I casually explained the situation to the teary-eyed girl.
*Sniff~!* She sniffled loudly, and then wiped her eyes, "Fine. I forgive you."
"I forgive you too." I hugged the cute brat and then breathed out a long sigh, "Anyway, we should keep moving. They'll probably send like… Dogs and possibly superhuman monsters after us soon."
"You're naked now. Are you okay?" She looked at the dried blood and scorch marks on my body, but when she rubbed them off, my skin was nice and healthy underneath.
"It's okay. I got hurt but I'm better already." I snickered and picked the girl up in my arms as she hugged my neck, "I'll carry you back home if I have to…"
"You're so cool!" She kissed my cheek and giggled, "Clark, I have to pee."
"Of course you do." I rolled my eyes. She was still a four year old kid after all.
"I've never peed outside before." I put her down and looked embarrassed, "Can you help me?"
"Help you how? Just take your pants and panties off, squat down and squirt. Not that complicated." I helped her out as much as I could, but really, what the fuck was I supposed to do?
"I feel dirty." She complained because she didn't have any toilet paper to wipe herself off with, but that's just how it goes. Besides, we were both kinda covered in blood, gore, dirt and soot at this point. A little piss didn't make much of a difference.
I picked the brat up and carried her for several hours at a reasonable pace. Obviously I couldn't run at any crazy speeds, but jogging at the speed of a bike through the mountains and forests was still pretty intense for a four year old girl.
I wanna say my arms and legs were tired, but they weren't. I wasn't tired at all. Lena took a nap, while I was jogging for hours on end, but I was fine and she was exhausted and sore. So we found a giant tree with a hole in it as our resting place for a while… A hiding place too.
"What's taking Lex so long?" Lena grumbled as she cuddled up against my side. I was naked, but I didn't feel cold at all. On the other hand, the little girl was shivering. Even in her pajamas, she was still cold in this weather. Although it was still warm in Kansas, it was already an icy hell up north. Autumn is like that.
"I have no idea." I didn't wanna tell her the very real possibility that her brother was the one responsible for this shit, or that her brother might be dead, or that we might be in some hell dimension and all of this was just an illusion… Fucking DC Universe.
I'm also not dumb enough to expect Lex Luthor to be an evil piece of shit just because he's usually the antagonist in Superman and DC Comics in general. This is obviously not a main universe that I'm familiar with and there are more than a few good or at least morally gray Lex Luthors out there. In fact, in Smallville, a big part of what turned Lex into a bad guy was Clark not trusting him and hiding so much shit from the bald bastard. The fact that he was a 21 year old man hanging around with a bunch of teenagers is relatively mundane compared to the absolute evil fuckery he's responsible for in other universes.
"I'm so hungry." Lena muttered, "And sleepy."
*Chuck-chuck-chuck-chuck~!* The helicopters circling overhead made it a little difficult for me to go find her some food, "Just take a nap. I'll go hunt for something when it gets dark."
"Woof~! Woof-woof~!" And there were the dogs.
"Clark!" Lena teared up, hugging me tightly, "What do we do?!"
"Well, yelling probably won't help us hide better." I was thinking about going out and killing everyone, though I wasn't sure how realistic that option would be… They might have superhuman monsters that are stronger than me-
*Boom~!* Something exploded. Then there was a lot of shouting, another explosion or two, followed by more gunshots and screaming. I hugged the trembling girl who was terrified, but had a smile on my face.
"Seems like your brother finally arrived." As I said that, I could hear a large group of people approaching rapidly.
"Lex is here?!" Lena shouted excitedly and wanted to peek outside, but I pulled her back.
"Wait. Just in case it's not them." I whispered and then poked my bulletproof head out instead. There was a tall, obviously handsome clean-shaven bald dude in a gray suit. Well, it's debatable whether he shaved his face or if it was naturally like that. His cold green eyes stared down at me for a moment, then moved to the little girl that crawled out next to me.
"Lex!" She screamed and ran over to jump into the smiling man's arms.
"Lena! I'm so glad you're safe!" He hugged her and I couldn't tell if he was faking it or actually cared about the little girl. Either way, his fancy suit was definitely ruined.
"Uh, hi, thanks for rescuing us!" I crawled out and smiled up at the giant man. Well, he was probably only 6'2", but he looked giant from my perspective. I looked around at his entourage, a bunch of random men and women in black combat gear. Honestly not that different-looking than the fuckers that kidnapped Lena, but I wasn't gonna say anything about it. Black was pretty common for combat gear used at night. Though it was the middle of the day.
"Thank you for helping me find and save my precious sister, Clark." Lex leaned down and picked me up just as easily as he did his sister. It was a little weird being carried like a baby by Lex Luthor, but hey, I'm not complaining. I'd rather he treated me like a baby brother than a potential enemy.
Also, realistically speaking, when the Kryptonians eventually arrive to fuck with me, I'd rather have him on my side than unnecessarily against me. The question is whether I can actually manipulate someone that's supposed to be one of the smartest people in the multiverse?
Oh well, better not to worry about this kinda shit now. I'm only four fucking years old!
What I should be worrying about is going to kindergarten next year!
***
On the helicopter ride home, Lena was sleeping against her brother's chest, while I was sitting on his left. They cleaned us both off and gave us a change of clothes. I was actually wearing my own brown shorts and white t-shirt. Lena was in blue pajamas now.
"How much did you tell my parents?" I looked up and saw that he was staring at me, like he was looking at a strange creature. Or maybe he had bad eyesight, like I did in my last life. No, he's Lex Luthor, he'd just get Lasik or invent some super awesome eyeball repair nanites.
"That you were kidnapped like my sister. We found where you were being held and rescued you both." He raised an eyebrow, "How much do they know about your abilities?"
"You're trying to get me to reveal my superpowers." I rolled my eyes, "I'm super strong and super durable, and super uh…"
"Endurance, vitality, speed, reflexes, your powers are quite rare." He smirked, "I'm more interested in your… Ruthlessness. And the maturity of your mind."
"Don't tell my parents I killed people." I frowned, "And don't tell them I told you about my powers. They're gonna be angry enough as it is… I don't want them to treat me like a monster."
I know they wouldn't. I'm their precious baby. But having secrets is a form of bonding, right? At least it seems to work pretty well in most cases. Unless the secret is something super fucked up and the other person is a little bitch.
"You did what needed to be done." Lex wrapped his left arm around me and pulled me against his chest, "Get some rest. I'll wake you up when we get home."
Umm, am I being kidnapped this time?
Either way, I couldn't sleep. I was still full of energy and the sun was shining in the windows of the helicopter. But at the very least, I could still close my eyes and pretend like I'm sleeping. Though Lex would probably be able to tell, because he's too smart to fall for a trick like that.
***
The rest of the ride was awkwardly quiet. I mean, for a helicopter. Lex didn't say anything, Lena didn't snore, I was just chilling there and trying to be ready for something crazier to happen. But nope. We reached the helipad in the yard of his fancy castle estate. He carried us both out. Then my parents picked me up a few hours later.
Nothing particularly overdramatic or crazy happened. Mom and Dad didn't scold me like I expected. They were just thankful I was safe. They knew I wasn't kidnapped even before I said anything, but they didn't blame me for saving my little girlfriend again. They were just worried about my secret getting exposed and me getting taken by the government, but now I saved my friend from getting taken from the government… So yeah, their fears weren't wrong. I was afraid of the fucking government too. But what were we gonna do about it?
Anyway, in the end… Life went on as usual after that. Lois obviously had other things to deal with and didn't bother us again. Lex and Lena didn't stop by and say hi or anything really. I wondered if we were being monitored, but I couldn't see or hear anything at least.
I needed to train my abilities and get stronger though. I didn't wanna be in that kinda position again. Relying on fucking magic to save my friend or needing to kill people with guns… I'm Superman goddamn it! If I wanna murder someone I should wipe them out with eye beams or rip their fucking bodies apart with my bare hands!
How did I get stronger faster?
"Clark, you know we don't mind, but you're getting older now." Martha crouched down next to me and pinched my little dick with her fingers, "You can't just go showing off your little willy to the world. It's immoral and illegal."
"Mom, I'm obviously not gonna run around naked in public. But I gotta train my superpowers and sunbathing naked is better than wearing clothes, right?" I was sunbathing on the roof of the fucking barn too! She literally got a ladder out to climb up here and play with my dick, right?
"Are you okay?" She let go of my hardening penis and sat down next to me on the slightly slanted white roof, "Of course you're not okay."
"I'm just worried about the future." I looked over at her ass crack that peeked out behind her blue jeans, then up at her pretty face. Those blue eyes were looking down at me. Why does everyone have blue eyes?
"You're way too young to be worrying about the future." Mom sighed dramatically and started running her fingers through my hair, "You shouldn't have to worry about getting kidnapped or saving your friends. You should just be playing and having fun. It's almost summer and in September, you'll be going to kindergarten."
"Is it really necessary to go to kindergarten though? Or school in general? Can't you guys just homeschool me? I'm pretty sure I can pass any tests they give me for the year." I didn't wanna be around a bunch of little kids my age. Lena wasn't bad, because she was literally a super genius. But regular children? What if they annoy me so much I accidentally unlock my heat vision?
"Clark, your father and I know how smart you are, but even geniuses need to learn how to fit in with normal people." She pet my head like I was a puppy or kitten as usual. Then she reached over with the other hand and pinched my hard cock with a smirk on her face, "And maybe if you're around boys and girls your own age, you won't be getting hard looking at old women."
"Mom, you're not old." I mean seriously, she's only in her mid forties at most. Older than when I died for sure, but only about ten years. Also, I'm more scared of getting horny around little kids than accidentally hurting people. Especially Kindergarteners for fuck's sake!
"You're so cute." Martha chuckled and looked at my dick for a few seconds, "Has your Dad taught you how to play with yourself yet?"
"Of course not." I felt her moving her finger and thumb up and down my tiny prick at a slow pace, "That feels really good, Mom."
"It's supposed to feel good." She smiled and peeked down over the edge of the roof. I looked over there too and saw Dad driving a tractor around. It was planting time. So the fields were basically just empty soil at the moment.
"Don't tell your father about this." Martha laid down on her side next to me and stopped playing with my cock so that she could unbutton her flannel shirt. She wasn't even wearing a bra, so it was pretty easy for her to pull out her left titty, "Be gentle. I know you're a lot stronger now."
"I'm always gentle with you, Mom." I sucked her hard nipple into my mouth and started licking it carefully.
"Nmm, Clark… Mnn, let me know if any women try to do this with you, okay?" She reached down and started stroking my cock again with her fingers. Rubbing my tip against her belly, "I love you so much, nnmm…"
I sucked and licked her nipple, while moving my hand down her back. My right thigh rubbed up against her crotch and even through her jeans and panties, I could feel the dampness. I tried to reach down and grab her ass but my arms were too short.
"Lord forgive me…" She murmured softly as she subtly humped my thigh while stroking my tiny cock. Grabbing it with her whole hand, she moved faster, especially once my precum leaked out and her hand was drenched. I looked up at her chin and neck, but couldn't really see her face. The scent was still the same though and her hands still felt the same, but my paranoid brain made me reach up and turn her head towards me.
"I'm sorry, Clark." Mom bit her lower lip and had tears in her eyes as her body trembled from the pleasure, "Please don't tell your father about this… Don't tell anyone." She was still trembling as she hugged me against her chest. My cock pressed into her belly button and her hands grabbed my ass cheeks tightly.
*Pop~!*
"Aaah~!" She yelped and spasmed from the force of my cumshot in her bellybutton! It wasn't the end though. I pulled my hips back and another bolt of super cum sprayed against her crotch! "Oh my God, Clark!" She squeezed my ass harder and pushed my prick between her thighs, where the third spurt shot out all over her ass!
"Sorry, sorry Mom… Umm, I wanted to warn you, but I didn't think it'd happen so fast." I was embarrassed and also kinda worried that I hurt her bellybutton. Would be super awkward if she had to go to the hospital and explain what the fuck happened. Thankfully I'm not really producing sperm yet. Otherwise I have no idea what it'll be like… What if my Kryptonian sperm cells just try to impregnate all of her normal cells and she… Okay, that's ridiculous. That's not canon at all, but it would make sense though.
"It's okay, Sweetie. You didn't do anything wrong. This is just… This is perfectly normal." She didn't wanna tell me I was weird, "Just warn me in the future."
"You'll help me out like this in the future too?" I kinda expected this to be a one-time event.
"As long as you can keep it a secret. But if you tell people about this, then Mom might have to go away for a long time…" She hugged me tightly against her chest and I suckled on her nipple again. I also reached down and tried to unbutton her jeans, but she stopped me, "Clark, I have to go inside and do laundry. I just came over to make sure you were okay… I didn't expect to do something like that."
I stopped sucking her nipple to say, "It's okay Mom, I won't tell anyone." Then started sucking and licking again as she moaned. I reached my hand down inside her waistband of her jeans and panties, running my fingers through her curly pubes.
"Clark, stop-nnm~!" She trembled when I reached her hood and then down to her meat flaps, up again to her little bean. I pushed her over onto her back and poked her soaked crotch with my slimy prick. "Clark, I think… I think both of us need to go inside and take a bath, okay?"
"Okay!" I wasn't gonna say no. But I was kinda concerned. Was this really my Mom or some kinda shapeshifter?
Jesus, I hope she doesn't suddenly turn into the Martian Manhunter. Though I wouldn't mind being molested by M'gann M'orzz… Hmmm, she is coincidentally also a ginger. Martha, M'gann… What if my parents are actually two Martians pretending to be humans? An uncle and niece acting like husband and wife, might also be why I've never seen them fucking?
Or this could just be the Alternate Universe where Martha Kent is a pedophile and I'm overthinking things way too much.
Maybe my Mom is just into Kids?
I mean, if you think about it by normal DC backstory logic, this could actually be one of the fucked up universes where Superman turns out to be a bad guy. Sexually abused by his perverted mother, Clark Kent grew up into a degenerate pervert like Homelander. Maybe Lena was supposed to die and Lex would become evil because of that. Or something like that? I don't know, maybe I should stop thinking so much and just enjoy a nice relaxing bath with my loving Mom?