Ladies and gentlemen, I have returned with the newest edition to the Smallville miniseries. To let you all know, if you are under the age of 18, live where it is unlawful to read this type of story, or find the notion of two women in love with each other offensive and objectionable, then please do us a favor and leave now for your own sakes and good. The following characters are property of Gough Millar Ink, Tollin-Robbins Prods., DC Comics, and WB TV, no copyright infringement is intended, whatsoever. I repeat, the following characters are property of the afore mentioned above so therefore again, no copyright infringement is intended again, whatsoever. Any further questions before we resume our story? If not, then let us resume where we left off, shall we?
SMALLVILLE: A NEW BEGINNING-PART 4
by Keith
The expensively attired attorney who had sprung Skunkface, Philbert the Animal, Mad Dog, and Turk had taken them to see their benefactor, who was in the heart of downtown Smallville.
Stink E. Cheez's Adult Cabaret and Pizza Parlor was smack dab in the middle of downtown Smallville, but there had been considerable controversy pertaining to this establishment. Since it was first opened, less than a year ago, there had been protests and squabbles between community activists and the owners of the place regarding questionable ethics pertaining to the club. It was, as its name implies, an adult night club with a pizza parlor built in to provide cover lest any suspicion be spotlit its way. The Sheriff's Department had been trying to close it down, but to no avail. Stink E. Cheez's was here to stay and it would take a lot more than just mere legal authority to close it down completely and for good.
Inside, it was a scene straight out of any Vegas area stripclub. Topless waitresses were serving the pizza, soft drinks, and ice cream floats while the roster of female performers danced nude up on the stage. It looked like any nude club as the attorney escorted the four bikers to the back rooms where their benefactor was keeping office. Once inside, the four motorcycle thugs were confronted by 7 of the most wanted criminals ever in both Metropolis and Gotham City combined.
At the head of pack behind his desk was Boris "Boxy" Birnbaum, a shrewd and cagey ne'er do well who was holding court. He was snappily attired in the business suit of an old time 30's era gangster as was his 6 other associates.
Ricky "Ratnose" Riccoletto looked like a rodent complete with whiskers and downwardly protruding upper incisors; Pauly "the Pigman" Puccino was the most corpulant of them all and he looked like a swine too with his upturned nose. Sylvio "Scarface"Scolese had a scar that ran down the left side of his well groomed mug as his nose was bulbous just like Boxy's. Ginivere "Jazzy" Gennaro was the most beautiful and sophisticated looking of the bunch. Her skirt suit was well pressed as she was the most polished and dapper of the gang. Completing the den of cutthroats, murderers, and thieves were the newly sprung Benny "the Bull" Brennan and Micky "the Kid" Quinn. They all sat at either side of a lengthy rectangular boardroom styled table with Boxy's desk at the far end ruling over them all.
"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in from the pokey just now,fellas!", said the head of the gangsters with an arrogance and snide pompousness that was unrivaled.
"Who the fuck are you and why'd cha drag us here?", asked Philbert impersonally.
"Sit down so I can tell youse guys", ordered Boxy as the rest of his gang motioned for the bikers to take their seats facing the leader of the pack.
"Dah boss wants a woid witchouse mugs", said Pigman as he looked to Boxy, waiting for him to start the meeting.
Folding his hands into each other as his elbows were on the desk he sat at, Boxy began the meeting in earnest.
"I need some muscle to watch over dah club and the operation we's got workin here in dis boig", said Boxy as the bikers looked on.
"Operation? What operation?", asked Skunkface.
"You'll soon find out", said Boxy as he motioned for them all to rise up and follow him out of the main backroom office and down the hall. The red lights that flickered on and off in the dimly lit corridor illuminated the path as Boxy and his crew led the bikers to a door. Jazzy knocked three times and they all waited for a few minutes. In no time, the door was opened and they were all let inside for the boss of the crew to reveal to them the operation he wanted the four motorcyclists to watch over.
Meanwhile....
Upstairs in her room, Lana could not help but still dream about her first sexual encounter with the lady of the Kent property, but throughout her dreams, she was troubled. What if she had become pregnant by Clark's mother? What would she tell Martha, Jonathan, and....Clark? She asked those questions to herself over and over again, but still could not help but pine longingly and plaintively in her heart for the woman of the farm who had stolen her heart, for her to willingly give to her in the process. As she lay under the covers in her bed with just her mini nightshirt to cover her beautiful nakedness, she could not also help but lick her lips as she thought of Martha's supercock and the super powered sperm that ejaculated into her mouth and vagina. Her sperm would make her strong, make her able to levitate and fly, ran swiftly with the wind,and read the minds and thoughts of those within her presence. Still, Lana lay back in her bed as she ran her hand down slowly to her private parts and gently rubbed herself to help her fall to sleep. She sighed softly so as not to awaken her parents and aunt who was staying with them as she slowly pleasured herself to a state of bliss as she had a most compelling and intriguing dream....
In the dream, she would find herself in Smallville City Park with Clark. He was older than her, but had somehow become infatuated with him as she began to ask him something that only he should know.
"Clark, can we talk candidly for a moment?"
"Sure, Lana. What is it?"
They sat down on a park bench nearest the path as passerby made their way to and fro as Lana got down to the heart of the matter.
"Do you love me?"
Knowing that it was a silly question, Clark humored her as he told her....
"Well of course, but more as a kid sister than anything else. You were very young when you came to help me and my folks out at the farm,so what's up?"
"Oh, there is so much for me to tell you and only for you to know that I don't know where to begin....." said Lana as she thought for a moment, then said back to Clark....
"Awww to heck with it....Clark, I'm pregnant....."
Her words trailed off as she watched his expression. He was puzzled beyond belief as he looked at her confusedly.
"How could this be? Or more importantly, am I the father?"
Lana was expecting Clark to ask her if he was the father of her soon to be born child, but deep down inside her heart, she knew better so she told him directly.
"No Clark, you're not the father....your mother is...."
All was silent between them as she watched Clark's expression again for any potential trouble. He was even more shocked by what he heard. So shocked, in fact, he did not know whether or not to be angry or otherwise. He thought to himself for a moment before looking back at Lana.
"Lana, are you sure my mother's the father of your baby? Are you really sure?"
"Yes, Clark. I'm sure of it! I know it in my heart that your mother is the father of my baby! I'm not asking you to accept this, but please try to understand?"
Lana pleaded with Clark as she lay her hands upon his own as she stared into his eyes plaintively and pleadingly. The tears were in her eyes they trickled down her cheeks as she looked at Clark, fearfully of what he might do next.
All Clark could do was look at Lana before he gently let go of her hands, stood up, and began to walk away from her as she still sat on the bench in the park.
"Clark, where are you going?"
"To confront my mother about this", said him taciturnly, but stopped for a moment to look back at her with anger in his eyes.
"I hope that you're fucking with my head and not my heart because if you're not then someone's gonna be real, real sorry."
He turned his back and stormed down the park and out towards the crosswalk to wait for the light to change for him to cross. Lana, fearful and sorrowful for having told him, followed him out of the park, desperately trying to stop him before he did something he would regret for the rest of his life.
"Clark, stop right now! If you hurt your mother, I'll never forgive you! Do you understand me?!"
She gave to chase after Clark as he crossed the street when suddenly......
Lana awoke in a sweat under the covers with her eyes open as she felt nauseous in her stomach. She gasped silently as she got out of bed and walked down the hall towards the bathroom. She did not see her Aunt Nelle, who had a hard time trying to get to sleep as she saw her go into the bathroom and shut the door behind her.
"Lana, honey, are you all right?", asked Nelle as she knocked on the door.
"I'm fine, Aunt Nelle. Go back to sleep" said Lana from inside, but the older woman would not be going back to bed anytime soon.
"Lana, you open up this door right now, do you hear me, young lady?", asked Nelle more forcefully as she knocked on the door three more times, this time awakening her parents. Mr. and Mrs. Lang were out of bed as they walked towards the bathroom to see what the commotion was.
"Nelle, what's going on here?"
"I think your daughter's sick or something", said Nelle to her older brother as she was about to knock on the door again, but Mr. Lang stopped her.
Mrs. Lang walked up to the door and knocked gently on it.
"Lana, are you sure you're okay? Do you want to go to the hospital just in case?"
"No, Mom. I'm fine. It's just that I had something to eat that was disagreeing with my stomach, that's all."
"Well, you just let me know if you need to go just in case, promise?"
"I promise, Mom",said Lana from inside the bathroom as Mrs. Lang turned to her sister in law.
"Why don't you go back to sleep, Nelle? I'm sure it's just a case of stomach flu", said Mrs. Lang to her sister in law as they she escorted the older woman back to her room as Mr. Lang, seeing that his only child would need to be alone decided to follow suit and returned with his wife and sister to their bedrooms.
Inside the bathroom, sensing that she was alone for the hall was quiet, Lana stood before the mirror and looked at her reflection. As she did just that, she looked down her body and lifted up her white mini nightshirt. She was still naked underneath the garment she wore to bed each and every night and rubbed herself down there in her private parts before stopping near her navel. Immediately, she was overcome by a calming and soothing sensation that emanated invisibly from within her young and supple body as she closed her eyes to converse with whatever was developing inside of her.
"It's just me, Claire, baby, your mother. I can feel you inside of me and within me, but I don't know if I can keep you a secret for much longer", pleaded Lana to her embryonic daughter who was developing inside her womb. She can feel her and Martha's baby which compelled her to resolve to tell Martha, Jonathan....and Clark!
She told herself, ' I'm going to tell them all , regardless of whether or not Clark is willing to accept it.'
"Oh, Diana.....I didn't know you tasted this good", cooed Lois to the Amazon back in the apartment she lived in downtown Metropolis.
"Th-thanks...Lois" responded Diana in a rather confused and awkward manner. She did not count on anyone going down on her and sucking her massive cock in the ladies' room of the pool hall where they and the boys played earlier that evening.
It was known for a long time on Themyscira, where Diana was born, that her father was the Goddess of the Moon and the Hunt,also known as Artemis. Her mother, Queen Hippolyta of the Amazons had pined for a child of her own when one night in the private chambers of her palace overlooking the decidedly gyno-phallic architecture of the city she ruled, the Goddess of the Moon and the Hunt came a-calling to her. The Queen welcomed her into her bedchamber and made love to each other by the light of the full moon. When it was over, Hippolyta would give birth to her only child, a daughter, and as the Princess of the Amazons grew amongst her people, it became apparent that she had been born with a penis for a clitoris, but when it came time for Diana to leave her people to go about in the outside world of mortals, her mother made her swear to keep her sexual nonconformity a secret between them and them alone.
Now, the secret had been discovered by the Daily Planet's ace reporter and she would be a the mercy of the woman she was slowly falling in love with.
Diana and Lois were alone together in her bedroom of the apartment the latter resided in. It was late and she needed to get up early to report the Planet for her meeting staff meeting with Perry White.
As they lay together in her bed, under the covers, Diana could not help but feel herself be embraced by Lois from behind. They both attempted to go to sleep, but somehow, sleep would be the last thing on both of their minds as Lois got on top of Diana and seated herself over her amazing cock! Diana had no choice but to go with the flow, enjoy the heat of the moment as Lois rocked her crotch to and fro, rubbing Diana's penis as it was inside of her. The Amazon had no choice but to hold onto Lois's hips for dear life as she was about cum. When Diana did, she could no longer hold back as her semen entered into Lois's birth canal as they both stifled their moans of pleasure, but suddenly something else happened....
They could feel themselves levitate off the bed and float in midair as they looked at each other deeply into each other's eyes. As they embraced each other, Lois held onto Diana for dear life as they made love to each other some more as the ace reporter disappeared and reappeared ever so often into the night. Diana was too much in ecstacy to even notice Lois as she was about to near another climax inside her womb.....
Finally, as they lay in bed together, Lois said to Diana....
"It was wonderful, Diana. Just wonderful", she said to the Amazon lovingly and satisfiedly as they both fell into a deep sleep....
Meanwhile, back at the Kent farm outside of Smallville.....
Martha could not sleep as she dragged herself out of bed. She walked down the hall, down the stairs and into the kitchen to fix herself a cup of instant coffee. Once done, she took herself and her mug and placed herself before the fireplace on one of the two easy chairs she and Jonathan had in their possession. She lit up the hearth with a match and sat back on her chair, relaxing as she sipped her instant coffee. As she sipped and stared into the fireplace as it crackled and burned brightly and warmly, Martha could not help but daydream so to speak. She imagined herself married with Lana....and child....and the child they had together would be named Claire! All the while as she daydreamed into the rest of the night,she knew in her heart she had to tell Clark that Jonathan was dying and soon, but she also felt something more pressing as wrestled with the decision to whether or not tell Clark that Lana would be pregnant with her baby.
She sipped some more coffee as she stared into the fireplace coming to terms with had just happened between them and the both of them.
However, this story is not over as of yet....not by a long shot!
TO BE CONTINUED
If you have any questions or anything else, please let me know at stonefeet@hotmail.com. I will see if I can answer them as soon as I can. This is Keith signing off for the moment,over and out and bye for now.