Mxyzptlk, fifth dimension imp of tremendous power and professional trouble-maker by trade, was bored. Bored bored bored. So bored that he sometimes turned into a wooden board, which also got him annoyed. His normal activity, harassing Superman, had lost its flavor. The boyscout had gotten too good at tricking him into leaving. He had tried switching opponent...
Darksheid fed off Superman’s psychic despair and mental pain. Superman’s despair arose from watching Lois Lane and Wonder Woman give into their lustful needs and the fact that preferred Darksheid’s cocks. Darksheid moved into the lab where Brainiac was hatching his diabolical scheme. “It is done!” exclaimed Brainiac, “The first batch of Supermen ready to i...
It's the first day of a brand new timeline in the DC universe, and things are about to go nuts: see, this is not DC like everyone's used to, because, other than the weird superheroes supervillains and so on that are about to crawl out of the woodwork, everything is NORMAL. People can die if they get shot, Lex Luthor might KILL Superman with a kryptonite bull...
The following is a work of erotic fiction and includes scenes of sexual activity. It includes characters that are copyrighted by DC Comics. This story is intended for the non-commercial enjoyment of fans and should be considered a parody . No copyright infringement is intended and no profit will be made from the distribution of this story. ***** It had bee...
Chapter 1 I stepped out of my office as the crowd ran past. I heard gunfire and yelling as I asked one of the people what was happening. "It's an attack!" "Call the cops!" "I saw Cheetah and Captain Boomerang robbing the Federal Reserve!" As I called the police and let my coworkers know we might have to evacuate, I heard the sound of a jet fly right out...
Continuing the theme of trying something new, this is a completely different idea and approach to that of 'Vegas', but one that has fascinated me for some time. And in writing this, I have taken on board feedback on my first posting, which suggested a tinge of disappointment with the balance between poker and erotica... there is none of the former and the fo...
The name is Mitchell Jean Baatil. I'm a big and tall young Black man of South African and Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Just a guy coping with a changing world. I'm a student at Pacheco Jackson College, a local four-year school. The school was created in 1989 when two of Massachusetts two-year schools merged to become a four-...
Ted Kord wasn't a superhero anymore. And his life had never been better. He'd had a good time as the Blue Beetle. Made some good friends, went on some adventures, actually accomplished one or two good deeds. Hadn't been raped, or brain-washed into an evil assassin, or killed and been brought back to life with a robot arm (Booster would've liked that). He'd...
A/N: When I created Comic Control I hoped it to be like stories like sidekicks r us or cartoon overlord with a variety of different stories. It's been almost a year and that hasn't happened so I assume the structuring is wrong. Time to change that. You can be anyone within a comic book world, a superpowered villain, a criminal mastermind or even just an aver...
Tommy & Black Canary were sitting in the Batcave, both trying to figure out one thing: "What the fuck happened last night?" Tommy asked. Neither could remember a thing besides an explosion and then suddenly waking up sticky and undressed. Canary shook her head. "I have no idea. Barbara said that the ARGUS guys broke in and we were all passed out. I asked h...