Lori and Clark – The New, New Adventures of Superman – MMC V 6 17/32
By Ken Janney
Warning: This story is rated PG-13.
Disclaimers: The characters in this story are property of DC, December 3rd productions and Warner Bros. No Copyright infringement is intended. I have just borrowed the characters for a short time.
Previously:
When they got back to the cabin Lois put a fresh diaper on CJ and decided to have another suckling session. Lois pulled a bottle of breast milk from the cooler and Clark sat down to talk with Lois while CJ suckled. She would occasionally apply some of the breast milk to encourage CJ and afterward she gave him a bottle of formula. When he finished this he went down for another nap.
After they were back in the living room they snuggled together on the sofa. Lois asked, “Do you really think this is going to work?”
“I think all we have to do is think back on what Herb said. He said he picked up a happy and healthy little boy to take back to his parents, so, I’d say, yeah, it’s going to work.”
“So far this hasn’t been anything like a chore. I’m really enjoying this time alone with you … and CJ.”
“I’m enjoying the time with you too, Honey. Just think, we have two weeks alone, together, just the three of us.”
“Once I’m nursing, I’ll be doing all of the feeding, but, until then, buster, we’re sharing the duties. Last night he was a good boy and slept through the night. That was probably because we interrupted his sleep cycle. I would guess that he’s going to be hungry in the middle of the night. I expect you to take care of him for that mid-night feeding. I’ll be doing it all soon enough.
Clark was chuckling as he said, “No problem. I look forward to the one-on-one time with him, without his mother’s interference.”
“*Interference*!!! What do you mean, interference?”
“Oh, nothing, it’s just, if you’re asleep, I’ll be able to start teaching him how to throw a ball.” He was no longer able to keep a straight face as he finished up and started laughing.
Lois joined in and asked, “Don’t you think that is a little premature?”
“You never can tell with these super babies. They could be capable of just about anything.”
“Did Jonathan teach you to throw a ball at his age?”
“I honestly don’t remember. I’ll have to ask him the next time I see him.”
She started making little figures on his chest as she thought and finally voiced her wonder, “Super baby, a *super* baby, *three quarters* super, three quarters *Kryptonian*. How can that happen?”
“Remember what Herb said, ‘Too much information too soon is not good.’ We’re just going to have to accept that as fact.”
“I can accept it. I don’t have to like it, but, I can accept it.”
And now:
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Chapter 16 – Success
June 14, 1997
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Universal Locator designation
Alpha 023 x Gamma 004 x Tau -120 local designation - Prime
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After a while Lois said, “Okay, here’s the thing, I’ve been giving this some thought and I think that, just so Lois and Clark being away doesn’t correspond to Superman being away, you need to go back and do some patrols. Now would be a good time. I can relax a while and when CJ wakes up we can have another suckling session. Why don’t we plan on you doing a couple of patrols a day like that?”
“If you won’t mind, okay, but, what if I get tied up with something. Will you be okay?”
Lois moved over and picked up her purse. She opened it and reached inside. When she pulled her hand out it was holding an oversized watch. As soon as Clark saw it he nodded in understanding. She said, “You obviously remember this.”
Clark replied, “Of course, Jimmy’s signal watch. I haven’t seen that in years.”
“Jimmy stopped wearing it when it didn’t appear to be effective. You never explained what happened when he used it. A long time ago I got him to loan it to me, just in case. I don’t know if the hypersonic signal will carry all the way to Metropolis or not, but I have it, just in case.”
Clark spun into his Suit and said, “Okay, this shouldn’t take too long.”
“Hurry back. We’ll miss you while you’re gone.”
Clark started to smile at the use of the plural. He said, “I’ll hurry back to my family.” He stepped out the door and with a whoosh he was gone.
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When Clark arrived in Metropolis he did a loop over Suicide Slum and then did a loop around Hobbs Bay before moving over center city. All seemed quiet, perhaps too quiet.
He was flying past the Planet when he heard an alarm suddenly go off. Turning his head he located the source. Changing course he increased speed and swooped down just as a robber was exiting a jewelry store. He had his gun pointed into the store. Clark could hear him saying, “Think you’re smart, and setting off the alarm? Take this.” He pulled the trigger.
With a burst of speed Superman crashed through the display window and intercepted the bullet in flight. He reversed course and exited the building. When he did he spotted the robber only a few paces away and running. Superman arced over him and landed in front of him. Spotting him the crook stopped and not knowing what else to do he aimed and fired, repeatedly, until he exhausted all of his ammo.
When Superman saw him aim his gun he stopped and stood still, deciding that as long as he allowed himself to be the target he could control the situation. As the crook fired Superman’s hands became a blur as he intercepted each slug, snatching it out of mid-air. When the crook had expended his last round Superman opened his hands and allowed the slugs to fall to the sidewalk. With a look of disbelief on his face the crook dropped his gun and put his hands up. The patrolman on the beat came running up. Superman looked around and saw the jewelry store owner running up and said, “I think that jewelry store owner will press charges.” To the owner Superman said, “Are you all right sir?”
“Yes, I am, thanks to you! If you hadn’t stopped that bullet I’d have been hurt, if not killed. He had aimed right at me.”
Superman said, “I’m sorry about the window.”
“Don’t worry about that! It’s a small price to pay for my life, besides, I’m insured.”
The patrolman put the cuffs on the perpetrator and read him his rights. As soon as he had done this he keyed the mic to his radio and requested a black-n-white to come pick up the prisoner. He left the gun lay where it was until the car would arrive with an evidence kit.
The patrolman said, “Thanks Superman. He might have gotten away if not for you.”
“You’re welcome. That’s what I’m here for. I do what I can to help.”
“That you do and we appreciate it.”
“I can see that you have everything under control now, so I’ll be on my way.”
As Superman was lifting off the shop owner shouted again, “Thanks Superman!”
Superman looked back and waved to him then he put on a burst of speed. The people on the west side of town heard a sonic boom as Superman was leaving the precincts of Metropolis.
When he reached the area of Smallville Clark checked and saw that his parents had arrived back home safely from Metropolis so he decided to stop. Landing he spun into his jeans and top and jogged onto the porch. Entering the house he closed the door and walked to the kitchen.
When he entered the kitchen, Martha was surprised and said, “Oh no, what’s happened? Is there a problem?”
“No, no problem. We decided that I should do some patrols of Metropolis so that Superman isn’t away at the same time as Clark Kent. I just broke up a robbery and was on my way back. When did you guys get back?”
Jonathan answered, “Just a little while ago. We got lucky. There was a flight out almost as soon as we got to the airport.”
Clark replied, “I’m glad it went okay. If you guys hadn’t had to pack up and all of that I would have given you a ride back. As I was passing I had an idea, Dad; don’t you have an old generator that the motor quit on?”
“That old rust bucket? Yeah, I still have it. I’ve been thinking about replacing the motor so that it would be available in case a tornado took out the power lines. It’s out in the barn. I’ll show it to you,” Jonathan said as they exited the kitchen door.
“Could I borrow it for a while?”
“Sure, what are you going to do with it? That motor won’t run.”
“I don’t need the motor. I thought that it might be nice to have a power source to recharge our battery operated appliances. I can take a laptop to the island and we can use it to play movies and also type up a diary of our time with CJ so that we could send it back with him when he goes home.”
Jonathan said, “That sounds like a good idea. Let’s go out to the barn and get it out.”
They went out to the barn and after uncovering the generator Clark removed the motor leaving only the generator portion and the armature free. He would be using his hand to spin the armature to generate power.
Spinning back into his Suit he took off and flew back to Metropolis. Landing in the back yard he let himself back into the house. He picked up their camera and a laptop which along with a CD player and a selection of CDs which he placed into a backpack and closing up the house again took off for Smallville. Arriving there he thanked his dad and picking up the stripped down generator he headed for the island again.
Lois was sitting outside the cabin in a lounge chair with CJ at her breast when he landed. He set the generator down and just stood there looking at her for several minutes, marveling. It just looked so natural and wonderful he could feel an outpouring of love for her because of what she was doing.
His emotions must have been visible because she said, “Yeah, me too. I never would have thought that I’d enjoy this, but I do. It just feels so … natural. What’s all that?”
“That’s an afterthought. I thought I’d bring us some entertainment.” He shrugged the backpack off and revealed the camera, laptop, CD player and CDs. “I also thought it would be good to keep a diary of our time with CJ, for us and also so that we’d have something to send back, along with him. We can include pictures as well as notes. I know I’d want something like that if I were in this position.” He picked up the camera and threatened to take her picture, naked with CJ at her breast.
She glared at him and said, “You do that and we might just have to depend on the pills and him sucking to get my milk started. If you were doing all of the processing and printing that might be one thing, but, I don’t want anyone else seeing me like this.”
Clark immediately didn’t care for her veiled threat of “No sex.” So he hastily he put the camera down and said, “I don’t want anyone else seeing you like this either. The camera is strictly for pictures of CJ. Now, if you had your bikini on and were holding him, then maybe. That way we can send pictures along with a diary to his parents.”
“Okay, but only if I get a chance to take pictures of you in your Speedos with him. Tit for tat!”
“Are you sure his parents would want to see pictures of me?”
At the mention of the parents Lois got a look of compassion on her face, “You know, I’m glad you thought of that. I’m sure a diary and pictures would be appreciated.”
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That night CJ woke up at about 3:30 AM. Lois woke up and felt Clark’s side of the bed which was empty. She looked over and saw Clark picking up CJ. He said, “I’ll take care of him. Soon enough you’ll have to be the one to feed him in the middle of the night. You go back to sleep.”
“I’ve got news for you, buster, once my milk comes in I will be expressing extra so that you can take care of at least some of the mid-night feedings.”
Giving her a leer Clark replied, “I look forward to it, especially watching as you collect it.”
The look on her face was one of pure love as she rolled over and pulled the sheet over herself. She said, “Thanks.” A couple of minutes later her even breathing told him she was asleep again. He carried CJ into the other room and prepared his bottle. When he finished eating and Clark had burped him he rocked him to sleep and then carried him back and placed him in his crib. Returning to bed he pulled her over into an embrace. She mumbled something unintelligible but, didn’t awaken. CJ slept through the rest of the night.
They enjoyed playing with and taking care of CJ, sharing the duties. There were few distractions so they were able to devote a majority of their time to getting to know CJ’s little quirks.
Clark did his daily patrols, not all of which wound up in his having to intercede in problems,
A lot of time was spent on the beach. Lois would lather CJ up with sun screen and Clark would lather up Lois and they would, all three, lay out for a time. Occasionally they would take CJ into the gentle surf to play. They put him on his belly where his hands could just touch the waves as they came in.
Several times Lois put on a dress and Clark flew them to Hawaii for a movie and dinner.
Through the course of the next ten days they maintained an aggressive schedule with CJ suckling more than an hour a day and she and Clark coming together, in more ways than one, many times more than three times a day.
Lois could literally feel the changes as they were occurring in her body. Her breasts were becoming more and more sensitive and both she and Clark could tell that they were enlarging.
Suddenly on the tenth day when she put CJ to her breast for a suckling session she could feel a flow of liquid through her nipples and a look of intense pleasure swept over her features. Excitedly she said, “Clark, he’s feeding! I’m feeding him! It worked, I’m nursing! It feels wonderful. I don’t know if I’ll be able to fill him yet, but, it’s a start. Now, I’m really his mother. Go ahead CJ, take as much as you can.”
Both Clark and Lois were surprised that Lois had an increased appetite for sexual encounters with the successful nursing. It just seemed like nursing and sex went together. Fortunately, Superman was happy to oblige her.
By the time they went home, Lois was able to provide all that CJ needed and Lois was feeling very fulfilled in her role of a nursing mother, something she would never have considered possible, previously.
They returned to Metropolis on Saturday. They evaluated the rooms in the house and decided that the room next to theirs was best suited to be used as a nursery. Lois had CJ in his carrier the entire time they were discussing colors and decorations deciding on a theme as they looked over the room. Clark wanted a football theme while Lois wanted teddy bears. They came up with a compromise. The lamps and such would be teddy bears, but, the wall would bear a mural of a football team made up of teddy bears with teddy bear fans in the stands.
The first purchase was paint for the walls. Clark taped, spackled and prepped the walls and then painted. He used his heat vision to hasten the drying process and then they went out to purchase the rest of the furniture they would need. By the end of the day the room was all put together and Lois was able to use her new rocking chair to feed CJ and then she changed him and put him down in his own crib for his nap.
Lois just stood in the doorway of *his* room and marveled at his very presence. She looked around and had to chuckle when her eyes fell upon the mural that Clark had come up with. There was an amused look on her face as she contemplated it. The teddy bear quarterback, who was wearing a white Metros jersey, was back with his arm cocked to make a pass while he was being rushed by two teddy bears wearing the green of the Philadelphia Eagles. She flicked the light switch and the night light came on providing a gentle glow. The baby monitor was turned on and she could hear his gentle breathing on the base station.
Clark stole up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She leaned her head back against his chest and released a happy sigh. She placed her hands over his and moved them up until they cupped her breasts and then she said, “I’m actually feeding him with these. I’m actually able to be his mother. Do you know how good that feels?”
He gave her breasts a gentle squeeze and said, “I think I have an idea, but, it is impossible for me to really know. I am happy for you. What you have with him is a very special relationship, unlike anything I could ever have. I can change him, burp him and play with him, but, I could never feed him. That is something only you can do. I’m happy for you, that you can do this for him.”
“It really is special. It makes me feel so … fulfilled … as a woman. I really hope that he is ours, that we can have children. I know he’s ours, but only for a little while. I have to look forward to the day … the day that we can have our own, if that day ever actually happens.”
“Honey, he has to be proof that we can. Look at him. He looks just like my baby pictures with one exception. He has your smile.”
Lois giggled and said, “Yeah, he kinda does, doesn’t he?”
“Come on; let’s let him get some sleep.” Clark took her hand and led her to the living room. They settled on the couch and Lois snuggled up to him as he played with her hair.
Lois asked, “What are we going to do when it’s time to give him up?”
“Well, when Herb comes to pick him up we just hand him over so that he can go home. We aren’t going to have to worry about that for a while. We’ve only had him a couple of weeks. We have plenty of time for that.”
“But, what if we really get attached to him? I mean, I can feel this connection, this bond that is forming. Every time I put him to my breast it gets stronger. It’s going to get to the point that I’m not going to want to give him up.”
“Honey, we can’t afford to get that attached. Sooner or later, he has to go back to his parents. We have to maintain some distance.”
“I don’t see how I’m going to be able to do that. Every time I feed him … that’s me that he’s drinking … me he’s feeding on … my body that is sustaining his life.”
“Yeah, I can see that, but, we still need to keep a distance.”
“I can’t. I just won’t be able to. It’s just too much to ask.”
Suddenly they both became aware of tiny baby snores coming out of the monitor. Lois pointed at the monitor and said, “Listen to that. That’s our son. I don’t care what Herb says, that has to be our baby.” She saw the look on his face and she said, “I know, we can’t be sure. He might not be. It might just kill me if he isn’t. Now that I’m feeding him, he just has to be mine.”
“Lois, Honey, you know that isn’t possible. He belongs to someone else. When the time comes he will have to go back to them.”
Resignedly Lois said, “I know, I just hope I can do it. What are you making for dinner?”
“How about spaghetti with meatballs?”
With a wicked little grin Lois asked, “Sounds good to me, but, are you sure you want to make pasta? You know what that does to you.”
He gave her a leer as he said, “Yeah, well, we are back to work on Monday so we need to taper off but we don’t need to stop cold turkey.
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