After recovering, the hero tracks the dark mage to the secret chamber. The mage, driven to desperation, chooses to transform into a monster to confront the hero. The hero is about to be trapped in the pitch-black secret chamber, becoming a tool for the hero to absorb energy

Episode 3: Superman and the Evil Incarnation (Part 2)

Episode 7: Falling into the TrapSuperman himself admitted that although he possessed unparalleled superpowers, his body still had two extremely sensitive and fatal weaknesses—one was his nipples, and the other was his abnormally prominent and eye-catching “super cock.” Once these two areas were attacked or stimulated, they would not only cause him to instantly lose his combat ability but could also trigger uncontrollable physiological reactions, severely weakening his defense and adaptability as a superhero. Because of this, he was always especially vigilant in battle, doing his utmost to protect these vulnerable spots from being detected and exploited by enemies.A group of oddly shaped villains with strange abilities joined forces to form a secret organization called the “League of Freaks.” They had long been entrenched in the intricate underground network of City A, using abandoned subway tunnels, air-raid shelters, and underground warehouses as hiding places while secretly plotting various unspeakable schemes. Superman noticed that the unusual events occurring in the city were closely related to this organization, so he conducted a meticulous investigation over several consecutive days. By tracking clues, analyzing intelligence, and using high-tech methods, he finally pinpointed the exact location of the League of Freaks’ hidden underground base. After confirming the information was accurate, he did not hesitate to infiltrate this eerie underground fortress alone, ready to confront these dangerous enemies.Superman slowly descended to the basement entrance. The surroundings were silent, with only faint light filtering through the gaps in the damaged lamps overhead, making the entire space appear especially dim and oppressive. He scanned the area with sharp eyes but found no trace of anyone—this place was empty, with not even a single sign of a fight or hasty retreat. The air was filled with a mix of dampness and dust, adding to the eerie unease. “All the clues and intel clearly point to this place. Could it be… that I misjudged, or is there a problem with the information itself?” Superman furrowed his brows, pondering silently with a hint of doubt and vigilance, while also becoming more alert to the truth that might be hidden next.Suddenly, a dazzling and eerie kryptonite ray shot out from the shadows without warning, striking precisely at Superman’s chest. Caught off guard, Superman was instantly overwhelmed by a familiar sense of weakness, his strength draining away like a tide. He staggered backward, his face turning pale, alarm bells ringing in his mind: “Not good, this is a trap!” He bowed in pain, clutching his chest tightly with both hands, trying to resist the intense agony caused by the kryptonite radiation. At the same time, the green kryptonite beam did not stop but, as if possessing intelligence, slowly swept across every inch of Superman’s skin, meticulously probing the remaining energy fluctuations in his body. Finally, the beam eerily focused and lingered on the iconic red underwear area, as if deliberately intensifying the exposure on that sensitive region. In an instant, Superman felt an unprecedented strange stimulation—not only did the weakness intensify, but it was accompanied by an indescribable physiological reaction—his “super cock” began to harden and swell uncontrollably amid the extreme pain. “Ah—my super cock!” Superman could no longer endure this dual torment and let out a heart-wrenching scream, his voice mixed with agony, shame, and the despair of being unable to resist.Countless wire tentacles, as if possessing autonomous life, slowly wriggled out from the dark, damp corners of the basement like venomous snakes long in hiding. Their surfaces flickered with faint, eerie currents, carrying an indescribable malice as they silently crept toward Superman’s position. At this moment, Superman was in an extremely sensitive state—his proud superhuman physique was continuously bombarded by intense radiation from the kryptonite device. This deadly ray not only weakened his strength but also triggered waves of irresistible, surging strange pleasure within him, leaving him almost completely immersed in a vortex of sensations, with no time to notice the subtle changes in his surroundings. It was only when those cold, slippery tentacles with a faint electric shock sensation had already wrapped around his thighs and begun to climb upward slowly but steadily that he suddenly realized something was wrong. His dulled alertness was finally awakened, but it was too late.Some wires tightly coiled around and firmly trapped his legs, making it difficult for him to move; others snaked upward along his body, reaching his arms and restricting their freedom; still others wrapped directly around Superman’s neck, tightening coil after coil as if to choke off the hero’s breath and leave him immobilized.Other wires, flickering with an eerie glow, as if summoned by some mysterious force and imbued with an indescribable autonomous will, slowly and silently slipped into Superman’s iconic red underwear. Like living vines, they swiftly and precisely coiled around and clung tightly to his majestic, erect “super cock.” Immediately afterward, these wires began to vibrate violently, emitting large amounts of dazzling and deadly kryptonite light from their surfaces—the green radiation capable of weakening or even destroying Kryptonian power instantly spread. Under this energy stimulation, Superman’s “super cock” not only did not shrink but, due to the forced activation of his inner potential, became as hard as iron, brimming with surging power. Superman’s heart jolted, and he immediately realized that the enemy’s true target was not his body or life, but the powerful semen energy sealed within his ejaculate. “They’re… after the semen energy sealed in my super cock!” He was shocked and realized the situation was dire, but his eyes quickly hardened. Clenching his teeth, he roared inwardly: “Even if you use every means possible, don’t expect me to surrender even a single drop of semen energy!”Superman struggled to support his body, doing his utmost to resist the torment and oppression from all sides. His consciousness continued to waver between intense pain and weakness, as if it might snap at any moment. Time became blurred in the endless suffering—he could no longer tell how much time had passed—perhaps a minute, perhaps several hours, or even longer. Finally, at the brink of exhaustion of both physical strength and will, he could no longer stay conscious. His eyes went dark, and he completely passed out.Just as he sank into deep darkness, he vaguely heard the low voices of League of Freaks members conversing, tinged with surprise, dissatisfaction, and a hint of smugness: “He just passed out like that? I thought he could hold on a bit longer.” Another immediately replied, sounding anxious: “We haven’t extracted his semen energy yet! This is the key to our plan!” A third sneered and interjected: “I told you to let me handle it earlier—I’ve always emphasized that your gentle methods aren’t enough to force him to surrender his semen energy.” The first speaker was instantly provoked: “Are you mocking the kryptonite ray and living cables I painstakingly developed?” Seeing the argument about to escalate, a fourth person quickly mediated: “Stop arguing! No matter what, at least he’s fallen into our trap. What happens next is no longer up to him.”Superman slowly regained consciousness, his mind gradually clearing from the chaos. However, he soon realized he had been firmly bound to a cold, hard rack, his limbs secured tightly by heavy metal shackles, rendering him unable to move. The high-voltage cables that had previously wrapped around him, flickering with electric light, had all been removed, leaving only a lingering burning and stinging sensation on his skin. What made him feel even more extremely embarrassed was that, aside from his iconic red briefs, the rest of his body was completely naked, fully exposed to the air without any cover. This almost humiliating state of exposure filled him with intense shame and humiliation. Even as the son of Krypton with endless power, his face couldn’t help but flush, his emotions surging.Just as Superman had awakened from unconsciousness, his consciousness still hovering at the edge of chaos and blur, the surroundings were pitch black, with only faint echoes reverberating in the empty space. In this silent and oppressive atmosphere, a cold, emotionless voice was the first to break the silence: “He’s awake.” Then another voice, carrying a hint of mockery and satisfaction, slowly rang out: “Superman, you’ve finally woken up.”Superman struggled to focus, suppressing the dizziness in his head, quickly identifying the speaker’s identity. He sternly demanded: “Is it the League of Freaks? You despicable bastards, let me go right now!”The other party made no attempt to hide their intent, their tone sinister and confident: “We set the trap to lure you here. Now that you’re in our hands, how could we possibly let you go so easily?”Alarm bells rang in Superman’s mind, but he forced himself to stay calm and pressed on: “What exactly do you want? What’s your goal?”The person sneered, their tone suddenly turning greedy and urgent: “We know that your unparalleled power comes from the semen energy stored within your body—that’s your true energy core. And every one of us desperately desires it, to strengthen our own abilities, break through our limits, and wield even greater power!”Superman trembled with rage, gritting his teeth and roaring: “You… you’re completely insane!”The other remained unmoved, pressing further: “Be sensible, obediently hand over your semen energy, and you can suffer less physical pain. Otherwise…” Before the words finished, countless eerie green kryptonite beams suddenly shot out from all directions, aimed directly at the immobilized Superman.Superman had no way to dodge and could only endure the deadly radiation. Agony swept through his body like a tide, forcing him to let out a shrill, pained scream. At the same time, his physiological reactions began to spiral out of control—his super cock started to harden uncontrollably. Waves of surging semen energy churned wildly within him, rushing toward his reproductive system.“No… I absolutely cannot release semen energy at a time like this!” Superman clenched his teeth, vowing inwardly, using every ounce of strength to hold back his semen gate and prevent even a trace of energy from leaking.However, the continuous kryptonite radiation eroded his body, causing increasingly severe damage. To repair his damaged combat physique, his energy testicles were forced to accelerate the secretion of large amounts of semen energy. The more was secreted, the more energy accumulated in his super cock, like rising seawater, wave after wave fiercely pounding against the semen gate he was desperately holding.Even in such an extreme predicament, Superman continued to endure with astonishing willpower, never allowing a single drop of semen energy to escape. But even the most powerful organs have their physical limits—the capacity of the super cock was ultimately finite. As the semen energy kept accumulating, it had already reached saturation and could no longer hold any more.Yet Superman still stubbornly locked his semen gate, refusing to release. As a result, the nowhere-to-go, highly compressed semen energy began to seep backward, slowly leaking from the tip of his super cock…After an unknown amount of time, time seeming to flow slowly through endless torment, Superman once again completely broke down from the intense pain caused by the continuous kryptonite radiation, his consciousness rapidly scattering until he passed out once more, his body slumping limply. However, even in such a weakened and unconscious state, his body continued to maintain a strange physiological reaction—his so-called “super cock” remained erect without the slightest sign of wilting, instead slowly and continuously seeping drop after drop of crystal-clear semen energy from its tip. Standing nearby, A spoke with a hint of annoyance and impatience: “He passed out again.” B narrowed his eyes, carefully observing the slowly dripping semen energy, coldly commenting: “His willpower is truly too strong. Even in this state, his body is still instinctively resisting. The amount of semen energy leaked is pathetically small, far from enough to meet even one of our basic needs.” C frowned, his expression grave as he replied: “This can’t go on. Passively waiting will only waste time. We must quickly come up with another way to force him to actively surrender more semen energy.” B pondered for a moment, then revealed a cold smile, his tone firm: “Don’t worry, there’s still plenty of time. Next, let’s split up— you prepare a more potent stimulation device, you retrieve his psychological weakness data, and I’ll adjust the kryptonite radiation frequency. No matter what, we must use every means possible to thoroughly extract all the semen energy stored within him.”

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