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October 25, 2014

I woke up again, feeling much better than last time, the pleasant tingles of countless orgasms still drifting through my body. I looked around the room….OK, maybe I had gone a bit overboard with the pussy pleaser last night. The sheets were positively drenched in my juices. I could see that even the mirror was stained, likely a victim of my final orgasm. I was going to have to throw away (or burn) what Lena's memories told me were $10,000 sheets. Guess it's a good thing I'm a billionaire in this life.

After thoroughly cleaning the room, and tossing the sheets, I was ready to spend the rest of my time before Monday on less lewd, but more productive tasks. Not planning on leaving the penthouse until I had to go to work on Monday, I took stock of the resources available to me. There was enough food to last me quite a while, so that was the most important item taken care of. Other than that the relevant things were a small personal lab, a lot of her experimental data, Lena's beyond state-of-the-art computer setup, and a personal gym and training room. Deciding to get more familiar with the practical applications of my new body, I started towards the gym.

Lena had received some fairly advanced self-defense training, mostly in case she was ever kidnapped, which transferred over to me. Paired with my own martial arts experience that I picked up during college I was fairly formidable. Not much compared to professional martial artists in my old world, let alone this one with people like Batman and Ra's Al Ghul, but not too shabby. She could also shoot a handgun and, due to her super brain's ability to calculate the physics of it, she was actually a really good shot. Not Deadshot levels, but definitely in the range of a professional marksman.

As I ran through one of Lena's regular exercise routines I noticed something I had already begun to suspect. This new body was in almost all ways better than my old one. In my previous world this would be impossible, due to our relative body types and fitness levels my old body should at the very least be stronger and faster than Lena's. That was not the case, right now I was easily repeating exercises that would have left my old self exhausted after struggling to accomplish them once. This seemed to prove my theory that even baseline humans in the DC universe are just better than humans in my old world, but it did require much further research.

Once I was done familiarizing myself with the aspects of my new body that were less fun than being multi-orgasmic I took a quick shower and traveled to the penthouse's lab. I had a plan to take the first steps on my path to becoming a Power in this world.

The key aspects of my plan were Lena's superhuman control over her own mind, her research into prosthetics, her superb coding skills, and her recent explorations into creating an AI. That last project was nowhere near complete and there was no way even my super brain and I could tinker together an AI in a weekend. Luckily I neither needed nor wanted to, AI in comics are tricky business, I in no way wanted to have to deal with some Ultron-type bullshit. No, I plan to take the very in-depth data Lena has on her own brain both from her hypnosis studies and burgeoning AI research, use the techniques she refined to add in any changes caused by my insertion and essentially create a digital expansion of my mind.

Once I have that I will link it to myself using what Lena was doing with connecting prosthetics to the nervous system. Linked just with the servers in the penthouse it wouldn't be a significant increase, but when I got a couple of server farms up and running I would hopefully see an exponential increase in my mental processing power and thought speed, along with the ability to access the web with my mind. This was an ambitious project, but it was just the multiplier I needed to get myself in the game here in a universe full of beings of unimaginable power.

October 27, 2014

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I had done it though. It was late last night that I finally implanted a small chip into the base of my neck, hooking up my mental augmentation. I had then gone to sleep in order to give it time to get online. Already I could feel the boost working, my thought speed noticeably faster. It probably wouldn't be noticeable yet to a normal person, but I had already gone from my old mind into Lena's super brain so I was experienced with the difference.

I felt that once I got some more servers I could achieve parallel thought, first two strands, and then hopefully increasing from there. The connection side was also suffering from the lack of hardware, I could use the internet, but my speeds were painfully slow. This wasn't helped by my relative unfamiliarity with mental interfacing. I was already working on it within my mind palace, but it would take some time to get used to. Still, all these issues could be solved with money and time. On the whole, the project was a great success.

I got out of the shower and followed Lena's ordinary morning routine, dressing in fashionable business attire. I checked my reflection in the recently cleaned mirror; I was the picture of a dominant, powerful executive. Satisfied, I called for a car and headed to the lobby of my building. It was time for my first day of work as the CTO of Luthor Corp.

As I strolled into the Luthor Corp HQ in Metropolis I found myself pondering how exactly more people didn't know Lex was evil. Literally everything about this building screamed shady evil corporation. The colors, the lighting, the architecture, the uniforms on the security guards, everything had an evil vibe. I feel like they might as well put up a big neon sign saying " We are conducting unethical experiments in order to kill a popular superhero, with a dash of poor environmental practices and war profiteering on the side." If I was on a jury and Lex was on trial all they would have to do was show me a picture of this building, tell me he was the CEO, and I'd be ready to convict.

Well, this is where I work now, I'll need to change all of this when I become CEO. I hope my new office doesn't have a button to drop people into a pit of sharks or some other bullshit like that. Stepping into the private elevator, I take a moment to collect myself as it heads to my floor. I walk towards my office and my secretary Jess perks up adorably when she sees me. Jess is a small Chinese-American woman, her soft face and big almond eyes give her a pretty, naive seeming face. Her dark hair is currently done up in a bun. She has smaller tits, about lemon or lime sized, but dancer legs and a firm, perky ass. I also know from Lena's experience that her nipples are pierced, she has a smoothly shaved cunt thanks to Lena's orders and an extraordinarily slutty butthole.

In fact, if I remember correctly she may be wearing a butt plug right now. I'll have to check later.

"Good Morning Ms. Luthor, you have a conference call with the RnD department at one to introduce yourself and go over current projects," Jess says as I pass.

"Good Morning, thank you, Jess. If you could come in and remind me a few minutes before then that would be wonderful," I reply.

"Of course Ms. Luthor."

I strut into my office, giving Jess a smoldering look that has her visibly quivering in arousal as I pass.

Once I enter my office I get my game face on, A key step in my plans is to build a cult of personality around myself. I want my name to be synonymous with intelligence and innovation. I want to be practically worshiped by the public for the salvation I bring them. A benefactor of humanity. That starts here with the research and resources available to me at Luthor Corp. I intend to uplift humanity through my technology: sustainable energy, curing diseases and genetic disorders, computers and communication, bio augmentations, new and effective food plants, water filtration, and space. The rising tide of innovation I create will lift me to the peak of society.

My other goals here are to infiltrate the Luthor Corp network and find out what shady shit Lex is up to, keeping an eye on him as well as expanding my mental abilities. Fortunately, this is rather easily accomplished by connecting my digital mind to the company issue computer allowing me to slip in and begin expanding.

After that was done I spent a couple of hours answering some emails and going over the various Luthor Corp R&D department projects'. The weapons division was the largest and mostly under Lex's influence. Even without looking into what my infiltration had uncovered, I could see hints of multiple secret projects that were almost certainly creating Lex's anti-Superman arsenal.

Luthor Corp is one of the biggest military contractors in the world, selling everything from guns to drones to ballistic missiles. The Luthor family has a proud and noble history of war profiteering. Starting with my great-grandfather selling artillery during WWI, to my father Lionel Luthor, who was one of the major suppliers of Agent Orange during the Vietnam War. Even now Lex is supplying various rebel and terrorist groups all around the world in order to promote conflict and drive up profits.

In comparison, the other R&D divisions such as BioMed, communications, aerospace, and energy were less emphasized. The weapons division wasn't lacking love, so I was planning to focus most of my public research on other fields and build up my reputation.

By the time I returned to my office after lunch my digital mind had expanded into all the unused space in the massive Luthor Corp network. I can feel my thought speed increasing in real-time. I was currently up to running eight parallel thought streams simultaneously. For now, I dedicated them to upgrading my interaction with the internet and circumventing firewalls. Every new discovery was instantly shared and improved upon at a rapid rate. My digital abilities were increasing exponentially.

I continued to explore the digital world for a while before I was interrupted by a knock at my office door.

"Your call begins in five minutes Ms. Luthor," Jess told me as she entered my office.

"Thank You Jess" I replied absently.

There is uncomfortable silence for a moment, I glance up to Jess still standing there, shifting awkwardly. I grin internally, knowing what she wants.

"Did you need something else, Jess?" I ask, raising one finely sculpted eyebrow.

"I- well…...usually," she stammers

I can see that she is rubbing her thighs together, her face red likely from both arousal and embarrassment.

"Complete sentences please," I rebuke gently "we're not barbarians."

She takes a moment to rally her courage before rather loudly blurting out,

"Please use my slutty body to sate your lust, Ms. Luthor!"

She instantly realizes how loud she was, letting out a cute "eep" and looking to see if anyone heard. Fortunately for her, my area was quite private.

"Is that all?" I draw, unconcerned.

I can clearly see that my dismissive attitude is only making her more aroused. Jess is a slut who enjoys a little humiliation. I center myself rather dramatically in front of my desk and suddenly order her in a sharp tone.

"Lock the door and come here slut."

"Yes, Ms. Luthor," Jess replies meekly, her eyes not rising to meet my own before she obeys my command.

As soon as she approaches arms reach I grab her, pulling her into a fierce kiss. Her tongue quickly surrenders as my own enters her mouth, conquering it. I continue to kiss her deeply as my hands reach around and firmly grip her pert ass. I break the kiss to move to her neck, sucking on a vein and leaving a sharp bite that has her moaning with pleasure.

I eventually moved back, still conscious of my upcoming call. I fix Jess with a stern glare.

"You've almost made me late slut," I say, "I'll have to punish you for that later."

I can almost see her becoming moist at that proclamation. I give her ass a harsh slap.

"Well? Aren't you going to apologize?" I ask coldly

"Please forgive me for not controlling my whor-" she begins to respond before I cut her off.

"Not like that slut! Under the desk, you should apologize like the whore you are."

Jess crawls under my desk and I roll up my skirt and take a seat, leaning back in my chair. The phone begins to ring and I look down at Jess before answering it, reminding her,

"Remember not to be too loud, we wouldn't want the whole company to know what a shameless slut you are, munching on cunts during important meetings."

I pick up a phone and a voice starts speaking,

"Welcome to the bimonthly Luther Corp global RnD meeting. We will first begin by summarizing the minutes from the last meeting."

The call continues and I dedicate a parallel thought stream to listening and alerting me when I have to speak. My main focus remains on Jess

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When that was done I carried her over to my office couch and rested her head on my lap, lightly stroking her hair until she came back to earth.

"You were such a good girl for me, Jess," I cooed as she began to wake. "Such a good girl."

"Mmmmmhhh" Jess murmured cutely as she rubbed her cheek on my thigh.

"I'm very proud of you," I told her. "You made me feel good and then took your punishment just like a good girl should."

"Thank you, Ms. Luthor," she replied softly.

"Anytime Jess."

After cuddling for a few minutes we both began to get dressed and clean ourselves up. I helped Jess put some concealer on the hickey I had given her, although I put her panties in my bag

"Naughty sluts like you don't wear panties," I reminded her.

"Of course Ms. Luthor," she nodded.

Once my thoroughly lewded secretary returned to her desk just outside my office I went back to searching through the Luthor Corp network with my once again expanded digital abilities. I was up to 20 separate thought streams and found it much easier to navigate through the network.

Currently, my goal was mainly to figure out what Lex was up to, keeping constant eyes on him. After around two hours of searching, I found some of what I was looking for. The first thing I noticed was what seemed to be rudimentary designs for the kryptonite-powered warsuit that I knew Lex would be wearing when he went on his insane and deadly rampage through Metropolis in the attempt to kill Superman that would finally see him locked up and the Luthor name forever tarnished.

I had plans for that event, so it would be nice to track his progress here in order to hopefully narrow down the date. All I knew from my unique knowledge was that it happened in between seasons one and two of Supergirl, which was an unhelpful window of a few months.

The suit was quite inelegant, but it still should be useful. Original Lena hadn't been very interested in weapons technology. I copied the designs. They would serve as a helpful starting point when I designed my own power armor.

I also found that Lex would soon be conducting an arms deal, selling some high-grade military weapons to a group of eastern European rebels. I was curious as to how a group like that could afford the prices Lex was asking. After quite a lot of digging and multiple cutouts, I discovered that the rebels' backer was a man whom I was around 90% sure was Vandal Savage.

This was interesting, Lex and Savage working together. Was it intentional or not? I hope I don't have to deal with The Light from Young Justice, that would be a major pain in my ass.

After doing some more work for my actual job it was time for me to go home for the day. I gave Jess an extremely smug look that left her face flushed as I passed her on my way out. The rest of my evening was spent discreetly purchasing some server farms that I could expand my digital consciousness to. As long as I had enough space I could become a discount AI all on my own, with none of the downsides. Sometimes even I am surprised by my own genius...OK, wow, that was really arrogant. Must be the Luthor genes getting to me.

Then again I did have some reasons to be smug, I thought, holding Jess's soiled panties in my hand. I felt a pulse of arousal run through my body. I sighed, before setting the panties aside. I reached into the bedside drawer and removed the industrial grade pussy pleaser, I still had a bit of work to do before I could get some sleep tonight.