“So, Superboy, what do you think of your new look? Our focus groups have told us that this will definitely make you very popular with the 21-45 age bracket.”

“Fuck…I feel like I god hit by a god damn steamroller…Is my head shaved? What the fuck did you do–why am I cussing?”

“Just some marketing adjustments Superboy. Corporate doesn’t think your image is edgy enough.”

“Corporate…what are you taking about?”

“Why, LEXCORP, of course–your employer. Now, we have a few details to sort out postprogramming. I’m supposed to brief you on missions, payments for your heroic services, and certain corporate functions we’ll need you to make appearances at, but that can come later–I want to talk to you about your public image…See, our focus groups feel that Lana Lang is just not the kind of person you should be pursuing at the moment.”

“What?”

“See, with your new submissive status in our corporation, we feel you need a new persona. The focus groups also tend to like you more if you belong to a minority group. Since white and male are pretty difficult to change, we’ve made alterations to your sexual orientation–”

“No, this can’t be…this is all so wrong, I have to get out of here–what have you done to me?”

“Sit, Superboy. Good, that’s a very good Superboy. Now listen. You’re our bitch now–there’s nothing you can do about it. LEXCORP’s interests are your interests, and from now on, if someone wants to be rescued by you, they’re going to have to pay for it. Not that you’re going to be doing much of that–the US government is far more interested in your capacity as a weapon, but we’ll have plenty of time to discuss this later. Lex said that after all my hard work re-engineering that little brain of yours, that I could be the first one to test your ass.”

“I’m not…I’m not going to do that, I won’t. You can’t make me.”

“Now don’t try to cover it up, I can see that hard on in your new shiny suit. It’s turning you on, thinking about serving me? Pleasing me? You’re just a lacky now, Superboy, you’re our lackey, and pleasing us makes you feel very, very good–trust me. Now get over here and suck my cock. Get it good and hard so I can pop that Kryptonian cherry of yours…Yeah, that’s right. See? You already know how to serve us well…Alright, now bend over the couch and pull down your pants. I want to see if this krypton lube is strong enough to pierce that hole of yours without making you sick. I doubt I got the balance right–so I have a feeling we’re going to be doing a lot of testing in the future.