I spent a bit more time on this one, teaching myself how to mimic the bubbles used in modern comics. Either I have no idea how to search for it or there is a total lack of info about how to recreate the look! I think I did a pretty alright job with that in the end.
I took another couple of hours rendering an animation (in Shockwave Flash format) of a rotation of the last panel. It's a bit of a big file, but by the time you reach the end of the story, it should be loaded and playing.
Here's The Last Battle: Krypton vs Apokolips!
"What you say is utter folly," Darkseid grunted, grabbing ahold of his ample package and giving it a firm squeeze. "I am a god. There is no other who can hope to stand against me, let alone defeat me."
"I see this man as not only able to defeat you, God of Evil, but quite capable of being your master for all time."
"ENOUGH!!" the Apokoliptian roared, sending his fist through the mirror and shattering it instantly. Hundreds of glass fragments fell to the ground at his feet.
"When the two red planets align with the blue planet, your great enemy will be compelled to come to you for your final battle together," was the last thing the soothsayer spoke before he dissolved from the mirror, leaving Darkseid alone with his thoughts.
"A man of great masculine beauty," the tyrant repeated through a grunt, taking a seat upon his throne. He ran his hand across his incredible body, stopping at his groin to massage his bulging groin. "I will take great pleasure in making you mine... forever."
Many, many Earth years later...
Clark Kent, a very average man with a very unique secret, fell upon his normal bed in his average, inconspicuous apartment. The mild-mannered reporter for the Daily Planet let out a long moan of exhaustion. His boss had been riding him harder than usual lately and, though he was actually Superman underneath those plain reporter's clothes, the weariness of it all was finally getting to him.
Something was wrong. He was getting anxious and he couldn't understand why. He had a meeting with the other Justice League members in two hours, and he couldn't seem to muster the strength to feel anything but apathy. He just wanted to sleep.
Throughout his nap, the Kryptonian hero moaned and stirred in his bed. Sweat poured from his incredible body as he tossed and turned. Images of Darkseid, his great enemy from the planet Apokolips, flashed in his mind, disturbing his rest. Superman's cock hardened under his sheets, tenting them skyward as he dreamed of the evil tyrant.
"Oooh... unnh..." the hero of Metropolis moaned, sexually aroused by Darkseid's big, hard muscles and rock-hard ass. In his dreams, he bent the god over and drove his cock between those beefy buns, fucking his frustrations into the supervillain.
Far away in the cosmos, between the dimensions that separated them, the planets of Mars and Apokolips formed a perfect line with Earth, just as the soothsayer spoke to the cruel ruler. Superman snapped awake from his dreams. His bed was soaking wet with his sweat, and his cock was hard as steel and jutting out from his magnificent body.
Kal-El grabbed hold of his throbbing manhood and stroked it to climax, the epic battle against Darkseid still fresh in his mind. Superman bit into his hand as he came, stifling his roars as his semen shot from his slit and soared toward the ceiling.
Later that day at the Hall of Justice...
Superman left his meeting with The Flash, Batman, Green Lantern, Wonder Woman, and Aquaman early. His mind knew to focus on his friends' updates from crime the world over, yet his heart wasn't in it that day. All he could think about was his dream earlier that evening and the incredible orgasm it had given him.
"It's nothing..." Superman lied unconvincingly, arousing Batman's suspicion. "Just... work getting to me is all."
"Maybe you should go home and get some rest," the Dark Knight suggested as he moved to grab one of the tracking devices from his utility belt. But before he could affix the small tracker on Superman's belt, the Man of Steel pulled away and soared into the air.
Stopping in mid-air, he said, "Thanks, Bruce. I'll go right home and take the night to clear my head," before flying from the Hall of Justice and out of sight.
Superman flew past the apartment of Clark Kent and rocketed straight up into the sky. Faster and faster, he soon left Earth's atmosphere entirely and soared into the blackness of space. The Man of Steel stopped, hovering hundreds of miles away from the blue planet he'd spent his life protecting.
"Darkseid," Superman grunted, his nipples becoming erect at the memory of his dream. He knew in his heart that he would never be free of this demon haunting him... not until he confronted the evil god of Apokolips and conquered him once and for all. He held a small, strange box in his hand and looked out into starry space with a look of grim determination on his handsome face.
On the fiery planet Apokolips...
Superman was on Darkseid's mind for most of that day. While hatred for the hero of Earth had long festered in the tyrant's cold heart, today was especially severe. Darkseid, like most supervillains of the universe, enjoyed sexually dominating his defeated opponents, but Superman was one that always evaded such a fate. How he would enjoy tearing the Kryptonian's proud costume from his muscular body. He would enjoy slapping his cock against Kal-El's beautiful, masculine face...
"...A man of great masculine beauty and superpowerful abilities," Darkseid repeated the mysterious soothsayer's prediction. It was predetermined that he and such a man would do battle. This battle would be for the right to claim the loser as slave for as long as the winner wished it. "Hngh... could it be...? Superman...?"
"Darkseid!" a familiar voice bellowed from afar. "Where are you?! Show yourself!"
"Ha ha ha! It is you after all... I AM HERE!" Darkseid shouted back, attracting Superman to his location.
Both powerful males stared at one another in silence -- a scowl on Superman's face, a sinister smile on Darkseid's.
"I am here to stop you, Darkseid. I know you've done something to me. Something I have yet to identify. I will destroy you here and now, Darkseid! I will put an end to your reign of terror and free Apokolips and Earth from your tyranny!"
The titanic studs uttered a grunt and leapt toward each other, exchanging blows one after another, their fists crashing into each other's faces, chests, and abs.
Superman grabbed Darkseid by the helmet and drove his thick knee into the evil god's head, causing Darkseid to grunt in pain. Superman leapt into the air and drove his booted foot into Darkseid's chest, toppling him to the ground in a colossal thud!
The Man of Steel strode proudly over to Darkseid and stood arms akimbo over his powerful enemy. Superman opened his mouth to ask if he was ready to give in when Darkseid's leg came up and struck the All-American hero in the balls!
Superman howled in pain and stumbled back and to the floor, clutching his groin! Darkseid's leg hit so hard, the invulnerable stud felt it as though his balls had just been crushed by the weight of the world. As Superman cried out his agony, completely immobilized, Darkseid rose to his feet and moved toward his old foe.
"All of creation will learn of our battle, boy. They will know of how I broke every bone in your body and finally crushed your spirit with my own two hands. Even the weak Earth men will rejoice as they read the story of how I destroyed you."
"Don't be so sure, worm," Darkseid chuckled knowingly as he bent down and grabbed a handful of Superman's chest costume. Pulling it out from his body, he distorted the 'S' symbol. Caught off guard by the tactic, Superman took three punches to the face before the god's incredible strength overcame the fabric and tore the front of his costume from his body! Darkseid clutched the hero's famous symbol within his hand, crushing the cloth before throwing it from his sight.
"Heh," Darkseid chuckled at the sight of the Kryptonian's bare nipples, sticking out in evidence of his arousal of the fight. He would enjoy making Superman cry as he 'played with' those peaks for eons on end.
Superman felt an intense heat in his loins as he struggled against Darkseid's incredible power. His cock stirred as he pushed back in the grapple, his muscles straining to attain the upper hand. Just like in his dream, he felt a rush of pleasure locked in the struggle with this evil entity.
"I will crush you for good this time, Darkseid," the Man of Steel grunted as he managed to press his opponent back a bit. This fight felt differently to Kal-El. He felt more exhilaration now than for as long as he could remember. "If it is a fight of dominance you wish... I will oblige!"
Superman grabbed hold of Darkseid's ankle just before it made contact with his flesh and hurled his opponent away! Darkseid recovered gracefully in the middle of the room, crouching low and ready. Superman sat up on his knees and clenched his fists, growling angrily.
Superman and Darkseid fired their optical rays at one another, colliding in an incredible display of crimson energy. Darkseid's Omega Beams struggled against Superman's heat vision. Both males snarled at one another as their concentration focused solely on overwhelming their opponent. Soon, the evil god of Apokolips gained the upper hand. His powerful Omega Beams inched closer and closer to the Last Son of Krypton...
"No... no... NO!!" Kal-El cried, a frightened expression on his handsome face as Darkseid's energy beam finally made contact with his head. Superman's optical ray dispersed and he groaned, holding his drooping head in his quivering hands. Darkseid stomped forward and delivered a crushing uppercut, throwing Superman clear off the battlefield and into the lava below!
He casually strode to where Superman had been submerged, giving his groin a quick squeeze before coming to a stop. The Man of Steel's head emerged from the fiery substance, eyes closed and mouth agape. As the evil god suspected: Superman yet lived.
Darkseid smirked at the shameful sight of the noble hero's nakedness. Superman coughed as he roused from the devastating blow. He clawed at the ground to move away from Darkseid and regain his senses. But the dark god wouldn't allow it. He raised his foot and drove a hard stomp into the small of Superman's back, sending the stud into the ground with tremendous force.
"Stay down, insect," Darkseid ordered as he began to remove his clothing. One after another, except for his boots and helmet, he removed his articles of attire until only his bulging trunks remained. And he finally slid those down, too. Using his Omega Beams a second time, he teleported his clothes from the area. They rematerialized upon Superman's, covering the brilliantly-colored heroic garb with his dark, sinister costume.
Superman rose to his feet and leapt forward, delivering a hard blow to Darkseid's jaw. The tyrant grunted with the punch and stumbled back. Superman kept on the offensive, sending hit after hit to his opponent's muscular body. His blows landed Darkseid on his back and vulnerable for more.
The naked Kryptonian jumped into the air and delivered a butt stomp on Darkseid's bare gut. Darkseid bellowed with the pains of thousands of tons of force upon his torso. Superman's cock rose to full erection as he reenacted his dream of dominating Darkseid, his costume gone and his skin against his hated foe.
Superman grabbed Darkseid by his underarms and lifting the stud's massive weight until he stood once more. The naked crimefighter, arms trembling with excitement, pulled back and sent his fist into Darkseid's rugged face.
When Superman finally quit his pathetic moaning, the dark god grabbed his foe's head in his strong hands and drove his knee into the Kryptonian's face, downing him in an instant. Darkseid stomped on Superman's side, kicking the stud until he rolled onto his belly.
Moaning and aching all over, Kal-El remained still as he felt Darkseid's rough skin on his. The tyrant sat on the hero's back, feet planted on the ground and his legs spread wide. A low rumble of satisfaction sounded from the Apokoliptian's throat. But he couldn't enjoy this moment for long -- he had work yet to do.
But the Man of Steel refused to submit. Darkseid snorted and let go. He admired this powerful being's resolve, but realized that would be the first thing that needed to go. Superman groaned weakly as Darkseid stood and forcibly pulled him upright.
Superman wobbled slightly, supported only by the evil god's strong arm. Darkseid looked his bitter enemy over, snorting once again at this insect's poor performance this day. Had Superman come to him with the intention of being destroyed? His hand trailed slowly across Superman's chest, coming to a stop at his nipple. He ran his thumb in circles around the peaked flesh.
So aroused by the nipple play, the All-American superstud could only lay in Darkseid's arm as the fists came quickly, pummeling his handsome features without mercy.
Darkseid's immovable arms held Superman's muscular body to his own, giving it a firm squeeze to let the hero know who was in control of this fight. Superman screamed with the squeeze, but his loud protests soon turned to dull moans as he was flipped upside down and turned away from his opponent. With those arms around Superman's torso, Darkseid began a slow and methodical constriction of the famed crimefighter's mighty waist.
"Hngh... HNGH!!" the Apokoliptian god grunted as his powerful arms overwhelmed Superman's natural invulnerability and compressed him like a wrung sponge. He held on as Superman thrashed violently for escape, withstanding Kal-El's every attempt to kick at his head for release. "HRNGH!!" Darkseid grunted again, his arms constricting Superman further still.
Like a mighty gorilla on Earth, Darkseid shook Superman's agonized body, jarring the Man of Steel's senses greater. Superman ceased his struggles and became tame in the arms of the conqueror of worlds.
"Please..." Superman finally moaned, fearing the cruel god would break his body in two. "Please..."
"PLEASE WHAT, WORM?!" Darkseid roared, giving Superman his greatest constriction yet.
A smirk of supreme victory flashed across Darkseid's cold face as he gave Superman one last bone-crushing squeeze and let him fall to the ground like a busted sack of grain. Kal-El hit the ground and uttered a long, low moan... He'd finally been defeated.
Darkseid drove his booted foot down upon Superman's aching back and raised his fists high in pride for himself. It took a god to do it, but Superman had finally fallen. Darkseid brought the arms that vanquished the Man of Steel down in a double bicep pose. He grunted and bounced his massive pecs as he ground his heel down upon Superman's back.
The tyrant of Apokolips felt an incredible rush as he basked in the glory of his win over the forces of good. With this one at his feet, it would be one he would relish for centuries to come. With this mighty hero at his mercy, Earth would be that much easier to conquer.
Superman's blurry vision only allowed him to make out Darkseid's glowing red eyes and the fires of Apokolips before he was dropped, nude, to the ground. He instinctively curled up as he groaned through the pains of battle.
"On your knees, worm," Darkseid commanded, grabbing those ebony locks and once again lifting him to his knees. The tyrant laughed cruelly as he mashed the Kryptonian's face against his erection. Darkseid's thick, throbbing shaft pulsated hotly against Superman's quivering lips.
"Suck me, worm. Do what your ancestors were born for," Darkseid growled, pushing his cock into the Man of Steel's open mouth. The god of Apokolips groaned in ecstasy as he invaded the perfect mouth of his great enemy.
Superman moaned as the salty cock of the victorious villain filled his senses. His tongue slid across the powerful breeding spear of Darkseid's loins. He looked up and locked eyes with his new master, whose grip on his ebony hair tightened as he guided his head back and forth over his cock.
"Mmf... mmh... mrf..." Kal-El moaned softly from around Darkseid's massive shaft. The fat head of that cock spilled a steady stream of precum down his throat.
"The great hero Superman, on his knees like a common whore, sucking the one he despises..." Darkseid grunted, thrusting himself deeper into Superman's sucking mouth. One look at the Man of Steel's hard cock caused him to burst into laughter. "Or perhaps this bitch likes what he has become."
For several minutes, all that could be heard among the crackling fires in the distance were the sounds of Superman suckling at the godhood of Darkseid. The cruel male's sweet and salty flavors embedded themselves in Superman's mind. His master's taste was one he'd never forget -- not that Darkseid would ever let him, of course. Superman ceased his head bobbing and remained at the tip of the brutal stud's cock; he drank freely the precum that his dark master graciously provided for him.
Having never been defeated by someone who proceeded to sexually conquer him, Superman could only stare up in bewilderment at his new master. Excitement and dread coursed through his veins, and his cock remained hard and leaking. This really was his destiny, he decided. Darkseid could have killed him, and yet he still lives. The dark god had given him mercy when he could have easily chosen to end him.
Darkseid dropped to his knees behind the prostrated Man of Steel and grabbed his meaty buns firmly. He spread those cheeks wide apart, revealing the pink, virgin hole nestled between. Darkseid never knew how many men in all wanted to destroy that hole, though he did consider himself fortunate to be among the few who had the strength to penetrate Superman's invulnerable ass.
"What do you say, worm?" Darkseid growled, pulling away from Kal-El's ass and giving it two hard smacks with the backs of his hands. "Show your appreciation for the god of Apokolips!"
"Th-thank you..." Superman huffed, thoroughly humiliated with his treatment, yet excited at what was to come. "Thank you... Darkseid..."
Darkseid immediately mounted Superman and placed the tip of his well-sucked cock at the Kryptonian's puckering, wanting hole. "Hngh..." he sighed with pleasure at the sight below him. With one hard thrust, the fat head of his battering ram cock broke through Superman's final defenses and he invaded the body of one of his greatest adversaries. He invaded the body of Earth's strongest man.
The Last Son of Krypton soon quieted himself to mere moans and grunts of discomfort as his incredible body (much more quickly than most Earth men) became accustomed to the foreign appendage that invaded his butt. Kal-El's ass soon gave up trying to expel the godly cock of Darkseid and it, too, surrendered.
Darkseid's mercy would only extend so far as to allow Superman's hole to accept him as master. The Apokoliptian would not begin his fuck slow. Holding on to Superman's ebony head of hair, the cruel tyrant began a hard and fast plowing, filling the hero full with every thrust.
"Now you are mine, Superman," Darkseid snarled, maintaining his grip on the Man of Steel's hair as his hips continued to gyrate at a fast and steady pace. "Your days of endless servitude to the glory of Darkseid have only just begun!"
For the next five Earth hours, Darkseid continued to fuck the defeated superhero, reminding him with each thrust inside who was supreme. Superman, by that point, had orgasmed countless times, watering the lifeless ground of Apokolips with his essence. He'd begun pushing back against Darkseid's powerful thrusts, eager to get every inch of the evil god's cock inside his now-burning hole. The two males' muscular flesh slapped lewdly together as they became one.
"Darkseid... M-Master... I never imagined this could feel so... so good..." Superman moaned deliriously. The Apokoliptian's stamina was unimaginable -- perhaps even greater than his own. Darkseid's thrusting never slowed, never stopped. Even as he forced Superman into a new position, the cold-hearted stud's fuck was never interrupted. On his back, arms spread wide and legs upright, Superman was able to look up into the glowing red eyes of his new master.
Several times more, Superman orgasmed as his butt was pulverized by the powerful tyrant of Apokolips. Sensing that even this superpowered fool would soon be unable to handle much more, Darkseid turned Superman back onto his hands and knees and grabbed hold of the hero's trap muscles. With six more thrusts, Darkseid unloaded his cum with a champion's roar. His cock bounced and spurt round after round after round of his hot semen into the deepest depths of Superman's backside. The Kryptonian shuddered and climaxed one last time as he was filled by his master.
Darkseid's balls continued to produce fresh seed even as his heavy orbs emptied themselves into Kal-El. Unable to contain any more of the dark god's cum, Superman's hole began to spurt it out around Darkseid's massive cock, flooding the ground with the excess. On and on, Darkseid came inside Superman, marking him as his own.
"HRRAGH!!" Darkseid bellowed, pulling himself roughly from the Man of Steel's semen-soaked ass. The seed that created Kalibak, Orion, and Grayven flowed from Superman's backside, like a dam that could no longer contain the pressure behind it.
Darkseid placed his foot atop Superman's heaving chest and performed the pose the Earthmen called the front lat spread. The evil god's powerful chest pushed outward, proudly, as he, the winner of the fight, took his rightful place as master -- dominant over Superman.
With Superman out of his way, the remaining members of the Justice League of America would be far easier to bring down. He wondered how long it would take Batman to orgasm with his cock deep inside the Dark Knight. Perhaps Superman would be eager to help make this a reality...
Darkseid would finally have his revenge upon Earth.