It was quite a lot of work, creating the programming for my new mouthpiece in the oval office.

The man had a long life in politics, friends, enemies, allies or former allies, donors and favors to call upon. I needed his connections to stay and even become stronger. His youthful convictions as he entered politics as an activist, help the people and save the world...those needed to be reinforced to the limit. Later discoveries, how to make shady deals and trick his opponents into voting his way, also needed a refresh.

A politician in the highest office was a complex machine, and the eyes of billions were watching him every day. I could not just brainwash James, and have him do my bidding. His allies would disown James the next minute, while his enemies would trample him just for fun.

However, I did have a major advantage. A major alien invasion that killed the sitting President, barely elected not long ago. Even without my help, people would be angry, trying to get revenge.

"Emilia, my dear. I need you to become the Director of CIA." I spoke on my com, and heard my wife curse as she dropped something.

"Just like that?" Emilia asked a bit confused, and perhaps amazed. Certainly angry.

"For a decade or so. You can groom a few replacements while you have the job." I continued calmly, then changed the call to the next line.

"Nyssa , my dear. I need an NSA director. Shady stuff, mostly." I explained in a sneaky voice.

"Of course, Daddy. Anything you want. Can I bring like 50 of our assassins too?" she asked to make sure.

"Maybe more. There's like 200 countries on Earth." I said with a wry tone, then changed the call once more.

"Darth Gore. It is time." I spoke in a mystical voice.

"My Lord! The chaingun video was amazing! Also smacking Superman." Mr Gord exclaimed in a loyal voice.

"How is Tabi?" I asked in a more friendly voice.

"We're very intimate now, my Lord. We also train every day, like you asked. The White Dome is growing nicely as well." Gord confirmed in a proud voice, referring to the former HIVE Ark under Star City.

"I need someone I trust, as Director of FBI. I'm certain you can pass any polygraph test they have." I spoke in a serious tone.

"I'll have Tabi test me a hundred times, to make sure. I don't wish to fail you, my Lord. I knew our time would come." Gord proclaimed in a grand voice, possibly kneeling with a fist to his chest.

"And the new Apple?" I asked with a grin.

"The Green Apple is very bad. Not even half my level yet." he complained a bit disappointment.

"That's why he has my armor and other tech. Have him shadow Green Arrow mostly. That guy always gets in trouble." I ordered with a smirk, then switched to the last call.

"Talia, you little bitch. I wanted a test run, a single puny island in the Indian Ocean. You have a thousand of my best men, and 300 billion dollars as support. I want results." I spoke a bit more harshly.

"Ra's...we are almost ready. Perhaps 80%. There are still a few crime families, and the leading clan that holds the capital. Less than 1000 targets." Talia Al Ghul answered a bit intimidated.

"You may use the chain gun on the criminals. By next week, I want my island!" I ordered curtly, and turned off the com.

Peach raised her eyes from her computer, and just looked at me. "I was even worse than poor James, wasn't I? she asked in a knowing voice.

"Indeed, little Peach. There was almost nothing left of your mind, and your body was decaying rapidly. I did all could, but I wasn't as skilled back then. I'm sorry if I failed you." I answered in a sad voice.

"I know, sweet Apple. I never played computer games before. Now I can ace any game in a few hours. That's only from you. You pasted your passions into my mind. But, the sex is only me. You don't even know how to use your fingers properly." Peach said a bit ironically.

"Are you fingering yourself right now?" I asked curious. Peach was a bit strange.

"You were busy...saving the world one country at a time." Peach muttered in a horny voice, and floated up to show me her wet pussy.

"Fine! I have an hour left to finish more Miracles, but you can suck me off until then." I allowed in generous mood.

"Yay! Big dick bro!" she chanted and flew like a guided missile directly on my dick, mouth first.

I entered my Meditation state, and began to work in a half-trance, combining more and more ingredients for the next Miracle. Not only my own juice, but Wonder juice and Super juice as well, plus a bit from Peach and Emilia.

A sprinkle of X-kyptonite for extra power, a few drops of blood filled with Nth metal from Peach, a few nanograms of Eternium and Promethium, then more and more spells for each attribute.

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Instead of remaining liquid, the Miracle condensed by itself into a nail-sized sphere, looking like a ball of grey gelatin lit up from inside with amber light.

*Ding

You have created a new Miracle. Power Pill vers 1.5 . Grants +150 to all attributes, except MAG. Grants faster flight, increased reflexes and near-perfect proprioception. Can be eaten 3 times, before losing effect. Very painful. Safely usable by any humanoid species.

For this Miracle you receive +5 Medic and + 10 Logic Skill.

New quest available.

-Defeat the Kryptonian invasion. (continued quest)

Bonus objectives.

-obtain Harun-El samples, also called Black Kryptonite.

-recruit at least one Kryptonian as an operative.

-Capture a Kryptonian spaceship.

-Kill General Zod

-Kill Pestilence

I sighed inward. It was time for the big battle soon. Plus some new events, including someone called Pestilence.

"Here I come, Peach." I warned my wife and just burst into her warm and hungry mouth. She sucked me dry with a delighted moan.

Then she rose and hugged me with one hand, while examining my results.

"Still no magic pill, yet?" Peach asked a bit sad.

"Magic does what magic wants. You can't science the shit out of it. You already tried, with your magic runes." I said in a reserved tone. Magic was too mysterious anyways.

"It will work one day. Somebody managed to write magic books and create artifacts, just like your Khushu idol or the Sword of Truth. And we have made magic headbands and belts, even the new bracers." Peach muttered in a hopeful voice. And waved her arm around, armed with a copy of Diana's bracer, if 100 times weaker. They did provide +10 Deflection and +10 Parry, so they helped a bit.

"I doubt those people knew what they were doing. Many simply dreamed or received divine inspiration. Or demonic inspiration as well." I sad in a sour tone, and began printing more pills. I wanted at least 1000 pills, not only for my family, but the Justice League as well. 450 points in total, it was an excellent boost. Plus faster flight and reflexes and controlling your body perfectly.

"Come on! You're dejected and moody again. Even after creating some wonderful superpower in a pill. Of which I want the first." Peach said cheerfully and flicked my dick in a playful mood.

I gave her three, still warm from flash-forging in a quantum cauldron.

Then I took three more, and ran for the quiet room. Perception increases were rather weird to adapt to, and very uncomfortable.

Peach took her pill first, and kicked me in the balls from the pain. Really hard too. -12000 HP.

I just grinned and took all my pills at once. Very painful just wasn't what it used to be, with my pain perks.

Pretty bad, like getting eviscerated by an angry wild hog larger than an elephant. Then stomped by it a hundred times. While being on fire.

"Ouch!" I said in sympathy for Peach, who was nearly crying.

"Fuck you!" she yelled, much too loud.

"Oh? I hear someone say she wants to fuck? I'm down to fuck right now." I answered in a gentle voice, and just slammed into her wet pussy.

Peach came instantly from the pleasure overload, but I resisted for a dozen seconds or so. "M-moron. I'm sensitive right now." she muttered a bit in pain, yet blushing fiercely from pleasure.

"Take the other two pills at once." I demanded in a stronger voice.

As soon as Peach ingested the two pills, I began fucking her rapidly, while she held me very tight. And kept doing this for an hour, until my ears popped and my balance returned. I felt the world become right, as if I was walking on my toes for my whole life. But now, I was not only a dancer, but a martial artist and even a painter.

As for my dick, I could do tricks now. Twirl and rotate my tip, pulse my muscles in waves and a dozens more.

"You made a pill to give you a magic dick?" Peach wondered as her eyes glazed over from pleasure.

"I think your pussy can do even better tricks now." I said with a grin, and sat down on the couch to let her experiment.

And indeed, her pussy had become an entire massage parlor, with a hundred tricks being used in turns, then in tandems until I exploded like a rocket.

"This is a great Miracle, dick wizard. The girls will ride you for days." Peach whispered in a faint voice. And then fell asleep, with my dick inside.

My dick had magic powers now.