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Amazo vs the DC Universe	By : Hyperion Category: DC Verse Comics > Justice League Views: 57848 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Deep in the Canadian wilderness, miles away from prying eyes, a ferocious battle raged near the front doors of what used to be the Weapon X facility. Once home and prison to Wolverine, the abandoned facility now served as a decrepit monument to the atrocities humanity felt entitled to commit against mutantkind. The X-Men had shut Weapon X down years ago, and destroyed every file and machine they could find inside, but the place was a labyrinth that stretched miles underground. There was no telling how much stuff they had missed, whether it could be used against mutants, and who might come back to get it.
To make up for that, the X-Men had rigged a satellite to focus one of its feeds over the dense Canadian forests. The makeshift alert system notified the X-Men of activity around the ruins of Weapon X, enabling them to move quickly to nip it in the bud. Thus far, it had been very effective, but now the X-Men were faced with the prospect of the system's first failure. They'd been alerted to activity in the wilderness, but they hadn't been able to determine who was on the ground. Only a small team of mutants were available to respond to the unknown threat, and so half an hour later, Beast, Colossus, Emma Frost and the triplet hive-mind telepaths known as the Stepford Cuckoos had arrived on the scene.
"In hindsight, we should have called the Avengers for backup," Beast remarked.
"Da. I would not mind the aid of the Hulk at this moment," Colossus agreed.
Emma Frost pursed her lips as she studied the enemy before them, her white cape fluttering in the breeze. "Hindsight's always too late to be useful, Henry. We do the best with what we have."
Their enemy, a hulking mountain of a man covered in strange red armor all over his body, snorted in response. "Lady, if this is yer best, you should all probably head back home. There ain't no medals for participation here. I'm just gonna beat you till you're mush."
Beast spoke first, asking the question that was foremost on all the X-Men's minds. "What could the Juggernaut possibly want with Weapon X? You're not a mutant, Cain. Your powers come from that magic gem on your chestplate."
Cain Marko shrugged. "I don't give a rat's ass about Weapon X. I got paid real good money to go underground here and find some old schematics from the 80's. Guy who hired me wants to make his own Wolverines. Plural."
"You're not getting it, Cain," Emma replied firmly. "I don't know who would hire you, and I don't particularly care. One Wolverine is more than enough trouble as it is."
The Juggernaut flexed his massive arms lazily. "And you're gonna stop me? Fat chance."
The Cuckoos spoke up; Celeste, Phoebe and Irma speaking one after the other.
"We can't hurt him, not physically, but..."
"....get rid of that helmet of his and we should...."
"........be able to switch off his mind."
"That is easier said than done," Colossus commented. "But we will do our best. Stand ready, ladies."

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Invisible and undetectable, Amazo watched and listened to the exchange from a nearby hill. Stranded in a universe that was completely alien to him, he'd been forced to select a breeding subject while relying on the limited information that was available to him. The superhuman beings collectively called "mutants" seemed radically different in terms of appearance from the standard strain of superhuman genetics he had encountered. While most supers at least looked human, many mutants did not. Case in point: of the five X-Men engaged in battle with the Juggernaut, at least two were decidedly inhuman in appearance.
The one called Beast, real name Hank McCoy, was some form of talking animal; standing at nearly six and a half feet, with blue fur all over his body and the facial structure of some sort of anthropomorphic cat, there was no mistaking him for human. While the other male X-Man, Colossus, seemed to have somehow converted his entire body into living steel.
The woman that Amazo had selected for breeding, the one whose child would be the first step towards conquest of this world, seemed to be completely human in appearance, but it was evident from her scant clothing that she was a superhero of some variety. The android's files identified her as Emma Grace Frost, a Massachusetts native who had gained telepathic powers in her teenage years. Since then, she'd used those powers to climb up the social ladder, first as a member of the Hellfire Club, and then as one of the X-Men. Geneticists had estimated that mutants were poised to grow in power and numbers until they eventually replaced humanity as the Earth's dominant species; and so Emma's proximity to Scott Summers, leader of the X-Men, made her a high-priority target.
But the presence of the Cuckoos confused Amazo. His scanners indicated that not only did the three 18-year-old blondes share identical DNA, they seemed to be genetically related to Emma despite the absence of birth records to that effect. Clones, perhaps, or artificially aged daughters. Whatever the reason, if they were so closely related to Emma Frost, they could make for suitable breeding subjects as well.

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Meanwhile, the X-Men's battle against Juggernaut wasn't going quite as planned. Beast and Colossus engaged the titan, ducking and weaving away from his blows as they tried to wrest his helmet away from him. Each time they got close, Marko would simply pound his palms together, creating a powerful shockwave that knocked the two away.
"I can do this all day, kiddos," Marko jeered. "Sooner or later, you're gonna break."
"He's right," Hank whispered to Piotr. 'We're going to need to fight smarter to take him down."
Emma's voice sounded in their heads as she discussed strategy telepathically. "There's a beam at the top of the building that's just hanging off the ledge, Colossus. If you can make it fall toward Cain, he'll catch it by instinct."
"I see it," Piotr replied. "Here goes nothing!"
The metal mutant charged forward, and Juggernaut leaned forward, his arms preparing to grab hold of Colossus when he got close. But at the lost possible second, Piotr diverted to the side, running past Marko and slamming his body as hard as he could into the concrete walls of the Weapon X building. As the shockwave reverberated through the decaying structure, the rusting beam hanging precariously off the roof leaned forward and began to fall; and just as Emma had predicted, Juggernaut's instincts kicked in, as he caught hold of the beam without thinking, leaving both his arms occupied.
The split-second's diversion was all Beast needed to lunge forward and whip around onto Marko's back, and before the armored powerhouse realized what was happening, Henry had yanked off the magical helmet that protected his mind from telepaths. On cue, Emma and the Cuckoos fired a combined psychic assault at his mind.
"NYAAAARGH!" he yelled, clutching his skull as he fell to his knees.
"He's quite literally personifying the old brain vs brawn dilemma," the Cuckoos remarked.
Brain quickly won out, as Juggernaut's arms slumped to his side and he lost all motor control over his body. Helpless and on his knees, he glared at the X-Men who had, once again, somehow found a way to beat him. A wide range of obscenities floated through his head, while his tongue stubbornly refused to voice them.
Emma smiled in smug satisfaction. "That's not very nice, Cain. I can't be certain, of course, but I'm reasonably sure Henry has never....er, popped a fistula."
Beast's eyes widened in shock. "What?"
"I'm afraid our new captive is harboring some rather uncharitable thoughts, Hank....."

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Amazo observed the Juggernaut's defeat, pleased at the Cuckoo's role in it. It supported his hypothesis that they would serve as good breeding stock as well. Marko's defeat also opened up certain possibilities: the X-Men might now drop their guard, believing the only threat in the area to be subdued.
After the disastrous events at Titans Tower, he was loath to create new clones to handle the four females he was going to impregnate now. Besides, his reserves of magical power had been depleted by the forced teleportation to this universe, and he wasn't sure how he was going to refill them again. The abilities he had been created with were still fully functional, however, and thus the most reliable. His body contorted as he began dividing himself in half, then in quarters, then in eighths, and so on into smaller and smaller pieces, until all that was left of him was a vast swarm of metallic wasps; each bearing his consciousness and programmed with a specific purpose.
The swarm descended upon the X-Men with blinding speed, catching them by surprise and not giving them a second to gather themselves. As the thick cloud of android insects buzzed around them like a cybernetic tornado, the X-Men flailed wildly, Colossus occasionally smashing a few of the wasps with his giant arms. Amazo's nanites allowed him to repair any damage done to one of the wasps instantly, which kept the swarm intact throughout. While the mutants struggled to break free, three of the wasps stealthily detached from the swarm and flew toward Beast, Colossus and the still immobile Juggernaut.
The first two wasps landed on the necks of Beast and Colossus, injecting them with a sentient techno-organic virus. The third wasp, unable to penetrate Juggernaut's indestructible skin, shrunk down, flew in through his ear, and injected the virus directly into his brain.
The effect on all three men was immediate. Their eyes began to glow an unearthly green, even as the virus restructured their minds, making them subservient to Amazo's cause, while nanites spread down their bloodstream, entering their testicles. Within seconds, the nanites had re-engineered the sperm inside each man's balls, changing them into sperm containing Ivo's hybrid DNA. If Amazo could not create three new bodies to impregnate subjects with, he would simply use other people's bodies to do the job for him.
The swarm abated as the wasps lifted away from Emma and the Cuckoos, converging together and forcibly blending to slowly recreate Amazo in his original form.
As the telepaths picked themselves off up the ground, the first sight before them was the giant, eight-foot-tall android from another universe, studying Emma intently. Then they saw Beast and Colossus standing behind him; and for a second they were relieved that their teammates were unharmed. Until they saw the strange emerald glow in the eyes of all the men, and the hungry look of a barely chained animal within.
"Who are you, and what have you done to Henry and Peter?" Emma demanded.
When Amazo maintained his cold silence, the Cuckoos tried to scan the minds of Beast, Colossus and Juggernaut to find out what had happened to them.
"The big robot, he....
"......did something to them, they've got....."
"......something in their brains that's blocking us out."
In addition to Despero's telepathy, Amazo had copied the telepathic powers of Mera and Miss Martian as well during those encounters. As such, his technology was capable of putting up a psychic defense that Emma and the Cuckoos combined couldn't so much as scratch. With their main weapon rendered useless, the four telepaths became more aware than ever of how prone they were. The absence of telepathy to defend themselves with made the Cuckoos made the Cuckoos acutely conscious of their miniskirts that were just a little too short, just as Emma subconsciously sought to pull her cape over her skimpy costume. It was essentially just lingerie, after all.
Amazo spoke then, startling them out of their discomfort. "Target #7: Emma Frost. Special Category: Extradimensional." Before the words had finished ringing through the wilderness, Amazo had morphed his horsecock out of thin air again; the thick, throbbing monster swaying between his legs in the breeze, just a few inches away from the ground.
The obscene sight shocked the Cuckoos out of their hive-mind connection, reverting them back to individuals. "Oh my god," Celeste shrieked, "what on Earth is going on?"
"Get behind me, girls," Emma ordered, trying to keep her voice steady, disguising the panic they all felt. There were only a few possible reasons someone would whip out their cock like that, and none of them were pleasant to consider.
But Amazo was not the only one with something to say. After his declaration, Beast, Colossus and Juggernaut began speaking as well, but not in their usual voices. Rather than Hank's erudite tone or Piotr's Russian accent or even Cain's blue-collar syntax, the three spoke with Amazo's hollow, metallic voice.
Beast spoke first. "Target #8: Phoebe Cuckoo. Special Category: Extradimensional." With a savage motion, he ripped away his uniform, provoking gasps from the women as his manhood sprang to full erection. Sheathed in blue fur like the rest of him, a thick, fleshy red rod emerged, not unlike a dog's cock. The veins decorating the organ glowed the same color as Hank's eyes.
Colossus followed. "Target #9: Celeste Cuckoo. Special Category: Extradimensional." He had no need to rip away his uniform; the emergence of his fat steel cock did that for him, as the organ ripped through his clothing, eight hard inches of an uncut, shimmering metal penis poking out.
And finally, Juggernaut addressed the breeding subject that had been chosen for him. "Target #10: Irma Cuckoo. Special Category: Extradimensional." Cain was a very large man, bigger than even Colossus, and his cock rivaled Amazo's in size and thickness; pre-cum already glistening at the tip of the giant purple head.
As Emma and the Cuckoos huddled together in horror, Amazo raised his hand in the air for a second, before bringing it down to signal his new drones forward. "Project Regenesis will resume."
Phoebe was the first to try and run. She scrambled for the trees, hoping she could lose her pursuer in the forest, but in a matter of seconds Beast had crashed into her, sending her tumbling to the grass. "Mr. McCoy, please!" she cried, but there was no trace of Henry McCoy left; all that remained was a savage, snarling beast, now driven only by his biological imperative to mate. Phoebe took in a deep breath and whimpered softly at the sight of Beast baring his sharp claws, and before long the animal had ripped her clothes to shreds, leaving her completely bare.
Colossus and Juggernaut pulled Celeste and Irma away from Emma, ignoring their pleas as they stripped away their shirts and mini-skirts, until all that was left were the matching pairs of white lingerie. "No!" Emma screamed. "Let them go!" The only response she received was Amazo zooming behind her and grabbing her from behind, as he morphed his finger into a razor-sharp talon. Lazily running the edge of the talon along Emma's corset, he cut through the strings that held the garment together, and under the strain of Emma's breasts, it popped loose by itself. With a few more flicks of the talon, her underwear, barely more than a thong, fell loose as well; now Emma was clad only in her flowing white cape as Amazo slipped his thick rod between her thighs, giving her forewarning of what was soon to come.
Beast hungrily ran his tongue along Phoebe's neck, slobbering over her neck and lapping at her small C-cups. Wresting her legs apart, he slipped his tongue into her nethers; sampling his mate, allowing her involuntary gasps of lust to set the tone. With the fervor of an animal in heat, he rammed his cock inside her, rutting and thrusting frantically as Phoebe felt her tight vagina stretch in a desperate effort to try and accomodate the biggest penis she'd ever have inside her. His heavy paws weighed down on her breasts, absentmindedly fondling his bitch, as he pushed harder and harder. She could feel the wetness of his member; natural lubricants trickling across the walls of her womanhood, each pulsing vein of his cock brushing against her folds and forcing her to bite down to not cry out in pleasure.
As it turned out, Phoebe was lucky. Colossus forced Celeste down on her hands and knees and took her doggy style, eight inches of steel cock forcing their way inside her. A sharp, searing pain ran through Celeste, making her scream in agony as she felt the cold, unforgiving steel fill her up to her cervix. There were no natural lubricants for her. Colossus had gone in rough and dry, and in contrast to the degree of pleasure Phoebe was getting from her mating session with Beast, Celeste got only pain. She closed her eyes and prayed for it to be over, while Colossus held her down by her shoulders and continued piledriving her cunt.
Juggernaut, on the other hand, wasn't using Irma as much of a breeding subject; she seemed to be more like his masturbatory aid. Wrapping his enormous hand over her waist, he jammed her down onto his gigantic cock. Irma screamed after the first ram pushed nearly half of his cockhead inside her; the damn thing was nearly the size of her skull. When he brought her crashing down on his cock the second time, the entire head pushed its way inside, forcing Irma to split her legs apart further so that she might avoid a few broken bones. Over and over he pushed her down on his cock, before pulling her off and jamming her back down again, turning her into little more than a fuckrag to get himself off. When his enormous cockhead had shoved its way past her poor cervix and lodged itself inside her womb, the swollen bulge of Irma's belly gave her a preview of what pregnancy was going to be like.
With her arms pinned behind her, Emma was forced to watch as her students were raped before her very eyes. Her sympathy quickly grew limited, however, when she felt Amazo pull her legs apart and squeeze the flared head of his cock past her labia. She groaned and clutched the android's metal exterior as the breeding rod pushed inside her at a torturously slow pace. In her time at the Hellfire Club, she'd "entertained" many men, several of them well endowed, and all with their own strange fetishes they'd been aching to try out. Despite all the entertaining she'd had to do, expensive plastic surgery had kept her cunt as tight as ever; but now, Amazo was splitting her open so wide she wasn't sure any amount of surgery could change how loose she was becoming every second.
As she felt Amazo's cock knocking at the doors of her womb, Emma panicked and accessed her secondary mutation, transforming her flesh into living diamond instantly. Amazo was now confronted with a nearly indestructible cervix blocking his cock from entering Emma's womb. To compensate, he made his cockhead intangible, phasing through Emma's diamond cervix, before becoming solid again inside her womb. When Emma looked down, she was greeted with the horrifying sight of Amazo's giant cock pumping into her, clearly visible through her translucent skin. Suppressing the urge to pass out in shock, she shifted back into her normal form. As her body became flesh again, the sensitive nerves and vessels inside her womanhood were forced to suddenly adjust to the presence of a horsecock battering her womb. A wave of forced pleasure surged through Emma's brain, transporting her back to those years spent lapdancing in the Hellfire Club, and she screamed like the whore she'd always been at heart as an orgasm ripped through her, her juices streaming down Amazo's cock.
The force of Emma's orgasm was so intense that her telepathic mind triggered a chain reaction in the Cuckoos; forcing the triplet sisters to orgasm in unison. Beast's slobber had coated Phoebe's neck and breasts, and she shuddered and arched her back forward as her body was wracked with lust. Hank howled to the moon as he released his load inside his bitch, his animal cock ballooning into a knot to keep his seed locked inside her fertile womb. Celeste groaned as her cunt squeezed down in the middle of her orgasm, prompting Colossus to fire his metallic jizz down her birthing canal. Aided by gravity, the hot semen quickly coated the walls of her womb. Irma had long since passed out from the pain. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as Juggernaut jerked her up and down on his cock, finally erupting inside her. When Marko was spent, he dropped Irma, cum gushing out of her gaping vagina onto the grass underneath.
Watching his drones accomplish his bidding, Amazo triggered the release of his own genetically altered cum into Emma's womb, prolonging her shameful orgasm as she was impregnated with the monstrous child of an android from another universe. He released her arms, and Emma just hung on the tip of his cock for a few seconds, before slowly slipping off as his organ popped loose of her battered cunt. Through his X-ray vision, Ivo's android could see Emma's eggs absorbing the seed forcing their way inside.
With all participants now unconscious after the mating process, it was necessary to recloth and reprogram their minds; they all had to forget about the orgy of breeding that had just concluded, and the women would need to have their maternal instincts boosted to carry their pregnancies to term. Once all was done, the Juggernaut began stirring from his sleep. Almost immediately, Amazo had forced him back down and clamped his hand onto the Crimson Gem of Cyttorak welded upon Marko's armor.
"Hey!" Cain protested. "Leggo!"
Amazo ignored his protests. "This gem is a source of great magic. I will have it."
"Over my dead body!"
The two giants wrestled for possession of the Gem, while Amazo's systems stealthily drained away magical energy from Juggernaut, filling his depleted reserves again. Once the energy had reached critical mass, both men began to glow with scarlet energy, before disappearing in a flash of light: Marko found himself stranded on an island in the middle of the ocean, while Amazo, to his great relief, had been pulled back to his own universe, finding himself in Ivo's dilapidated lab once more.
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Hours later, the X-Men awoke, confused over why they had all been unconscious and not knowing where the Juggernaut had gone. A brief investigation indicated that Weapon X had not been broken into. Cain seemed to have simply left, for whatever reason. As they made their way back inside the Blackbird stealth jet they'd arrived in, Beast helped Phoebe climb the steps into the plane.
"Thanks, Mr. McCoy. I feel sore all over."
"Don't mention it, my dear," Beast replied, completely unaware that Phoebe's soreness was the result of their wild mating session hours ago.
As the plane ascended into the sky and took off in the direction of New York, Colossus cracked open a bottle of wine and poured out a glass for himself. "Refreshments, Emma?" he asked.
Emma looked at him with an odd expression on her face before finally replying. "I think I'll pass on that offer, Peter. I can't put my finger on it, but for some reason I feel like quitting drinking for a while...."
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