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Amazo vs the DC Universe	By : Hyperion Category: DC Verse Comics > Justice League Views: 57831 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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The shores of Themyscira glimmered like powdered gold in the moonlight, the grains of sand spiraling upwards into minute dust devils as the wind toyed with them. The island of myth was hard to find, almost impossible for a mortal, and even once it was found, all it appeared to be was a wild, impenetrable jungle in the middle of the Mediterranean. But those capable of navigating the wilderness could follow a path straight to the ancient city at its center --- the home of the legendary Amazons, an all-female race of warriors created by the Olympian Gods.
Amazo was capable. Under cover of darkness, the android had infiltrated the city of the Amazons, camouflaging himself against the walls as he sneaked past the sentries, his computers running a grid-by-grid analysis of the land while the populace slept. There were slightly over 300 Amazons in Themyscira, but there were other bio-readings popping up in his brain. Intrigued, he followed his internal map to the location of the anomalous readings.
His search led him to a building in the north of the city, which seemed to be empty. A quick X-ray scan revealed that was merely a cover, and that the real purpose of the empty building lay down a flight of steps that led to a vast underground dungeon. Amazons patrolled the dungeon in regular shifts, but Amazo was more interested in the inhabitants of the jail cells they were guarding. These were not Amazons. But like the mutants in the strange alternate universe he had visited, these prisoners of war could be of use to him.
Every atom of the land, air and water that made up the island of Themyscira resonated with powerful magic --- the product of divine power invested in the soil. Circe's magic was amplified to an incredible extent here, and as he began summoning arcane energies for a spell that would envelop the entire island, the walls echoed with the warning cries of the Amazons keeping watch. The iron doors of the jail began to creak and groan as they slid back to release their prisoners, and when they stepped out, Amazo's nanites washed over them.

When the shattered chunks of the moon had come crashing down to the Earth, the first thing the United Nations had done was to transmit a message to the Justice League, begging them to come back to Earth. Having liberated a planet across the galaxy from Durlan invaders, the League decided the planet's natives could handle the rest by themselves, and that their homeworld needed them more. They'd split up to make sure each of the most affected cities had at least one hero on hand to help. Hours later, they gathered in the Hall of Justice to analyse the damage and decide their next course of action.
"What about the one that fell on Australia?" Superman asked.
"I detect no thoughts within several miles of that meteorite," Martian Manhunter mused, "it is likely it landed in the middle of the desert, far from human habitation."
A powerful wind rushed through the room as a red blur zipped in. "Checkedoutthreedifferentcontinents!" the Flash yelled, still caught up in the rush of hypersonic movement, "SouthAmerica'sokay, thelocalscanhandleitfine butweneedtogoto BangkokIstanbulandMoscow, theygothitbad--"
"Barry, we can't understand a damn thing you're saying."
Flash took a microsecond to catch his breath before perking up again. "Sorry, Hal. Bangkok, Istanbul and Moscow need us ASAP."
"Damage control is all well and good, but we still don't know how this happened," Cyborg pointed out, "how do we know this is over? That something worse isn't coming?"
"Who do we know who's got the power to blow up the moon, anyway?" Hal asked. "Weapon Master? Doctor Destiny? Bizarro?"
As was the case when answers were needed, all eyes turned to Batman. The Dark Knight's eyes narrowed as he considered the possibilities. "I have a theory. Nothing more."
"Your theories, more often than not, tend to become fact, Bruce. Who did this?" J'onn asked.
Batman called up a holographic interface from his suit's gauntlet. A camera feed from a secret satellite began to play for the rest of the League --- a video of a frail old man stumbling to his knees as his body failed him, before collapsing forever. "I've got two WayneTech satellites configured to keep a close watch on recurring threats. This one just sent me a notification when we came back to Earth. Anthony Ivo died three days ago. Cancer." While the rest of the heroes were still watching the feed, Bruce looked over at Superman. "Stop blaming yourself, Clark. It wasn't your fault."
"I know," Superman began, "but--"
"Wait, I'm in the dark here," Aquaman interrupted, "what happened between Clark and Ivo?"
"He attacked Metropolis a while back," Superman explained, "one of his power suits, his usual MO.....but the suit got damaged in the fight and leaked inwards, exposing him to catastrophic amounts of radiation. That's how he got cancer. I wasn't fast enough to save him."
"Because he'd poisoned you with kryptonite," Batman interjected, "Again, it wasn't your fault."
"Doesn't make me feel any better about it," Clark replied.
"So that's your theory?" Wonder Woman asked, "Ivo's last scheme?"
"It's possible. We'll know more once I investigate further."
"Investigations can wait, for now," Superman proclaimed, "our first priority is the people in need. J'onn and Hal, head to Moscow. Bruce, Barry, Vic, Istanbul's yours. Diana, Arthur and I will handle Bangkok. We've got the Titans helping out in Vegas, the Justice Society in Canada and the Metal Men in Ghana --- with some luck, we should be able to account for every chunk of the moon between us all."
Diana's expression was troubled. "I'd like to quickly check on Themyscira first. I haven't heard from my sisters since our return."
Aquaman nodded. "I know the first thing I did when we came back was to check on Atlantis. Clark and I can tackle Bangkok till you return. Make it quick, though."
"Then it's settled," Superman declared, "we all know what to do. Let's head out."

Wonder Woman arrived on Themyscira an hour after Amazo had set foot on the island. From afar, it didn't seem like any of the chunks had crashed down on her home, but the thick jungle that surrounded the city of the Amazons made it hard to be sure. The knot in her stomach grew as she made her way through the forest. Themyscira was silent. Abnormally so. What she didn't know yet was that Amazo's spell had altered the fundamental balance of magic on the island, distorting it to something darker --- and far more malevolent.
Her sense of concern worsened when she finally reached the outskirts of the city. There were no sentries on watch, no guards patrolling the perimeter, no one standing by to open the gate ---- and inside the city, all the houses seemed deserted. She dashed down the streets, searching every house along her path, but there was no sign of life inside any of them. A sick dread began to spread from inside her ---- something had spirited her sisters away in the dead of night, and she hadn't been around to save them --- and she only felt worse when she realized that at the moment, her friends in the Justice League would be far too busy to help.
The sound of footsteps resonating down the empty streets caught her attention, and she was relieved to see two Amazons she recognized coming her way. "Artemis! Charis!" she cried out. "What happened? Where are our sisters?"
The two smiled at Diana, which reassured her somewhat that nothing malevolent seemed to have taken place. "Your mother, the Queen, has called a Grand Conclave, Princess," Artemis replied, "every citizen of Themyscira is within the main hall of the royal palace as we speak."
At this, Wonder Woman was confused. Grand Conclaves were exceptionally rare occurrences, and they never involved every single Amazon. They were usually reserved for declarations of war or warnings of impending invasion. "Is it Ares? Is he leading the hordes of Tartarus against us?"
Still smiling, Charis shook her head. "Nothing so dire, Princess. The Grand Conclave meets this night on a matter that might change Themyscira's role in Earth's destiny once and for all. For the better, we hope."
Her words didn't help alleviate Diana's confusion. "Charis, what's going on--"
"All in good time," Artemis interrupted, "your mother wanted to give you the joyous news herself, Diana.....we're here to escort you to the main palace."
Diana was still perplexed, but she was reassured that nothing bad had happened to her sisters. Sheathing her sword, she followed Artemis and Charis as they led her into the heart of the city, towards the gleaming, ancient palace at its center. The lights were on throughout the palace, and the faint but discernable din of hundreds of voices resounded from within. "Artemis," she urged, "by our bond of sisterhood, by the bond we have shared since we were children, tell me all is well in Themyscira...."
The flame-haired Amazon just continued to smile at her old friend. "Of course it is, Diana. Why would you think otherwise?"
"A Grand Conclave has never signified good news," Wonder Woman pointed out, "not once since the gods created our island."
"Doesn't the old saying go that there's a first time for everything?" Artemis replied cryptically.
"Come on, Artemis, at least give me a hint!"
Artemis held her tongue until they had stepped past the palace's threshold, speaking only once the colossal doors had closed behind them. "You're going to be our new Queen," she blurted out excitedly, "Hippolyta has decided the time is ripe for you to ascend, and she's abdicating in your favor."
The news hit Wonder Woman like a cannon. She'd always known she would sit in the throne one day, but her mother was still in the prime of her ageless life --- surely the day was further away than she needed to worry about. As if recognizing and seeking to assauge her doubt, Charis chimed in as well. "It's true, Diana. We have a new leader."
Diana wasn't sure she was ready --- or fully qualified --- to be Queen of the Amazons, though Artemis and Charis seemed to have more faith in her abilities than she did. She took a moment to gather her thoughts before speaking again. "I need to talk to my mother about this. It's so sudden---"
"Perhaps," Artemis admitted, "but we all knew this was coming, and we're all behind you, Diana. Now come, the Queen awaits."
Following once again, Diana was led to the main hall of the royal palace. Her thoughts swam with memories of a childhood spent between the pillars and secret chambers, carefree and innocent --- back then, she'd dressed up as the Queen to her mother's amusement, but it wasn't until years later that she'd begun to understand the weight and gravity of the responsibilities that would one day be hers. She'd thought herself ready for the inevitable, but now that it was here, all she could think about were the butterflies in her stomach.
It was probably why she wasn't ready for what happened next.
As the doors to the main hall swung open, Diana was instantly hit by a thick miasma of powerful energy --- the same kind that had enveloped the room. The sudden shock of the mystical attack overwhelmed her as she felt the spell snake in through her mouth and nose, spreading its influence through every atom of her being. Once it was done, she coughed heavily to clear her lungs. Her vision was an indistinct blur, and it took long panicked second until she could see what was in front of her. And when she saw what was in front of her, a part of her wished she'd been struck blind.
The scene unfolding before her couldn't simply be called an orgy. It was nothing short of a cornucopia of animalistic debauchery. The gigantic hall was filled with savage beasts run amok; minotaurs, cyclopses, satyrs, werewolves, dark pegasi, every manner of monster from the depths of Hades, usually confined to the dungeons below Themyscira as prisoners of war, was free within the royal palace. And pinned beneath them, perched on top of them, frollicking eagerly with the beasts in carnal ecstasy, were her sisters. The Amazons of Themyscira were gathered in the palace, each woman awaiting her turn with one of the equally eager beasts.
"Almost forgot to mention," Artemis murmured, "Themyscira has a new King as well, and he's decreed the creation of a new army..."
The monsters ravaging the city of gorgeous women gathered in the palace possessed veins that glowed with the green light of Amazo's cybernetic infection, a techno-organic virus similar to the one used against the X-Men that made them carriers of the hybrid seed. The Amazons seemed to have taken the new King's edict to heart as well: there were only around 50 or 60 of the creatures and over 300 women, but the ones not being held down and impregnated were content to wait in line for their chance to be seeded. It was an atrocity against the proud race of warriors, and one Diana would have demanded someone's head for, but her legs felt like they were made of lead and her tongue of cotton. She couldn't move or speak, and the spell was making her thoughts murkier --- making it harder and harder to be angry about what was happening......
She was shocked back to some semblance of awareness by the feeling of Charis' fingers against her skin. The warm digits felt like jolts of lightning against her exposed flesh all of a sudden, flaring out in arcs that made her most tender zones quiver. Charis was busy stripping away the golden bustier that heaved and jiggled as she stood in stunned silence. She felt the cold air lick at her firm, dark nipples, felt them harden quickly, and felt her lips part to moan as those fingers gently squeezed a nipple between them, cupping one of her tits in their grip. "Ch-Charis...."
"Shhhh," Artemis said, "we all have our part to play, Diana, you as well......right now, our part is to prepare you for the throne." She ran the edge of a cold blade against Diana's skin, tantalizing her as it moved below, methodically sawing off her bottom garment until Wonder Woman was completely bare, the royal womanhood exposed for all to see. With her dulled perceptions, she could vaguely sense Charis pulling her arms behind her back, tying the Princess' wrists together with her own golden lasso, whispering that it was the King's will, and any objections she could have summoned up the will to express were quickly lost when Artemis pressed her lips against Diana's for a brief eternity, fingers snaking down to her pussy, exulting in the sound of Diana's gasp as she slipped a finger into that sanctum.....
"Remember, Diana?" Artemis whispered, "When we were just becoming women, so many years ago? When we were new to the pleasures of the flesh? When we taught each other when no one was looking?"
Diana remembered, her moaning growing louder and louder as the images of those sweaty, clumsy experiments with each other's bodies swam into her mind. Around her, a cyclops with four arms and two cocks grunted as he filled up another pair of Amazons, only to have another two take their places on top of his breeding rods; three of her sisters were perched beneath the haunches of a Pegasus, gripping its monstrous shaft and stroking in tandem to bring the beast to climax, and on the far end of the room, she could see Alkyone, usually the most prudish person she knew, with her legs spread wide to accommodate the queue of minotaurs waiting to dump their loads inside her already mildly bloated belly. Diana's pussy grew wet from the barrage of stimuli all around her, and Artemis exclaimed in delight. "You're ready, Diana......now you can go see the Queen."
She pulled away from Wonder Woman and walked away, offering herself to the nearest monster -- in this case, a satyr that pinned her down and speared her asshole with his cock without any further ceremony. Artemis' face contorted in pain from the brutal entry, but she quickly grew acclimated after the fourth thrust and began moving in tandem with her bestial lover. "U-up the steps, Diana," she gasped, "Hippolyta is waiting."
Automatically and almost unconsciously, Diana walked the long path to the steps that led to the throne of Themyscira. Behind her, she could hear the lusty cries of Amazons caught in the throes of carnal passion, while ahead, she could see her sisters surrendering to their most primal instincts: sucking off centaurs, seducing demons, readying themselves to be the receptacles of gallons of Ivo-seed that the creatures eagerly pumped their pussies full of. Arousal and envy pulsed from Diana’s core, seizing her with the urge to abandon her path and join her sisters, but Artemis’ last words still echoed in her brain, and she had no power but to travel up the steps to the throne.

From the distance, Diana could catch the gleam of her mother’s lustrous blonde hair, but it was only once she was closer that she realized her mother was not alone. The royal seat was occupied, by whom Diana did not know. Her mother’s body obscured the guest’s face. But once she was close enough, Diana realized --- to her immense shock --- that she was face to face with the infamous android Amazo. A small part of her brain, the part that hadn’t yet succumbed to the spell, blared warnings while desperately trying to remind her of Batman’s theory about Ivo’s involvement in the moon’s destruction, but that part was fading quickly. Most of Diana’s attention was focused not on Amazo, but Hippolyta.
Hippolyta's naked skin glistened with a thin layer of sweat as she rode Amazo cowgirl-style. It trickled down her perfect features, hanging near her chin before dripping onto the voluptuous breasts that had been the subject of odes from centuries past. The realization that her mother was being fucked by Amazo was not the first thing that crossed Diana's mind, but rather, curiosity over how well-endowed her lover was. She could not see the cock, what with so much of it buried inside her mother, but judging from how Hippolyta's lips parted in silent prayer to the gods as she rose and fell in Amazo's lap, it was a considerable thing.
"M-mother?"
The Amazon Queen craned her neck around to smile at her only daughter --- her features tired from the intense sexual session, but proud of both herself and the Princess. "Diana," she moaned, "I've been keeping the throne warm for you..."
Placing her arms on Amazo's shoulders, Hippolyta began to slowly pull herself free. It took some time, the silence punctuated by her gasps as more and more of the organ slipped out of her stretched labia, but she was finally free. Wonder Woman's gaze was transfixed on Amazo's cock. Over a foot long, as thick as a tree branch and coated in her mother's juices, she felt her own womanhood moisten as the desire to host it inside her own body deepened. Wobbling a bit as she walked towards her daughter, Hippolyta reached out and planted a deep kiss on Diana's lips, driving her completely over the edge as she surrendered to the spell. She felt her mother's fingers slide down her back, nearing her smooth cheeks, and she almost came then and there---
"No," Hippolyta interrupted, breaking the kiss and moving her arm away, "perhaps another time.......right now, you must ascend the throne, my love."
Yes, Diana thought to herself, as she hungered over the throbbing, erect throne of Themyscira, waiting for her to mount it. It was her throne, and she had to take it.
With one final parting kiss, Hippolyta nudged her daughter towards her inheritance. "Our king --- your king ---- awaits." The former Queen left her daughter in front of the throne and made her way down the steps, walking into the mass orgy of Amazons below. Once she reached the bottom step, two werewolves charged toward her, each eager to empty their loads inside their chosen female. The beasts stood nearly a foot above Hippolyta, and neither one was particularly pleased with the other's presence. Just as it seemed they would come to blows, Hippolyta stepped between them, placing her hands on their pulsing erections and calming their tempers. Agreeing to share their bitch, the wolves pulled her off the stairs and onto the floor, where they sandwiched her between their bodies and slammed deep into her ass and pussy.
Back up the stairs, Diana had climbed onto the throne, squatting with her legs on the armrests as she positioned her quivering womanhood at the tip of her king's organ. She was deeply uneasy at the prospect of fitting something that large inside herself, but the cold, implacable visage of the king was oddly comforting. Bracing for the sensations to come, she summoned every ounce of will she had......and took the plunge.
Diving down onto oversized cock beneath her, she was filled up all at once, crying out to Hera as pain and pleasure mingled like a bomb detonating at her quim. Diana could feel her tight, pristine pussy split open as the cock spread her labia inches apart, forcing its way up her birthing canal like a baseball bat shoved up a garden hose. She prayed to Athena, Hera, Aphrodite, Demeter, and every patron goddess of the Amazons she knew to help her accomodate her king's gift, until her hips were pressed flat against his. It was long minutes before her breathing settled back to normal, time she used to make herself comfortable with the thickness currently lodged inside her --- slowly, she started to like the feel of her anatomy wrapped around his. Just as she was almost comfortable with it, Amazo smirked at her.
Motors in the synthetic cock began to spin as it thrusted back and forth, in and out, like a superpowered jackhammer, blasting past Diana's cervix and hammering away at the walls of her indestructible womb. The sharp, vivid initial pain blurred away to a near constant series of orgasms as the vibrating cock touched every sensitive nerve inside her. For twenty straight minutes, Wonder Woman's divine body shook with pleasure, her perfect tits wobbling as Amazo gloated over the sight of the greatest superheroine to walk the face off the Earth now helpless before his dick. Whenever he lowered the speed of the motors to slow down his thrusting, she would whimper and beg for more, and when it returned to normal, she would choke out her gratitude in the middle of orgasmic cries. The part of Amazo's mechanical brain that was Anthony Ivo --- a part that had grown stronger and stronger with each superwhore degraded --- was thrilled beyond description by Wonder Woman's plight, completing her humiliation by catching her by the hair and pulling her in for a forceful kiss. It was a gesture less of affection than of subjugation, rewarded by Diana's most powerful orgasm yet when she felt her master's artificial tongue slide against hers, making her clench her pussy tight around his breeding rod. Amazo was tempted to release the load of hyper-virile sperm he'd stored especially for Wonder Woman inside her womb then and there, but he had one more trick up his sleeve.
The sound of enormous wings flapping behind her caught Diana's attention, and from the reflection in the throne's smooth metal surface, she could see that an enormous Pegasus had landed right behind her. But this was no ordinary Pegasus --- this was the steed Cheirus, one of Ares' many bastard children, and among the most high-profile prisoners the Amazons had jailed. His skin was darker than midnight, his eyes burned like embers in a fireplace, and every sinew of his powerful body evoked awe. Right now, however, his divinity and upbringing occupied a distant second in his mind to the desire to breed the fine filly before him. His enormous penis was longer than even Amazo's, and Diana was genuinely frightened as she felt it poke against her backside. How was she supposed to fit two monsters inside her?
Her sisters were just as shocked by what was about to transpire, and the Hall was abuzz with the whisperings of Amazons pausing their own mating sessions to gape in wild incredulity.
"She can't possibly----"
"Even the Princess couldn't----"
"She can," Hippolyta declared, still pinned between her lupine lovers, who had long since spent their loads inside her, their knotted cocks embedded within her holes. "A queen can."
Emboldened by her mother's confidence in her, Diana gritted her teeth and impelled herself to swallow the pain as Cheirus began to push himself inside her. Her tight, virgin asshole resisted with superhuman might, but the puckered ring eventually gave way, and Diana cried out in equal parts agony and ecstasy as she felt her bowels spread to accomodate the thick tree trunk of a horsecock making its way inside her.
The Amazons watched in awe, while Hippolyta glowed with pride. No other woman could accomplish such a feat, save for the new Queen of the Amazons.
Wedged between her king and her god, Diana's mind was an orgasmic battlefield, lapsing into fits of pleasure every 10 seconds. Her courage inspired her sisters to seek out more partners with greater gusto, fucking more and more beasts as they followed their queen's lead. But eventually, the divine body Wonder Woman was blessed with proved to be too much for even a god, and Cheirus whinnied loudly as his celestial semen erupted within Diana's bowels, filling her ass with his cream, a load so potent and voluminous that when he finally pulled out of her gaping asshole, a veritable waterfall of jizz came gushing out. This final humiliation of the Wonder Whore was all the push Amazo needed, and he gripped Diana's waist tight, holding her down against his lap as he exploded inside her as well, coating her womb with the emergency batch of sperm Ivo had created in case of emergency. This was a special dose, unlike any of the previous inseminations. The nanites present within this sample of semen would self-replicate until their timer ran out, causing the host to go through pregnancy again and again until enough hybrids were ready.
Rising abruptly, Amazo's cock slipped free of Wonder Woman's vagina, and she tumbled to the floor, lying flat on her back as semen dripped out of her holes. From the corner of his eye, Amazo could see Cheirus ascend to the skies, returning to his home. With one last, long triumphant look at the defiled, defeated Queen of the Amazons, he left the throne room, leaving the beasts and the Amazons to finish their mating on their own time.
Hippolyta crawled up to her only child, kissing Diana on the forehead as she rubbed her daughter's swollen belly. Within hours, Diana would give birth, and then she would swell up again, and give birth, and the cycle would continue until two hundred of Ivo's hybrid spawn were free. Wonder Woman was the only female on the planet capable of surviving such a process. Fortunately, the Amazons of Themyscira were on-hand to nurture and nourish Diana's children. It would be months before their own were born.

Amazo's final gift to Themyscira was a cloaking spell to disguise the island from the rest of the world. Until all the hybrids were born, no one but the Amazons could enter or leave, and the Amazons certainly didn't feel like being anywhere else now that he was through with them.
All mission parameters were satisfied, but there was one more person that Amazo wanted to visit. Someone he'd been meaning to pay a visit to since he was created.
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