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Forgive the spelling, my spellchecker is gone... don't ask me where, it's just gone.
Okay, let's get one thing straight, this story is intended for
adults only. So what's an adult? Anyone who is over the age legally
required of them to view pornography in thier country and/or state. If
you are below that age it is illegal for you to read the following
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whether you read this disclaimer or not.
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infringement is intended and no profit will be made from the
distribution of this story.
I am basing this story in the time between issues four and five
of JLA and Avengers, the story can be considered as a What If? or
Elseworlds story depending on your tastes, and should not be considered
as a part of regular (that's non-porno) DC or Marvel Continuity.
The teams are as follows :
JLA - Superman, Batman, Martian Manhunter, Wonder Woman, Flash,
Green Lantern, Aquaman and Green Arrow.
Avengers - Captain America, Thor, Iron Man, Scarlet Witch,
Hawkeye, Warbird, Justice and Firestar.
With appearances by Oracle, Nightwing, Tomorrow Woman, Tigra,
Moondragon and Eros.
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And now, finally, here is the story!
JLA/Avengers - The Forgotten, Part Nine.
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Nightwing and Zatanna's bodies had been infected with the
nano-tech on contact, which had taken control of thier bodies
molecular structure, converted thier bio-signatures to digital coding
and transported them through the computer systems back to Oracle's room
via her modem.
Barbara knew she had done this, but she didn't know how and she
didn't care. Her overriding thought had been that she wanted to find
Nightwing and Zatanna and bring them to her, and the neuro-tech had
responded and done so. It was an advanced example of a limb, just as
she didn't know how her brain made her hand pick up a pen and use it, she
didn't know how the nano-tech had brought them here. Her subconscious
mind had become her conscious mind, all her inhibitions were shed and
she was only aware of a sharp aching in her loins, she wanted to fuck,
she wanted to be fucked.
Zatanna and Nightwing stared at her in total confusion, they
did not know how they had gotten here. Also unknown to them was the fact
that thier bodies had been infected with the same toxin that had cut
off the left hemisphere of Barbara's mind.
"Bar... Oracle?" gasped Nightwing, trying to catch his breath, he
felt winded,"I... what's going...." and then he dropped to the floor,
unconscious.
"What the hell is this?" asked Zatanna, a little unsteady on her
feet,"I was about to do my first.... my first... I.....ahhh!" and then
she too collapsed.
Barbara had sat back down in her wheelchair, simply for comfort
as she continued to rub her clitoris and pussylips through the thin
material of her panties. She had already removed her pants, which lay
forgotten on her bed.
As she watched them with that same look of deperate need mixed
with pleasurable self-satisfaction, Nightwing and Zatanna finally stirred
and raised up to their elbows.
"Feel.... funny," moaned Zatanna groggily,"I need.... I need
somthing?"
Nightwing was staring at Barbara's spread legs, her clearly
visible pussy through the sheer, wet fabric. His look was one
of undisguised, naked lust. He pushed himself to his feet, looking down
he saw Zatanna, the tails of her coat had fallen forward over her back
and her costume was riding up the crack of her buttcheeks, allowing him
to see a lot of her pale white asscheeks through the fishnet stockings.
He moaned in desire, an obvious lump appearing in his crotch, pushing
at the tight costume covering it.
Zatanna moved forward slightly, her breasts sliding against the
floor, instantly pleasurable sensation travelled from her nipples directly
down to her moistening cunt and she gasped out in surprised joy.
"Come on," whispered Barbara,"You both know what you want."
Zatanna's eyes widened as she saw Barbara's spread legs, her
circling finger and the wet material of her panties. Her mouth went
dry as she watched, unable to tear her gaze away as Barbara wanked herself.
- You know how to moisten your throat, don't you? - she said
in her own mind, surprising herself.
She looked about guiltily, the last links to her conscious mind
were broken down and all resistance was fading. With a mewl of desperate
desire she got up onto her hands and knees and scurried forward to Oracle's
wheelchair. Barbara cried out in delight and lifted her ass up off the
chair, holding her ass and legs up off the surface, giving Zatanna access
for what she had to do.
The female magician grabbed Barbara's panties with both hands
and pulled them forward, exposing her pussy hair, which was unshaven
but not an untidy mess of red pubic curls. She had obviously shaved
her cunt regularly before her 'accident.'
Barbara brought her legs up together, allowing Zatanna to lift
the panties up to her knees, where she left them. Barbara spread her
legs again, stretching the wet fabric, and Zatanna ducked her
head inbetween her lovers thighs. Then, without a moments hesitation
she dived in, burying her face in the former Batgirl's twat.
Nightwing watched in growing excitement as Zatanna began to eat
out the redhead. His cock was pushing hard against his costume, and
he allowed it to push up as hard as it could in it's desire to become
fully erect. The feel of the form-fitting pants pressing back actually
felt quite good.
He may have stood there for a few minutes more, but as he watched
Zatanna upthrust ass swinging from side to side, his need grew greater.
He stumbled forward and dropped to his knees beside her, grabbing
her blue 'panties' he tore at them with his considerable strength, pulling
them away with atearing noise.
Zatanna gasped slightly as her mouth suckled and pushed against
Barbara's cuntlips, but she pussy was desperately aching to be fucked,
and she just banged her ass back, signalling whoever it was...
- Nightwing? -
... to fuck her, to fuck her good and hard.
Dick grabbed the waistband of her stocking and roughly, eagerly
pulled them down past her thighs, leaving her legs locked
together loosely. In feverish desire he grabbed his own pants and peeled
them down to his own thighs, his cock springing free with almost a loud
'twang!'.
He grabbed her fabulous asscheeks and spread them apart as much as
he could, then he shoved forward, pushing as much of his long, slender
cock into her cunt as he could.
Barbara moaned in appreciation as she and Zatanna rubbed at her
clit. The redhead was even hornier now, and she desperately wanted
Zatanna to eat out her cunt, to tongue fuck her wet pussy, to probe
her vagina, to make her cum, to gobble her snatch, swallow her gash's
juices.... in short she wanted it bad.
Zatanna was only too willing, the hot, wet feel of Barbara's
cunt against her face and in her mouth was driving her crazy. Her tongue
dived in and out with wild enthusiasm.
As she ate out Oracle, she was enjoying very much the feel of
Nightwings cock slamming in and out of her pussy. Her cunt was made
tighter than usual by having her legs held together by her stockings, and
his cock was slamming home each time. His hips would slam against her
magnificent ass, making a loud, smacking noise as he thrust his cock
in and out of her tight little pussy.
"Yes.... yes.... yes!" Dick cried in time with his thrusts as
he fucked her,"So good! So tight!"
Barbara was bucking her hips up into Zatanna's face, eagerly
trying to force more of her lover's tongue into her drooling snatch.
Her hands had come down from playing with her tits and now held
Zatanna's face down. The magician would lick and suck on Babs' clit
and cuntlips as long as she could, take a quick, shallow breath and
then push back in for more just as eagerly as before, wanting to taste
more of Oracle's fantastic pussyjuice.
Dick had had to fight to get all of his cock into Zatanna's
tight little cunt at first, as her natural tightness was only compounded
by her legs being practically bound together by her fishnet stockings.
But it was a sensation that he did enjoy very much. As inch after
inch of his cock had pushed into her dripping pussy, he had moaned in
satisfaction and got it in to the hilt. And then he had almost reluctantly
pulled almost all the way out before slamming back into her. He repeated
this motion, but faster and faster, until his cock was sliding quickly
in and out of her well lubricated vaginal passage.
At first he'd kept his hands on her hips, but after fucking
her for a few minutes, his eyes greedily crawling over Barbara'a
bouncing breasts and the sight of Zatanna's head buried deep into the
redheads lap, he began to make smaller thrusts with his hips, allowing
him to lean forward over her ass and feel up her tits through the now
sweat soaked fabric of her shirt. The bow tie had come loose, the top
hat she had been wearing had never made it through the digital encoding
process for whatever reason. Her long, sweaty black hair lay draped
over Babs' thighs as she ate the former caped crusader out, her tongue
slurping up as much of Barbara's cum as she could.
Barbara's face was contorted in an expression that was almost
pain, her eyes were sealed shut, her head thrown back and her mouth
wide, she let out moans and groans in time with her bucking hips and
the bouncing of her plump tits. Her hands released Zatanna's hair and
moved up her waist to her breasts, sending shivers of delight through
her nervous system, which was already alight with desire. Tweaking her
nipples between thumb and forefinger, Oracle continued to slam her pussy
up into Zatanna's mouth as she prepared for her orgasm.
Zatanna was also preparing to cum, the feel of Dick's cock
slamming in and out of her pussy was incredible, the taste and smell of
Barbara was driving her wild, and Dick's fingers (which had slipped
between the buttons of her shirt) caressing her breasts was sending
depth charges into her pleasure centres.
- Yes.... fucking me! Fuck me! Fuck me! - her mind cried, devoid
of any conscious thought on any level beyond sex or pleasure, - Give it
to me, slam it in me, fuck me! Fuck ME! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! -
She cried the last word out into Barbara's cunt as she orgasmed,
her cunt clamping down even tighter on Dick's member.
The former Boy Wonder gripped up, his eyes bulging, his teeth
gritted, as he felt her cunt begin to milk on his cock as her juices
began to flow, as she humped her ass back and forwards he was dragged
along for the ride... which he certainly didn't mind.
"Ahhhh... fuck.... ahhh.... yeah.... yes.... YES!" he moaned
as he got back into the flow,"Feels good.... more.... yes.... want more,
I wanna fuck you more.... want ya... want ya.... want you.....
.YEEESSSS!!!!"
And with that he hunched as far over her back as he was able,
burying his dick inside of her cunt to the hilt as he shot off load
after load of sperm deep into her cunt.
Barbara continued to slamming her hips up into Zatanna's face,
and the Magician - still going through her orgasm - had clamped down
on her clit, suckling on it with a vengeance. She ground her plump
ass forward, pushing hr lovers chin against her cuntlips and forcing
her mouth to take even more of her into her mouth.
Barbara's mind was a crazy, mixed up jumble of opposing memories
and facts intertwined with whitehot passion and pleasure, sensation and
desire, fantasy and reality. Thanks to the nano-tech infection, she
had a connection to the other two, and felt thier pleasure. She could
taste her own juices in Zatanna's mouth, and she felt the hot, hard
cock pushing into her cunt even as she felt Zatanna's pussy around
Nightwings cock. This was the most incredible, pleasurable, desirable
sensation she had ever experienced, and as her orgasm peaked she reached
an epiphany.
- I'll bring this to the world! - her mind cried as it crested
the wave of orgasm, - Join everyone to the system! We'll become one,
a collective intelligence that exists for pleasure with me as the main
focal point, recieving and administering the pleasures and desires of
everyone in the world! YES! I can see it now! YES! YES! YEEEEEESSSSSSS!!!!"
Her cum erupted from her pussy, a shower of female juices that
ran over Zatanna's face. The Magician tried to swallow as much as she
could, but it ran down her chin and neck, under her shirt and down her
breasts, spilling over Dick's hands, warm and wet. Nightwing was
still inside Zatanna, but his cock was beginning to go down, and he
was just enjoying the heat of her pussy as he felt up her tits.
- This is what it's all about! - Barbara's mind cried, - This
is............HHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
The cry was finished out loud as her back arched and her head
was thrown back. Not in pleasure this time but pain. She cried out as
her spine and the back of her head seemed to erupt into flame, and then
she was knocked unconscious.
When she awoke she was herself again.
Her subconscious mind was relegated to the background once more,
the chemical links to her cerebral cortex created by the nano-tech (as
well as the new links to her nerves in her spinal cord) had been only
temporary, and now they had broken down. While she had been unconscious
the two hemispheres of her brains had re-connected and returned her to
normality.
She realised she was naked, except for a cum-soaked pair of
underwear around her knees... knees she could no longer feel.
Nightwing and Zatanna were staring at her in stunned confusion,
they seemed almost afraid of what she might do. When the nano-tech in
her system had run down, it had cut the links between her and the other
two, and thier own nanobots had 'died', now they were all back to normal,
with complete memories of what had happened.
Barbara opened her mouth to speak, but no words came. Instead
she broke down and began to cry, not for the lost chance to rule a world
based on pleasure (that had been a fantasy of her subconscious mind), but
because for a brief time she had had her legs back, she had had feeling,
and it didn't matter if she had felt pain or pleasure, because now she
felt nothing.
Nightwing and Zatanna continued to stare at her for a few seconds,
and then their fear disappeared and they moved to embrace her.
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Round 2 - Prologue.
-------------------
The heroes found themselves back in the Throne Room, or at
least some of them did.
Superman, Martian Manhunter, Green Lantern, Justice, Thor,
Hawkeye and Iron Man reappeared before the Throne, the rest were
nowhere to be seen.
"What's going on here?" yelled Superman,"Where are the others?"
"The rest of your colleagues," said The Forgotten with a grin,
he had composed himself and accepted the loss of Captain America and
Batman,"The rest of your colleagues will have no further part in the
competition. They lost the right to defend thier Universe's existance
when they lost.
Binary is in one of my infirmaries, recovering from the grievous
burns inflicted upon her by The Martian Manhunter," at this Thor growled
angrily and took a step towards the Green JLA'er, a warning hand placed
on his shoulder by Hawkeye made him remember to restrain himself, for
now at least.
"Firestar is likewise recovering from the damage to her body
caused by the Green Lantern, although The Scarlet Witch is merely
unconscious, Superman caused no great physical damage to her body....
although I would have enjoyed seeing more of his conflict with the
mysterious Wonder Man."
Wonder Man had disappeared the very same instant Wanda had been
knocked unconscious.
"Aquaman is fuming in a lovely pool I set aside for him, and The
Flash is letting loose his extra tension by attempting to escape from
the chamber I placed him in. The poor man has no clue that no matter
how fast he runs, the molecules in the wall will shift to match his
molecular polarisation, and he won't be able to 'phase' through.
Green Arrow has been returned to The Watchtower, his memories of these
events removed, he was a great disappointment to me. Wonder Woman is...
how should I put this... a little tender? after her encounter with Thor."
Superman cast a quizzical glance at The Thunder God, who looked
back with plain disregard, he was not intimidated by Superman in the
least.
"Now who have I forgotten?" asked The Forgotten, secretly
pleased at this clever pun (he worked the word forgotten into conversation
whenever he could).
"Where is Batman?" yelled Green Lantern, loud.
"And Captain America?" yelled Hawkeye, louder.
The Forgotten leaned forward and smiled, sinister and evil, his
clear blue irises somwhoe making him look not real, like a plastic toy
or something.
"Dead, they fell off a dam to thier deaths!"
"BASE DECIEVER!" roared Thor, his temper letting free at
last,"THOU LIEST!"
He leaped towards The Forgotten's forcefield, swinging Mjolnir
wildly.... and then he disappeared.
A second later, The shocked JLA members, still reeling at the
idea that Batman - who had seemed an eternal and unshakable part of The
JLA - was dead, they realised Superman had disappeared too.
"Let Round Two begin," laughed The Forgotten.
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Superman Vs Thor.
-----------------
Superman had thought that Wonder Man hit hard, harder than
Lobo but not as hard as Doomsday.
Now he wished he was facing Doomsday again.
The moment he had appeared in what seemed to be a gigantic
Diosen's Sphere (*) he had been hit smack dab in the middle of his
chest by Mjolnir. The wind had been knocked out of him and he
had been sent flying hundreds of feet. The Thunder God had held
nothing back, even if his intended target had been The Forgotten
and not Superman.
Black roses seemed to be unfolding before the Man Of Steel's
eyes, and after a second he realised he was coming close to passing
out. He whooped in a huge gust of air, then struggled to his feet,
to his horror he found his legs were unsteady.
- Never been this badly hurt by one punch, - thought The Man
Of Tomorrow in a daze, - Is this guy really a god? -
His lip felt hot, and reaching up he found some kind of
liquid. Bringing his fingers away he saw red blood... he was
bleeding!
Thor pounded the ground with Mjolnir, his anger was a
palpable thing Superman could almost see.
"ENOW!" screamed The Thunder God,"THESE MANIPULATIONS WILL
END NOW! THE ODINSON WILL PUT AN END TO THIS CHARADE!"
- I've gotta take him down! - Superman thought grimly, wiping
away the blood from his lips, - Hit him with everything I got. -
He quickly tensed himself, then shot forward as fast as he
possibly could, smashing into Thor and hitting him with a double fisted
blow which would have destroyed a concret building.
The Thunder God staggered back a couple of steps... then looked
at Superman in irritation.
"Why dost thou attack me? Art thou some mannikin of our opponent
that dost go with the pulls of his strings?"
- Okay, - thought Superman, - Let's see how you like this. -
He drove one fist hard into Thor's stomach, not holding anything
back, not pulling his punch like he was so used to doing with the more
fragile opponents he usually faced. The Thunder God was not prepared
for the blow, and doubled over, Superman pressed his advantage and
chopped down into the exposed neck of his opponent, knocking him to
the ground. Then his world turned upside down and he felt the metallic
ground slam into his back as his ankles were grabbed and he was knocked
off balance. He desperately tried to fly away, but The Thunder God had
got back to his knees and had braced himself, and they were going nowhere.
Thor suddenly whipped him around and released him, the pent-up
energy in Superman's body was released and he smashed into the ground,
digging a deep furrow through the metallic surface.
"I do not have time to wrestle with thee," Thor called over to
him,"I needs must locate The Forgotten, and show him the wrath of a
God."
Superman got to feet, supporting his upper body by placing one
arm on his knee. Already the light from the Diosen's Sphere's
powersource was replenishing his strength.
"What's the matter, chicken?" he managed to push the words
past his battered lips.
Thor stopped walking away, he stood stock still, then he turned
to face Superman, his face barely constraining his monstrous anger. He
reminded Superman of Orion Of The New Gods, but a far more deadly and
powerful Orion.
"Thou art a fool, I have no quarrel with thee, but you insist
on insulting me? I am Thor, Son Of Odin, God Of Thunder."
"Sounds like a lot of hot air to me," replied Superman, his
body nearly fully repaired now,"You talk big, and you got in a couple
of lucky shots, but I haven't met the man yet that can take me down."
Superman's strategy was simple, get The Thunder God so enraged
that he rushed into the fight, Superman was sure he could beat him
if he could just force him into a blind range that would lead him into
making mistakes. He just hoped that it would play out.
The God Of Thunder charged, and with super-speed The Man Of
Steel moved aside, his arms folded across his chest, grinning lightly,
as if this fight was nothing, as if Thor was nothing.
"Eh?" questionedd Thor, as he realised he had hold og nothing
but air, then he cried out in surprise as heat vision blasted into his
back, setting his cape alight.
He swung it away and stamped out the flames, and as he did so
Superman smashed into him from behind, knocking him off his feet and to
the ground.
The Man of Tomorrow pummeled him mercilessly, not letting up for
a second, not pulling his punches even slightly, hoping to batter his
opponent into submission. Then suddenly he felt a hand grab his cape
and he was flung aside like a sack of potatoes, crashing once more into
the metal ground.
Thor leaped to his feet and roared in anger, then flung his
hammer at Superman.
"Fly Mjolnir, knock this parttling nothing to the ground!" he
cried.
Superman darted to one side, and as the Uru-Hammer sped past him
he reached out and grabbed it by the handle. It tugged on him and pulled
him back a few steps, but bracing himself he was able to check it in
mid-flight. He swung it up and grabbed the handle with both hands,
hoping to use it as an offensive weapon against Thor.
"I say thee nay!" cried Thor in disbelief,"None may lift Mjolnir
but I!"
Superman cast a look down at the hammers inscription, which read :
Whosoever weilds the hammer, if he be worthy, shall bear the
power of Thor.
"Looks like I'm worthy," replied Superman,"Now you want to go
another couple of rounds, or not?"
Thor gritted his teeth in frustration, and then cried out.
"Thou may be worthy to bear mine hammer, but know this, Mjolnir
is fated forever to return to my hands, and none may stop that!"
He held out his hand as if in beseechment.
"Hear me Mjolnir!" he cried out,"Return now to thine master!"
Mjolnir jerked in Superman's hand, he grabbed the handle and
braced himself against the ground... for a second, and then he felt
himself being slowly, inexorably drawn towards Thor.
- Come on! - he thought to himself, - You can do this, you're
Superman... the power of your spirit is enough to.... -
WHAM!
As he had been thinking, he had come so close to Thor that the
Thunder God had been able to smash him with one giant fist. He released
Mjolnir and it flew into Thor's waiting hand.
"Thou wouldst fight? Come then, for although thou art a Superman,
I am a god!"
Superman got to his feet and charged, smashing into Thor and
meeting him blow for blow as they pounded each other mercilessly with
punches powerful enough to disentegrate buildings.
Green Lantern smirked smugly at Justice, who was pacing in the
Throne Room, waiting for some word on the fight. The other members
of The League and The Avengers had sat down, talking amongst themselves
about the whereabouts of thier defeated comrades and whether or not
they believed if Captain America or Batman were dead.
"You may as well just give up now," Kyle finally said,"Your pal
Thor may be tough, but Superman is in a league of his own, there isn't
no one that can take him down."
"I'm not worried about that," replied Justice angrily, turning
to face the young hero,"My Girlfriend, Firestar, is gone, and that
freak up there," he pointed at The Forgotten, who was concentrating on
a monitor they couldn't see,"Says you did some damage to her... if you've
done anything to hurt her..." he let the threat drop off as a large
white doorway appeared.
A second later the bruised and battered body of an unconscious
Superman fell through, and Thor stepped through after him, he was
reattaching his cape and looked almost bored, despite several large
bruises and cuts on his skin.
"Good enough?" asked The Thunder God in contempt to The
Forgotten.
"That will do quite nicely," replied The Forgotten,"And it seems
our next opponents have chosen each other, good luck!"
And with that, Justice and Green Lantern disappeared, a second
later Superman faded away.
(*) - A huge sphere around some kind of power source, like a
small star or sun. The inhabitants lived on the inside circle of
the sphere. The reason Superman has been able to guess this is
because his Supervision allows him to observe the upward curve
of the metallic ground in the horizon. Note, please excuse spelling
of Diosen's, I spelt it phonetically. Note Note, please excuse
spelling of phonetically, I spelt it phonetically.)
Winner - Thor.
End Part Nine.
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