Doctor Doom Orders Porkum To Finish The Job

In the wake of Sue Storm's release, Porkum had reverted to type. The pork-packing plant had become an illegal casino and brothel. Drugs moved through the tunnels beneath the building, and up the nose and into the veins of customers throughout Manhattan. The Maggia and gangs were taken aback by this new competition, and the Kingpin's wrath was stayed only by a private agreement he had reached with a certain Latverian monarch.

Porkum, in the middle of his growing enterprise, glowered at the Doombot that stood before him.

"I knocked the bitch up," he said. "Her brain's broken. Job's done."

"Your task is not complete," Doom said, speaking through the android. "Sue Storm is in the care of her loving family. She is damaged, yes, but not broken. More importantly, neither are they. Your task was to corrupt her and use her to destroy the Fantastic Four. You have not done this."

"So?" Porkum spat. "Whattaya want me to do? Impregnate her again?"

Doom inclined his head slightly.

"The Invisible Woman's reproductive system has been altered from frequent sexual contact with you. It can be altered further," Doom held up a syringe with a pale pink fluid. "This will trigger superfecundation. An exceedingly rare condition in humans, but not utterly impossible. Within hours, she will be capable of getting pregnant again even if already pregnant. I believe this will cause the situation to degrade further."

The metal gauntlet held out the syringe and pressed it into Porkum's palm.

"And if I don't want to do it?" Porkum said. "Or if I can't?"

"The price of failure will be more than your life," Doom warned. "So far, I have shielded you from persecution. That will cease. The Kingpin will dismantle your empire. S.W.O.R.D. will dissect you. What is left of you will see your powers suppressed and stuck in an American super-prison. Do you know what they do to villains with rape-based powers, in those prisons?"

Porkum's mouth went dry. His own prison experiences had typically been brief affairs that ended up in him fucking the supersluts that served as his jailers and wardens. In this universe...without his powers...

"Alright, alright, I'll knock her up again," he weighed the syringe. Delivery was going to be a problem. Sue Storm was locked up tight in the Baxter Building. Then an idea came to him. A nasty, brutish, and crude idea...but one that just might work.