Present day...
Susan Storm-Richards, now known to the world as Susan Von Doom floated from her room, she was tying her laces as her invisible construct moved through the mountains behind Castle Doom that overlooked the capital of Latveria, Doomstadt. She was getting ready for another long run. She'd been here for weeks now. Shame gave way to anger at her predicament. She wasn't just pissed at Doom for this charade, she was mad a Reed for insisting she go along with it. At first, he told her she needed to abide by the laws which made her Susan Von Doom. Then, with an encyted message, he told her to remain in Doom's presence, as a sort of intel gatherer on Latveria and its weapons capabilities. Neither the United States government, nor the United Nations offered much help. In fact, once arriving in Latveria it was clear she was not going to be flaunted as Doom's Queen. In fact, few if any pictures were taken of her or alllowed to be leaked to the media. A sort of blackout on her presence. Sue didn't hate that.
Susan found that Doom kept his distance, save for public appearances in the countryside where Sue was forced to stand at his side in her 'garb'. Just like long ago, when Reed was in his armor, she wore metal gloves, metal boots, and metal shoulder pads, with green robes instead of blue. A "D" where the "4"once was. She was sure that was intention to degrade her.
Her only joy here were these runs in thes beautiful mountains. She wore a tight white work-out top and black yoga pants. In these moments she was alone, and could clear her head. Rage seemed to fill her mind more and more. She settled down on one of her favorite paths, deep in the woods. If she was gone too long, the doombots would come. She fought them at first, but it was no use. They'd shock her, knock her out if they had to. She could literally lay waste to Castle Doom, but there were ordinary people who inhabited the castle. Like Helzeba her personal attendant and Boris. These were simply elderly folj who were born in the godforsaken country, and manipulated into loving Doom.
She put on her headphones, and played a Latverian metal band to pump her up. It wasn't bad for a good pick me up. She reecalled things she loved about this place during her time here. The scenic nature, the old world country style feel to the small towns, the music.
As she took off, she knew she was being watched.
From high above, unseen drones followed Susan's every move. Back in Castle Doom, in a private room, filled with screens showing news from the US, market anaylsis, and security footage from all over the country. Fifty screens in all, with the main one focused on HER. As always. Doom sat his metallic gloves crossed under his chin.
As if sensing his unease, Helzeba one of his oldest and most trusted servants stood at his side. She was also a very skilled witch. It was her runes and spells that lined the halls of this place, of Susan's room, and even in her food. "You can't blame her for being angry."
"I thought these spells would be working by now," Victor Von Doom seethed.
Helzeba sighed deeply. "They are...she is angry...that is what this was designed to do. You wanted to bring out Malice. That part of her is in there. It is no entity. It is her." The witch told her master.
"She wasn't supposed to be angry at me." Doom added sarcastically.
Helzeba looked to Hauptmann the science adviser and then to Boris, Doom's most trusted assistant. She was afraid to question Doctor Doom. "It doesn't work that way your highness," the old witch told him. "You need to focus her anger." She concluded.
Doom turned to his witch who taught him much of dark arts. "What do you mean?"
Gustav Hauptmann spoke for his collegue. "I think she means you must give her something to hate."
On the mountain Susan reached a familiar ridge. It was early morning, and she got to the point just at the right time. The sun was coming up over the old towns in the valley.
"A beautiful sight!" A voice from behind her spoke. That metallic, British and somehow eastern European accent.
Sue turned and cringed. "It was."
"I know you hate this place." Doom spoke to her moving closer.
The Invisible Woman shook her head. "I don't hate Latveria. Just its leader who subjugates good people for his own benefit."
"I want to show you something," Doom spoke to her. Sue had the look of annoyance. "Humor me!" He insisted.
Soon Susan found herself floating next to Doom. Her flew next to her flat construct. They landed in a large field. The crops were plucked, picked or withered and dying. Yet, citizens of the city came and began to cheer, which shocked Susan. They praised Doom, and then "Lady Doom" and came to simply touch the two of them.
She felt such sadness, the people look frail and weak. "They need food."
Doom nodded. "They do." Suddenly, a if prompted, trucks rolled in and guards began to hand out loaves of bread. Susan asked why he didn't simply let them grow the crops. "I let them grow what they can Susan," Doom informed her. "There aren't enough farms to feed the people."
"Why not just import food from..." Sue was speaking but cut off.
A farmer overheard her. "Fucking United Nations has listed us a terrorist country. No other country may deal with us without suffering sanctions."
Susan inquired about the unthinkable, deal with Russia, China, or another sanctioned country. But Doom refused. "We will make it out own way or no way," Doom stated and the people cheered.
Doom explained that they steal from Symkaria, the neighboring country, which made Susan angry. The villain infromed her that their country were the real terrorists. The townspeople agreed, stating that vicious thugs wouod invade towns and raid vilalges for rations.
Susan walked with Doom, as he spoke about the United Nations. "I cannot even build an army, or use nuclear power. I have to use my own creations, which are decried." Doom talked about how he could have used the "Galactus Engine" to power Latveria and the world for years. Susan recalled this most recent encoutner. It was the Fantastic Four that stopped him. Reed said Doom's calculations were off. Susan was in disbelief, but Doom brought her to the capital building, where the documents sanctioning Latveria were kept. Susan read that they were only allowed certain exports, no military build up, no nuclear power. When presented with the actual amount of farms in the nation Sue realzied the tragedy of it all.
"How can you even feed your people?" She inquired. She suddenly understood the war with Symkaria. A nation no different than Latveria, but treated differently because of its ruler. "How can you protect your people?" She asked feeling a strange new sense of rage.
That day, Susan stood with Doom handing out food, tears welling as people caked in mud and dirt lined the streets. This country wasn't even allowed to survive. It's economy was kept in check, making them in a constant state of poverty. The people praised their lord, and his new lady. Susan felt a pride suddenly in helping.
Later that night, Susan sat dining with Doom. "I want more farms."
Doom shook his head, "We are only allowed so much grain and so much wheat and supplies Susan."
Susan Storm insisted she could work on that. So she did. As Baroness Von Doom, Susan spoke before the UN, imploring to help Latveria with its humanitarian crisis. She was lauded for her strength and poise and bravery.
A week later, Susan and Doom stood over that same spot, looking at a new farm being built. Dozens of jobs had been created in that city alone. Across the country farming had become a priority, and new jobs were at an all time high. Susan had made Latveria better almost instantly. She was loved and beloved by the people already.
They stood proudly together, Susan in her royal garb, quite similar to Doom's. Helzeba and Boris behind them. "What about the energy crisis? These people need sustainable energy." Susan said proudly. She felt a renewed vigor.
Doom brought Susan to his private study, where no one was allowed to go. He showed her the outcome of Reed and Tony's Antillion project, to create a blackhole on the moon. He displayed the proof that he warned them not to do it. Then he showed evidence of Symkaria being behind the terrorist attacks.
"Did you tell Reed this?" Susan asked in disbelief at it all.
"I did Susan," Doom sighed in his mask.
Now Susan took a shameful sigh. "Tony and Reed can be so stubborn."
Doom once again brought out the paperwork from the United Nations. "They can," he said and placed the paper in front of Susan. Reed, Tony, T'Challa, Steven Strange, Namor and Xavier had signed the paperwork recommedning sanctions and a curb on energy production and watcihng the Latverian economy.
Suddenly Susan felt red faced. "THE FUCKING ILLUMINATI! GODDAMIT REED"
Doom looked at her. "I could have done it all with the Galactus Engine. Reed knew that."
Sue was livid. She felt betrayed by Reed, thinking he was this hero who lofted people up. What about the people of Latveria. They weren't all Doctor Doom. Susan and Doom walked from his laboratory down the halls of Doomstadt. Doom was shocked when Susan sent for Hauptmann. The scientist met in the public war room. Susan laid a map out of Latveria. "I want you to begin production on the largest windmill farm on the planet here," Susan pointed to an empty valley.
Gustav Hauptmann laughed. "Windmill power? That won't power my car." He joked, but felt uneasy when Doom stared at him.
It was Susan who spoke up with a rather mischeivous grin. "That is why you will beging production on a nuclear power plant below this farm."
From that day forward Susan was fully invested in every aspect of Latveria. She spoke at colleges to rosouing applause. She helped the economy grow larger than it had in ages, still staying within the permaeters set by the UN. She felt a calling, a purpose she hadn't since first gaining her powers.
There wasn't all love from the public and the Latverian media. Rumors swirled of a platonic relationship between Susan and Doom. She would feign ignorance and say "we are married" so as not to truly demean him in the eyes of the public.
She didn't want to embarrass him. She didn't like to admit it but she saw him in a new light. A strong and misunderstood leader. One day, when asked about their relationship, Sue blurted out that things were just fine, and they'd be going on a date that night.
The date was televised across the country. Sue and Doom entered a carraige, with Sue in a formal white gown, and Doom in less restricting armor. As the carriage took them trhough the countryside, Doom told Susan this wasn't necessary. "I wanted to do this Victor," she put her hand on his knee. "We have all night. Since I'm learning new things. I want to know the truth. I want to know who Victor Von Doom is...all of it. From the beginning."
So Doom spent the night telling her an origin story she largely knew. Her mother was a withc, her father a brilliant healer and eningeer. Both were mercilessly killed by the Baron. Sue had heard it, but she had never heard it from Doom. To see his passion, and how much his mother and father's death meant to him shook Susan to her core. She didn't expect to feel sympathy for him...to feel...for him.
From then on, they'd go on many dates. They'd discuss the growing nuclear program, and how to keep it secret. Doom would be polite as ever. Sue told him about her tragic upbringing, and her mother and father's demise. They bonded over the tragedy. It finally ended one night walking in a grotto behind the castle. Susan was in formal garb of the Baroness, and she found herself reaching to hold Doom's hand. "I...want to see your face...my husband's face." She called him her husband for the first time.
This hit Doom like a brick. The otherwise strong male, sort of folded from fear. But he lifted his helmet.
Susan Storm laughed, and it made Doom cringe in shame. She waved her arm at him. "I'm laughing at how vain you are Victor Von Doom." She reached up and touched the burn above his right eye. It was bad, but there was still a handsome face, with a large scrape across the nose. A battle wound. "That's all," Susan smiled touching his scar. "Such a handsome man still..." she utter those words without thinking and turned red. Susan was about to make a joke, but the taller villain's mouth pressed out and his lips touched hers. At first Susan stood in shock eyes opened. But Doom dipped her and held the back of her waist, causing Sue to be sort of lifted off her feet. Her eyes closed, her head turned, and she resturned the kiss. His lips and breath smelled sweet, and Sue lost herself in the passion of that moment.
Age old enemies. Sharing an intimate kiss. Heads turning slowly, tongues moving into each others mouths. She was unaware Doom could even kiss this way, which made it more special. She thought of Reed, but only for a moment. It seemed right suddenly to kiss Doom.
He pulled away. "Forgive me Susan." He bowed and began to walk away.
"Stop Victor." Sue grabbed his shoulder. Anyone else would have been killed. "I'm your wife right." her hand moved down to hold his. He walked her to her private quarters which she stayed in alone. "I had a nice night Victor." Sue blushed as she admitted.
"Again, I am sorry for..." Doom's words were cut off, when Susan lifted his mask and moved her lips to kiss his. Any other person would be dead.
"Now we're both guilty." She laughed and went to her room smiling. She thought of Reed, but felt such anger at the things he'd done to this country. To Doom.
Weeks later...
Reed Richards walked down the long corridor of the Latveiran embassy. The walls were lined with twenty foot statues of Doom in various costumes. At the end of the hall, construciton was being done on the feet of another. However, it appeared these boots had heels.
The scientist was here to see his wife, and when he was let in the main conference room by an elderly lady, he was floored by Susan. She wore a metal suit all over her body, with metal boots, gloves, arm bands and chest plate. It matched Doom's save for two aspects. The chest was most certainly designed for Susan's ample bust. The suit also seemed tighter to her skin, almost like spandex. She had a helmet sitting on the table, quite like Doom's but with an eye and mouth area exposed. The only portion of her outfit not metal was a green tunic that barely covered her metal breasts, with a slit that came down to cover the area above her metal groin. "Welcome Reed," she said and crossed her legs in the metallic outfit. She seemed to excude a sexuality in that costume. Even her lips were dark red with lipstick. She had a confidence Reed wasn't used to.
"It's good to see you Susan," he finally said. "I've missed you." He moved to the table in an attempt to hug his wife...was she still HIS wife. Not legally.
Susan glossed over the statement, "if you touch me Reed, the Doombots will be alerted. Part of the tech of this suit." She then asked another question. "How are Johnny and Ben?" Reed stated they are fine and miss her as well. "And the new member of the Four." Sue lifted the Daily Bugle. The picture of Melissa Gold, aka Songbird in her Fantastic Four outfit.
"She is doing well in your absence." Reed responded.
Susan laughed and pointed to a picture where Reed had caught Songbirg and the two had locked eyes. "I can see that."
"Susan, you don't have to do this charade any longer." Reed told her.
The Invisible Woman turned her head to the side. "CHARADE?" She turned red. "It's because of YOU that I'm in this mess." She went over how it was HIS idea to take on Doom's persona and have her marry the man the world thought WAS Victor Von Doom.
There was an angery in Susan's voice Reed didn't like. "Stop playing this role Susan."
Susan stood up. "What role?" She crossed her metal gloved arms. "I have made Latveria better than aynoe has in a hundred years except for Victor himself."
Reed chuckled. "It's Victor now is it?"
Sue looked and him with low accusing eyes and responded, "It always has been."
Reed suddenly felt fear. "Is he controlling you Susan, is that what this is? I can help you."
"I don't need your help Dr. Richards." She emphasized the Doctor. She walked over to the cabinet in the corner. Reed noted the same green material cut down her backside, barely covering a large metal ass. "What I need are answers Reed." She pulled out a pile of what appeared to be documents. She laid them on the table. "Did you and the Illuminati make these recommendations?" She presented the papers with his clear signature. "Recommendations the UN relied on to sanction Latveria."
"It was the right thing to do Susan, you sound insane." He huffed.
"Insance," she looked up at him. "is it insane to feel sympathy for an entire country of farmers and bljue colloered workers Reed?" She then pulled documents about the Antillion project. "Did you know that the project would fail Reed. The black hole on the moon?"
Reed looked down. "Doom informed us, but I didn't tihnk he was right."
Susan then pulled out the pictures of Galactus in the countryside of Latveria. "Would his Galactus engine have worked? Would it power the entire world?"
Reed pleaded with his wife. "Galactus is a force of nature and living creature. You know that we had to save him. His life is..."
Susan cut him off by holding up her hand like a teacher scolding a child. "He's a mass murderer Reed Richards. You've let him go many times and he'd proven as such."
The leader of the Fantastic Four was getting annoyed. "You sound like him Susan." He now crossed his arms. "Do you know about the secret nuclear program."
Susan smiled. Her blonde hair almost covering her sly smile with her head low. "What would I know about nuclear energy. I'm just a woman Reed." She mocked Reed and how he treated her LONG ago.
"This needs to end Susan. You need to come home." Reed finally laid down the law.
Susan laughed loudly. "It will end when I say it does. Do not forget you are on Latverian soil Reed Ricarhds." She then walked right up to Reed Richards and looked into his deep eyes. "Reed, did you know that Ben messed with Doom's project in college. The one that burned his face."
Her now formed husband looked away. "I knew he did something...I know he feels bad."
"GET OUT!" Susan pointed to the door.
The tall hero with white hair refused to go. "I'm not leaving without you."
Outside in the waiting area, Professor Charles Xavier and Erik Leshner awaited their audience with Susan Von Doom. They debated how real any of this was. Xavier couldn't read Susan's mind. They watched armed guards then escort Reed Richards towards the front of the embassy. He was shouting that she was insane.
For the first time in a long time, the leaders of the X-Men felt fear. They were called into the office of Susan Von Doom. She sat on the edge of a metal table, in a metal outfit, similar to Doom's. Her long legs crossed. A helmet on her head. Before eitehr spoke she took the floor herself. "Welcome Charles and Erik, or should I call you Max Eisnehardt." She smiled at Magneto's response to her knowing his real name. "Don't bother trying to read my mind," she smiled with red lips. "This helmet is quite like Erik's." She then pointed to Magneto. "And I think you already know that nothing in this room is metal." She continued to taunt them as she walked slowly over to the shelf. Her metal heeled boots clicked as she walked. "It is all a polymer of nanotechnology. But that's for smarter men than you." She laughed pulling a sheet of papers out.
"What is this about Susan," Professor Xavier finally asked. He couldn't read her mind at all. But he sensed her heartbeat. It was Susan and not a bot. Susan pushed papers in front of them. The documents read "Mutual Agreement between Latveria and Krakoa."
"We will not sign this," Magento spoke. "We are not tools for any political power."
Susan sat back on the table, and crossed her legs. She made sure to cross her arms over the large metal breasts. She had designed this suit for this purpose. To confuse men with her body. Men were dumber than they even thought. These two were supposed to be some of the brighter mutatns, but they still ogled her body in the skin tight metal. Susan made her pitch. Krakoa and Latveria together with Wakanda were a force.
"You think Namor is your friend, a mutant like you" she stated. "He is not. He does not care for your nation." She dropped a pen before Charles. "We can help each other."
Within the hour, Susan had secured an alliance with Krakoa. Latverian spies already were there making sure it would go smoothly. She happily left the embassy. There were two crowds. Some cheered and others called her the devil. A reporter asked for a picture and Susan gave a fierce pose in her full armor with the helmet still on. It would make the cover of Time magzine.
Susan made Helzeba inform Doom she was returning home. That he was rihgt. He had always been right. Susan was agreeing to Doom's request.
Weeks later...
Susan Von Doom and Victor Von Doom had a lavish ceremony for the renewal of their vows. It was a glorious event, with mutants from Krakoa, Genosha, and T'Challa and Wakandan emmisries in attendacne. It was covered by all the major outlets.
As the two departed in a lush carriage to return to the castle, a Latverian reporter asked what their plans were.
Susan smiled. "The same thing ANY married couple does on their wedding night."
That night...
Susan was giddy, nervous and unsure of herself as she moved around on the lush bed in Doom's room. He called from the bathroom. "We don't need to do this Susan."
"We're married Victor. It's what a husband and wife do," she laughed with nervous excitement. She kept adjusting the robe around her white lacy bra and panty set, with white stockings. She wanted to look sexy for him. Did he even find her sexy?
Doom came out in a green robe, and fabric wrapped around his face. She told him to remove the facial covering. It wasn't needed and never would be with her. She was so shocked at how excited and eager she was for this day, and this night. She accepted her place as his wife before the world. Now she laid waiting for the man she fought since gaining her powers to disrobe. When he took off the robe and it fell to the floor, Susan took in Doctor Doom in his most vunerable. He was nude, and between his legs was a very large cock that pointed up. "The might of Doom," she cooed with a smile her eyes going wide. She blushed as his eyes roamed over her curvy form in the white lingerie. He got harder right there and then.
Doom laid upon Susan, who pulled her panties down. He looked into her blue eyes with his own brown eyes. He'd wanted this since the moment he saw her. He couldn't believe he was finally getting this chance. His cock rested on her pubic mound, shaven slightly. "Are you sure Susan."
She smiled and touched his face. "I'm your wife Victor. It's what married couples do." She reached odwn and gripped his shaft. She placed it at her swollen slick entrance. "I want to be yours Victor Von Doom." She said truthfully. "Make me yours."
They had been fighting as mortal enemies for ages. Susan, once married to Doom's greatest enemy. In that moment, Doctor Doom's cock entered the Invisible Woman's tight pussy for the first time. Two people never meant to embrace, now married and making love. He pushed his cock further and Sue's back arched as she moaned softly. Her legs wrapped around the villain's back, and he speared further. Sue was already so close, and when he kissed her she melted. A few more thrusts inside her warm wet cunt had her cumming hard. Her head in the pillows.
Doom was about to pull out, he, himself close to cumming, but Susan pulled him in. She looked up. "It's what married people do my love," she teased and felt his cock spurt inside her, sending strong seed into her fetilre womb.
The two lovers remained kissing well into the night. Susan finally fell asleep on his chest.
Two weeks later, Susan discovered she was pregnant.