It had taken quite some time, many greased palms and lots of bodies, but Deidre Wentworth, the supervillainess known as Superia, had completed her greatest creation. She ran her hands over its synthetic skin, gently squeezing the soft breasts and touching its kissable lips. It was a replica of herself, wearing the same skintight costume, but its skin was green, a legacy of its progenitor.
She'd stolen the schematics for the Super-Adaptoid from AIM, and managed to construct her own version of that dangerous android. It included elements of Jocasta, the Ultron-created android, although Superia found using male-made designs distasteful, which is why she patterned its primary shape after herself. Who better to usher in a new age of female superiority?
The android was a marvel of nanotechnology. It could mimic the powers and shapes of other superbeings, but Superia hated the idea of it taking a masculine shape, so it would still retain its feminine shape. Like the original Adaptoid, it was highly intelligent, but it lacked imagination, so it could only mimic, not create, a shortcoming that frustrated Superia.
It also had an extra ability: it could inject a feminization serum into its foes, transforming them into women. If the target was already a woman, that woman would find herself more and more attracted to other women. No doubt they'd be eager to join Superia in her world conquest. She felt a shiver of lust as she imagined all the male-turned-female heroes servicing her one at a time with fingers and tongues. It was a delicious dream, but soon it would be a reality!
Superia added the final element, a red gem she mounted in the android's chest. The original Super-Adaptoid used a shard of the Cosmic Cube as its power source. Superia acquired a more potent battery for her version: the Infinity Gem of Power!
The android came to life, blinking her eyes until she focused on Superia. "Mistress," she said in Superia's voice. "I am awake. Accessing directives... Female superiority. Male subjugation. Shall I begin immediately?"
"Yes," Superia said. "But first..." She leaned over the android and kissed her, tongue slipping between those soft lips. The android kissed back, gently holding Superia's face close. She felt deliciously decadent as she kissed her own perfect likeness, tongues slithering and lips brushing. The would-be-conqueror broke the kiss and smiled.
You shall be the herald of Femizonia," she said with excitement. "My SuperiAdaptoid!"