As the days passed, Venom kept improving Peter's body and her own powers. With the constant recruitment of new members for the hive, there was a need to increase the future prospects of them. Basically, the alien began to learn and study all kinds of different battle tactics she could implement on her hive members. She needed to fully change their minds and bodies to squeeze as much reaction time as possible for them to work, but it was useful to have for now.
Then came more changes to her own body and Peter's internal brain chemistry. She figures out how to quickly change her body shape and texture to mimic the space around her, basically working like an active camouflage. This plus the man's new flying capabilities allowed him to move across the sky at night without getting too much attention. Then she improved the already impressive spider senses of Peter. Venom crafted small extra bundles of neurons that would decode the signal of warning and point to where it was the source. A huge help mid-battle to prevent sudden flanking maneuvers.
Finally, there was the chemical assimilation process. Similar to the way she ate solid materials and put them in her armor. This was like that, but instead of just taking the material, she learned how to reproduce the chemical in question into herself. It was basically a small chemical factory created after studying thousands of different biological processes of hundreds of species. However, the current analytic process of Venom only allowed for one of these biofactories to be active at one time, so she could distill one chemical. Sadly, they didn't have any fancy chemicals or serums to play around with.
Money problems were becoming a lesser problem with each day that passed. First, it was the deal he had with Norman Osborn that gave the initial money flow to start more jobs and projects like patents for high-tech appliances. Small upgrades to stuff like fridges, microwaves, sound systems, etc. were nothing crazy but stuff that people would pay a nice buck for.
With the help of Gwen and MJ working as bodyguard, the duo made a lot of money—something that could give him more money than a normal boy of his age could even dream of. So, now the big man was walking around a convenience store trying to think of how to spend his money.
("My king . . .you should spend your treasure on something big,") Venom muttered as a long tendril came out of Peter's shoulder and grabbed a massive box of chocolates from one stand and put back a jug of orange juice that he had bought.
Peter stopped for a second and went to a special part of the store. ("You are right..." he muttered deep in thought.
("No more chips in bags for this man! Let's get the real stuff!") He said and grabbed triumphantly a big plastic tube filled with his treasure.
("You should buy a lab,") Venom finally added, not to play around anymore. However, another tentacle grabbed some spicy chips for Gwen; that ass would not keep its size alone.
("Oh yeah, that is a really good idea,") Peter answered and nodded a few times, really not used to the amount of money he had now.
With a quick call to Mr. Osborn, Peter had managed to acquire a small lab a few minutes from his house. The place on the third floor of the extremely secure building was a single floor that had everything that he needed to produce his experiments. With some extra help from the millionaire, he even got all the machinery and tools he needed on premium time. It was impressive how helpful that contact was.
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Venom knew not to trust the man. However, there was a small detail that didn't stop her from refusing this deal. First, it was beneficial for Peter, and second, the man needed to get burned on the stove. A little bit of precaution born out of this mistake would not be a bad lesson for him. She was sure that they could handle this problem, if it even became one, in the future.
So now Peter was sitting on his new chair as the fresh smell of cleaning chemicals filled his nostrils in the new lab, viewing the streets of New York and night while talking on his phone. "So, Mr. Parker, since you are having a small lab . . . would you be interested in a serum we are working on?" The man asked on the other side of the phone line.
Peter went silent for a second; his curiosity peaked at that suggestion. "What do you have in mind, Mr. Osborn?" He inquired, curious about the kind of drug the man could give him.
"It is a special drug that permanently increases the user's health and body. Currently is in the early stages of development, but the secondary effects that it have in animals are too risky to even try in humans. Would you like to use your lab to help us with the research?" Norman said it in a calm and normal tone as if he was an old man giving all his support and faith to a young and promising boy.
Venom was taken aback by that proposal. That was the goblin serum; why did Norman want Peter to get access to it? Well, the bigger question was why he wanted to give it access to someone who could sell the formula or get it stolen by another company. Giving such a precious drug to a teenager, no matter how smart he was, was something that the millionaire would not do. There were two options in the alien mind for that decision: First, the project was so early in development that they didn't realize the true potential of it, or second . . . Peter was a scapegoat; if the drug got leaked into the criminal world, they would frame her king as the responsible.
Peter found out a lot of interesting details about this drug. It was only one application, and they were done. The chemicals stayed in the user's body constantly making mutation, giving the endocrine system the order to alter the user's flesh instead of being the building block for the change in question. Also, it wasn't removed by urine or sweat like mercury, so the chemical bond created was basically irreversible. However, as the serum made its home in the user's brain, it caused some secondary effects like an increase in aggression and psychosis.
This was a problem for a normal person but not for Peter, who already had an alien in his brain doing technical maid duties on his gray matter. So in the worst case, Venom could just scrub Peter's brain clean and remove all the side effects, grabbing the duty of keeping the changes on the boy rolling. A non-definitive solution for that problem but one that they could implement as they worked on a non-psychotic version of the goblin serum.
So with this thought in mind, the duo accepted the drug and began to do some research on them. They didn't inject Peter yet, but trying to figure out how that liquid worked.
Meanwhile, this was happening; something unusual was taking place in the web of fate. Venom and Gwen's misdeeds were finally found, and now a proper agent would be sent to correct the mistakes they had created. They had changed fate too much, and as gravity, this force of the universe was trying to fix itself. A new creation was born in order to put an end to this.
In the guts of the metro system, a small cockroach was grabbed by the hands of destiny. Multiple energies that should not be there began to twist and turn around her even if they were meant to be in this place. Gamma radiation, cosmic rays, etc.—hundreds of small doses of all kinds of energies were poured into the insect in order to craft an agent to hunt down Peter.
With the passing of days, that insect constantly broke her exoskeleton and was reborn, over and over until taking a humanoid form and one clear goal. Hunt down Venom and Gwen.
MJ was sitting around Peter and Gwen's new labs doing guard duties for the night. A proper security company was about to put some decent guards up tomorrow, but for today, the girl was the only one standing in there and protecting the place. There wasn't any expensive special experimental drug yet, but the equipment could be sold by a lot of people in the black market, so there was a need to protect the place. That was why the massive woman was just watching some action movies on her phone while sitting in the main room of the lab.
Dressed in a black leather jacket and a pair of jeans, the redhead had only a police baton and a taser—nothing fancy to protect herself. She didn't have a license to get a weapon, so the only guns she was carrying were her arms.
"Tsk . . . Peter left me in this place alone . . .what a girl had to do to get her ass eaten?" The woman muttered to herself before getting distracted by the sound of a window breaking. With a jump, she got up from the chair and looked at the strange entity that had just broken the glass and was walking around the lab with a lost gaze.
She was strange, tall, slim, and without any human features except two arms, two legs, and a pair of black voids that could be her eyes. With a body completely made of chitin, as if her black skin were a living layer of armor, a set of red wings like silk that twisted and blended around her like a crimson cape, and a face that was just a mass of ivory plates twisting in a pair of horns and two black eyes, she looked around the place. However, this strange creature was still a little bit smaller than the giant Amazon that already pulled out her baton.
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"Who the fuck are you?!" MJ roared, her voice more akin to a lioness or a tigress than a proper human. The woman's massive muscles were quivering as the grip on her weapon was so firm that veins were building from her hand.
A voice rumbled inside the redhead's mind; it was like the buzzing of a swarm of bugs creating something similar to a voice. "Tell me, where is the king?" the strange creature asked with a calm tone.
The girl raised an eyebrow, confused. "I don't know what you are talking about!" She snarled as her back was already arching as some kind of wild cat.
"You have his stench on you; don't play around," the hornet monster asked back, smelling Peter and Venom's essence deep into MJ's body.
There was this jolt of violence inside MJ that pushed her to stand her ground. Venom parts inside her had given her body an order, and she would unconsciously obey it; the girl would stand her ground.
It was a second, an instant she had to land an attack before the monster knew what her intentions were. So, the woman pounced forward, swinging the baton so fast in the air that it almost bent under the pressure of the attack as it slayed the air in order to hit that thing on the head. She was there to protect Peter; what kind of woman would not be able to defend her husband?
A loud thud sound rumbled across the lab as the stick crashed against the estranged monster's crescent moon-shaped head. That thing didn't move an inch. MJ felt it in her wrist; it was like trying to strike a column of pure steel—something so big, so durable, so resistant that it was made to endure hundreds of years of tectonic movements, harsh climates, and time. Defeating that thing felt like trying to demolish a skyscraper with her hands alone.
"That hostility is unwise," the monster buzzed back, and before she knew it, MJ was engraved on the wall of the lab.
So fast was the strike that the girl didn't know what had happened. In one moment, she was in front of that strange creature, and in the next, her back had cracked the wall behind her. Even the pain took a few seconds to arrive as this sharp and pointed cascade of needles burst out her spine and then to the rest of her body, forcing her to let out a muffled moan of agony while a string of blood came out of the muscular woman's gums.
MJ let out a raspy breath while the woman could feel a familiar pain but ten times worse. A sharp agony came from her chest each time that she took air into her. Similar to that time when she got one broken rib in a fight a few years ago, but instead of being only one single prick of pain, there were at least a dozen, all of them mixing and becoming this massive blob of agony instead of a single point.
As the woman's hands were shaking from pure pain, she pulled the taser out of her jacket. Not a single sliver of doubt or fear in her slow movements. Those now bloodshot eyes looked at the insectoid creature with pure determination and rage. So as she extended her arm to shoot that creature, she felt something strange . . . cold.
A small and impossible-thin string of silk was woven around her arm, and before she could press the trigger, it cut it. The woman opened her eyes wide as the arch of blood coming out of her now amputated limb splattered all over her and floor. That arm, that she had spent countless hours training and building up muscle on it. Pain, tears, and sweat poured while lifting dumbbells, pulling machines, and just using it to strike her opponents. One of her biggest prides was now . . . gone. Just there, lying unable to move on the ground as the crimson liquid poured out of her body.
MJ felt fear, just straight out pure dread running across her veins as she looked at the sheer horror in front of her. She wanted to cry; she wanted to beg for mercy; she wanted to give up. There was not a single cell in her body that didn't tell the girl she should stop right now. However, her body always told the woman that. When she was trying and fighting, that constant winning made her just stop and give up.
She gave a step forward and then another and another, her body boiling with sheer anger, rage, and determination. Adrenaline just flooded her brain as her body didn't feel as if she was running; she was floating, flying with a pair of crimson wings of pure and immaculate wrath. Those trembling fingers now coiled back into a fist, and she struck that monster in the face so hard that her phalanges broke, and the sound of the impact made all the small glass tools of the lab shake.
On that second that her bloody fist crashed with the ivory chitin, she felt it. The monster had moved just a fraction of a centimeter. That impenetrable fortress, that impossible tall wall, that colossal barrier that she had never thought she could pass, got a small dent. Even if it was useless, even if it was a waste of her life, even if her whole body and mind were chastising her for making such a stupid decision. All that boiling sea of sheer rage bubbling in her veins could just cheer her up.
"Any last words?" The insect monster asked, her tone bizarre but calm as always as she stood there looking right into those bloodshot eyes with her black voids.
In her peripheral vision, she saw it. "You took your time . . ." MJ managed to mutter before a black blur was shot across the window. Why did she know that it was Peter? Easy; there was nobody else that would come to save her.
Using the wings to get momentum and then his webs on buildings to work as a slingshot, Peter was shot across the night sky like a living bullet. He moved so fast that it went past the lab window, tackled the monster, and managed to make both lands on the lab parking lot after breaking across a wall.
"Don't worry, girl! I am on you!" Another figure said to MJ as she went past the hole that Peter had made and immediately began to treat MJ, sealing that gash on her arm with her black webs.
A small sigh of relief escaped MJ's lips as she dropped to the floor. "Do I get a raise after this?" She managed to mutter as the effects of losing blood were really making her mind go foggy.
"How does know that it was me?" Gwen asked with a surprised tone while grabbing that muscular arm and starting the reattaching process.
"I can recognize that ass anywhere," the redhead muttered with a playful but a little bit sad tone, knowing that her best friends were so ahead of her.
Finally, there was a girl wearing black and white spandex with a tiger motive running behind Peter. "I will support Spiderman! You take care of her!" White Tiger ordered, ready to help her companion with this problem.
Peter loomed over the woman as he used her body as a skateboard, tied with his webs as the friction of the asphalt third scraped away that armor with the impact. The massive man was just completely silent, with his big wings completely extended over the enemy that had dared to damage his best friends. Not a single quip or joke escaped his lips.
"We finally-" the woman began to buzz before the webs around her tied up and Peter just slammed her on the ground, over and over with sheer rage, trying to turn that monster into nothing more than a simple paste.
("My king, you should calm yourself,") Venom muttered, fearing that all the hormones she used to flood the man's veins were getting a little out of control.
("No,") Peter answered, making it clear that from the second he saw a single drop of MJ's blood, he was out of mercy.
The barrage of attacks was interrupted the second that the monster used her strings not only to break the web but also to launch a strong sonic attack toward the symbiote. As a violinist, hundreds of strings rubbed against each other, creating this high-frequency sound that almost stunned the duo, but thanks to the fabric they had created, it was only a minor annoyance that brought the bug a few seconds.
On the instant that the monster stood on the ground again, White Tiger jumped at her while Peter was recoiling from the attack. The woman pounced at the insect with her claws, trying to strike the monster, but she not only dodged each attack but also used her silk to restrain the cat.
Peter quickly cut those strings with his claws, releasing the woman while the two began to double-team the insect girl, and she was forced to retreat to one of the nearby rooftops. Her agility was immense, and those strings of silk that seemed to be coming out of her back were almost impossible to see and move as if they had a life on their own. Also, there were so many that Venom could only count up to one hundred.
"We need to find a way to get closer!" White Tiger yelled, and then things got even worse.
The hornet humanoid decided to change strategies and began to produce friction between her strands of silk. In a second, she was surrounded by those constantly burning, flaming whips that back to move in the direction not only toward Peter but also the tiger.
("I cannot change to the anti-fire fabric! That would expose us to the sound attacks!") Venom yelled inside Peter as the boy was jumping all over the rooftop dodging the attacks, using his web to move around in sharp angles as the wings were too slow to dodge the barrage.
Peter's eyes scanned the rooftops searching for a water tower while he was using his enhanced reflexes and spider senses to dodge the dance of lethal flame whips together with White Tiger. The woman had deduced that there were two sets of strings, the first one on the exterior working on the offensive while the second one in the interior created a defensive barrier constantly reacting to attacks.
"Two dozen on the exterior, ten on the interior!" White Tiger yelled, giving Peter an idea of how to deal with this. Especially since he noticed that the thing needed to constantly produce more silk to replace the one that was burned, so there was a gap in her defenses.
He made a strategic retreat to the building beside them, where a water tower was located, and with the abomination in hot pursuit, dancing with the flames in the middle of the New York night. That pursuit was stopped when Peter grabbed the big tank of metal with his tentacles and just threw it in the direction of the insectoid monster.
Without wasting a second, the creature just tried to dodge out of the way, sensing that something was wrong with that attack, but that possibility was also accounted for. Those thick, oily tentacles squeezed the water tank and exploded all its contents over the monster, and for a second, her flames were out.
On the small window of opportunity this generated, Peter pounced toward her and punched that ivory face. An attack with so much strength that even cracked the white chitin and sent the abomination flying so far that it landed in a small park a few blocks from where they were.
"Ah . . . ah . . . ah. . ." the insectoid creature managed to say in between moans of pain as thick purple blood oozed from her wound. There was only one reason she got into this fight, and it was her instinct driving her to fight those entities. Since she became self-aware, she only had that knowledge and drive in her mind, nothing else. She was fighting for her life to do something that didn't make sense; it wasn't a normal drive to eat and reproduce as she had before; it was something else.
There was not a lot of time to think as a big foot kicked her face again, making her fly across the air and slam against a tree; however, instead of hitting the floor, she was grabbed by a thick web and pushed back to that furious king that punched her in the guts again. She couldn't feel anything in that man except sheer killing instinct; that person would not stop until he murdered her.
She stood firm again, her strings coiling to form a big spear that she- Now there were two black individuals just punching and kicking her from all angles. They had find each of the hole she used to produce her silk and seal them with their own webs. The female one used her strong legs and tongue to restrain and just demolish her lower part, while the big male one was just punching her torso and face over and over. Each movement she managed to do was quickly countered by a barrage of kicks and fists, blunt strikes that shattered her exoskeleton and revealed the soft flesh under it.
As the creature was now unconscious on the floor and Peter went to kill it with a final blow of his fist, Venom stopped him. ("Wait! Do not kill her!") the alien exclaimed, as this would be a waste. Killing these kinds of creatures would create more problems in the long run.
("Why?! She tried to kill MJ and my kids!") Peter snarled back, only seeing red as the idea of losing not only her best friend and woman but also his kids was guiding each strike.
("That is too good for her! She should suffer as a broodmare and as a slave to MJ. Make her beg and submit to you until she is physically and mentally broken, then deny her the right to choose whether to live or not,") Venom purred inside his mind with sheer malevolence and also injecting enough tranquilizers to kill a bear high in cocaine.
Peter stopped for a second, his rage still as red hot as ever but now being forged into something more subtle than just a chunk of violence. ("I . . . ") he muttered to himself and stopped his attack before getting contacted by Gwen.
("This is not only the best punishment but also . . . something strange is happening with her. Why was she sent after you? She needs to be studied to avoid future threats like her; killing her now is not only a waste but dangerous,") the smart girl added with a calm and analytic tone, helping Venom with this task.
"Wait," Peter finally said, raising his hands and stopping the two girls that were around him.
"What are you doing?" White Tiger asked, confused they weren't killing this monster.
The man's tentacles sprung out of his torso and dragged the now unconscious monster into his hammerspace, leaving nothing behind. "We are not killing her," Peter said, trying to sound cold and calm but failing.
"Then what are you going to do? Give her to the police?" The Latina woman asked again with a suspicious tone.
"I am taking her to study . . ." the man answered, not giving her a lot of attention as he was still worried sick about MJ even if Gwen managed to patch her up.
"You are playing with fire, Spiderman," the heroine warned him, knowing full well that she didn't have the power to stop him.
"I will take full responsibility for anything that happens with her," Peter answered, not being that angry with his companion. After all, she had helped them to save MJ's life when they asked her. All his rage was focused on the monster now sleeping in his guts.
The creature slowly woke up in a strange and toxic place. All she could sense were thick and oily walls of pure throbbing darkness, each of her spinnerets completely sealed and her arms and legs tied by thick black tentacles as she was forced to stand. Unable to move and see, the woman thought that first, she was in the stomach of a monster before a quick slap took her back to reality.
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A big hand slapping her head woke up as only one figure apart from her could be seen in this dark void. "Wake up!" Peter snarled, his tone drenched in pure malice as his strong fingers grabbed the insect girl's face and forced her to look at him.
"What . . . is happening?" She asked, confused and now shaking as her life was in peril. The creature could sense that her death would not be swift.
The man opened his mouth, and dozens of long fangs came out of the monster's lips. A long pink tendril that was supposed to be a tongue was licking that ivory chitin painfully slowly. "You hurt my family, so I am hurting you now," the king said, tasting the sheer fear of his victim.
She let out a sigh of pure nervousness. The creature didn't need to eat, drink, or breathe; she didn't have any reproductive systems or holes that could be used for mating. It was almost as if her body was built to avoid the corruption of the hive by sheer coincidence. "My body . . . is pure . . . it doesn't have any orifice for you to use," she muttered, as by the way that he was touching her, it was clear that there was a clear intention in his gestures.
The tentacles of Venom that made the walls began to touch the creature's body; there were cracks on her armor, in places where Peter had punched, and most importantly, in her chest. "That is where you are wrong; if there is not one, I will make one my little hornet creature," he added as the corruption of the symbiote began to slip inside his victim.
Hornet let out a loud squeal of pure dismay as the girl could feel the hot tendrils of Venom draining strange liquids into her body. She was seeping across her broken skin, digging deep into her flesh and unloading her oily mass into her flesh. Each second that it passed, the mutant could feel a burning heat followed by a tingle near her chest as the alien bit, chewed up, and then spit back her body. "What are you doing?!" She asked with hundreds of buzzing sounds, afraid for the first time in her life as an avalanche of feelings were flooding her.
There was no answer; Peter was just left alone inside Felicia's shower as a larva in a cocoon for Venom to modify.
"Interesting, it will take some time, but I will keep you company as I modify our little friend," Venom muttered with a sadistic tone as she took a humanoid form to please Peter as they were waiting for the mutations to take place. There was the problem that she was wired to kill her and Gwen, but the Queen had planned for her king to fuck those instincts out of her.
Peter let out a deep snarl. That big and muscular woman made out of pure black oil was standing in front of him, as tall as him, with a submissive and seductive smile. She crafted that body to please him; from the big and round tits to the perfectly shaped ass, even the interior of her pussy was made for optimal milking. So with a strong and fast movement, he grabbed her by the neck.
"Come here!" The king exclaimed, bending Venom over the black cocoon that was Hornet right now. He would fuck Venom on top of her, using the pressure of her body to make the sensations on his enemy even more suffocating.
"Ah!❤ My king!❤ Are you that mad?!❤" Venom asked with a wide smile on her maw filled with fangs as Peter coiled an arm around her neck from the back, trying to strangle the alien.
Peter let out a loud scream of pure pleasure as the moist tentacular pussy of his queen was impaled by his cock. Each inch inside that almost liquid and hot hole was something other worthy, from the small tentacles caressing his length to the cervix of the woman basically just kissing and sucking his tip. Even the tentacles that came out of the hole and massaged his balls were as dexterous as Felicia or Gwen's tongues. "Fuck, yea! I am! This bitch almost killed MJ! I need to take out my frustration with someone!"He screamed, moving as fast he could from the second he was inside her. There was no mercy or time to be subtle—he was the one that was supposed to enjoy that, and with pure rage and greed, the man hammered that alien slit.
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Venom screamed and moaned, drunk in the pleasure of being the punching bag for Peter's anger. Just that instead of him using his fist and her face, it was her big and fat ass with his muscular hips. Over and over that man pounced that hole, filling the bathroom with the wet clapping sound of the two monsters while their moans and screams followed. "Use my pussy to your heart's desire!❤ Be as rough as you want!❤ Let the hate and lust flow across!❤" She begged as the woman felt the creature under her in the black cocoon just squirming like a worm getting eaten by a bird trying to get out. However, that would never happen; even if she resisted, she would be devoured by the hive.
"Do you like it?! Fucking over your defeated enemy as I corrupt her body? Can feel her squealing and struggling as I turn her body into your fuck toy?!" The alien queen yelled as their fluids were getting mixed in long strings of goo that dropped over the bed they made out of her body.
As the impossible cunt and the tentacles coming out squeezed his dick and balls, Peter was forced to confess. For more than he had deep hate running inside him, he loved this barbaric way of revenge. Defeating and claiming a girl had slowly become one of his favorite activities. "I love it!❤ She will make a great addition to the hive and as MJ's personal pet!❤" He yelled while his balls were filled with a mixture of semen and rage. Now with his boiling hot seed about to explode after a few minutes of hammering that ass, he just went balls deep and let his seed erupt from his cock.
Venom just sealed her cunt around Peter's manhood the second it began to climax inside her body. "Good!❤ Good❤! Fill me up!❤" She yelled while not only having her own orgasm but using all that seed flooding her womb for something more creative. There was a lot of joy in receiving the genes of her king, but using them in another woman always felt better.
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It went directly into Hornet; each time that Peter clenched those massive balls and painted the black alien womb white, she grabbed that tick and boiling spunk and forced feed it to their slave. All in an attempt to keep changing and deforming her body, using the holy seed of the king to reshape the creature into a pet. However, Peter was still glued to Venom's thick ass, and while his orgasm was almost done, something broke into the bathroom.
"Only one thing is missing. MJ deserves her pound of flesh and a chance to pound that bitch's pussy!" He yelled, balls deep into the monster, as MJ just kicked the bathroom door open.
She had Venom all over her body. The alien had become a vital part of her flesh to cure her wounds, becoming this viscus red liquid that mixed with her blood from that battle. One could see it in the Amazonian muscular and naked torso as her spine, ribs, and arm were held in place by the crimson and palpitating mass.
"Where is that whore?!" MJ roared after "escaping" Gwen and getting into the apartment with her new powers. One could see in her bloodshot eyes that the redhead was in an almost berserker state.
"MJ?! I can explain this!" Peter exclaimed and raised his hands while still embedded in the alien booty. He was happy that his girl was fine, but on the other hand, there was a lot to explain.
The second that MJ saw Peter, she pounced foward and kissed his shining knight in black armor with the same strength as the lower lips, keeping his cock captive. "I don't fucking care if you are race-mixing with an alien! Where is that bitch that cut my arm?! I will fuck her up! " She yelled after breaking her kiss, her mind high in violence, lust, and adrenaline. She only wanted to break stuff with her fist and hips.
"Give me that bitch, now!" MJ yelled again, actually turning on Peter a lot. Having just busted a nut inside Venom and seeing the woman so healthy really helped him clear his thoughts and pacify his rage.
Peter was now just letting Venom take a rest while the berserker had her gaze fixed on the black cocoon in front of her. "We will share her, right?" He asked with a small smile on his lips.
"Of course! We will double-team that bug until she is a brain-dead husk!" The redhead answered and flexed her muscles, and then the profanation began.
"Fine by me!" Venom added, and then she took the monster from the mountain of goo inside Felicia's shower.
Hornet looked the same except for a single and important detail: she had big tits now. The creature was corrupted and changed, so now she had a big set of soft and squeezable breasts with a set of impressive black nipples. She was so sensitive that just the hot air around her made her shiver.
The mutant was feeling strange and afraid; pleasure was something new to her, and just having her massive new tits made out of a mixture of her flesh and symbiote fluids was disturbing. She could still feel the parts of the alien inside those mountains of meat shivering and churning with pure lust and malice, profanating her flesh in ways that should not be possible.
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MJ took a good look at her enemy, who was still firmly held in place with her legs spread by the tentacles. "Tsk! Where is her pussy! And asshole!" She exclaimed, trying to find a hole to fist with the same she cut from her.
"I . . . don't have them . . ." Hornet managed to mutter, still groggy from the whole ordeal, as each word coming from her was also tainted with a few dashes of fear.
"Just fucking tits . . . well, if you do not have one, I will make one!" The redhead exclaimed, guided by rage and lust but not logic. She would just lick and rub one part of the insect until eventually there was something her big and muscular fingers could penetrate.
Peter was now fully erect again; they would share this revenge together. "How are you going to do that?" he asked with a teasing tone while hugging her from behind and caressing those chiseled abs.
She pointed to Venom, which was still bent over the bathroom floor with semen oozing from her pussy. "You! Alien goo! Made one! You fixed my arm! You can do bullshit like that!" She ordered. After all, with the amount of weird stuff that Gwen and Peter forced her to watch while hanging together, the girl had retained some information about those shows. She knew what to do in these situations.
Venom slithered back into the main mass of tentacles, losing her humanoid form and becoming a cauldron of throbbing ebony flesh again. "Don't mind if I do . . ." the palpating mass of darkness muttered. While Peter enjoys Hornet's new tits, MJ and she would be making a proper hole to store the king seed.
In just a matter of seconds, MJ grappled that insect into the bathroom floor that had become this bed of black tendrils and ebony flesh. With that angle, she and her tendrils were spreading her legs wide while Peter sat on her chest, ready to get a titjob from that new set of breasts.
"Well, MJ, have fun with her! I will enjoy those new tits . . ." the boy muttered, placing his massive cock in between those huge mountains of black fat. They felt like Venom ones but a little more solid.
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The mutant shivered at the contact with that massive cock, leaking precum all over her white face. Those new tits felt hot, extremely hot; each time that the man touched them, especially the sensitive nipples, a strange sensation of warmth and pleasure stabbed her brain. That bundle of nerves was not made to get joy from sexual pleasure, so that new feeling was overwhelming; each stroke that the thick manhood made her feel something strange. It was love? It was a natural instinct to mate? She didn't know yet.
Then it came the redhead licking her crotch; there was just a plain layer of chitin in here, but still, the woman was rubbing her tongue all over that place with pure anger and lust. "There is nothing there," she managed to mutter before starting to feel a strange itch on that part. For a second, the abomination saw the muscular turning into something strange.
MJ's tongue became long—too long for a normal human—and fangs began to bloom from her face as a red face mask began to cover the woman's face. The crimson berserker was slowly getting turned into a monster that would lick a cunt into that black canvas.
"Just wait! I will get a nice and moist pussy so Peter can fill you to the brim!❤" MJ exclaimed as her powerful hands were pressing those legs apart and her tongue became a sword that would cleave apart a part for her king to breed this monster. The strangest part was that Venom didn't have anything to do with this way of acting; the woman was just focused on breaking, breeding, and revenge.
As the itch and heat on the abomination crotch got hotter and hotter, a red mark was carved in between those layers of black as Venom made sure to drain her biomass mixed with MJ saliva on that part. "He is going to breed that black ass until you run out of eggs!❤" MJ yelled as Peter was just too focused on the abomination tits to pay attention to anything else.
"Fuck they are soft!" Peter exclaimed as his hips moved at the same speed as his hands squeezed those big black tits around his cock. It was wonderful to know that the monster could be repurposed into something as pleasing as this.
Hornet was taken back by the sheer brutality of the three warriors. The speed of Peter fucking her new tits was only surpassed by the sheer carnage that MJ was doing in her loins. Such was the strength that her first orgasm was building up, making those back nipples turn into a bright shade of blue. "Ah . .❤ . ah . . ❤ah . . .❤" the hundreds of buzzing sounds that sound like woman moan.
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What started as just a red line on that black ocean slowly began to get deep and change with each aggressive and bestial lick that MJ gave. As the tongue of a cat, the raspy pink tentacle sanded that crotch into a proper pussy. First, there were some small lips, and then the redhead was focused on summoning a big clit into that new cunt. With the help of Venom, she beat a red bean into existence with even a fleshy clitoral hood. Then it came digging the canal for Peter to bury his cock inside.
As the minutes passed and Hornet's face and tits were covered by a glue-like layer of precum, with thick drops of the liquid splattering across her white shell with each hip movement, she finally felt what having a pussy was. "There . . . there is something in me!❤" she managed to say as the speed on Peter's loins got ready to unleash a freshly baked batch of seed on his new pet.
Lick by lick MJ made that hole. A moist and hot canal of fleshy red meat, not only for her or Peter. It was an open wound that now Venom could infect with her virulent flesh. There was nothing in there at the start, but now, as MJ tongue fucked that cunt, there was another vector for her corruption to take root. This agent sent to slay her would be turned against the hands of destiny that created her.
"Congratulations! You now know what having a pussy feels like!" Peter answered with a teasing tone, his balls feeling extremely heavy as the amount of semen in them was reaching a critical point.
It didn't stop here; MJ had now created a pussy but there was the need to forge a proper womb and a nice set of ovaries. So for that, Venom worked together with her, increasing the size of her tongue so she could dig deep enough to build a fleshy ring that would be Hornet's cervix and then a big cavern that was her new fertile womb. A chalice in the middle of that dark and strange body would be filled to the brim with the king's seed.
With a new part of her born into existence, the monster finally became a proper woman, and she felt the wonders of sinking into the deepest sea of perversion. "Ah!❤ It feels good!❤" She yelled as her orgasm was imminent as well as Peter's first of many loads that he would be bursting on the monster.
"Fuck, cumming!" Peter roared, and with a final hip movement, he burst all over Hornet. The man's balls clenched and just unleashed rope after rope of thick infectious seed over the woman's face and tits, painting that black canvas with long streaks of ivory white.
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The bug arched her back and then let a rain of juices come over MJ's face, giving up and accepting the woman as her master while enjoying the full extent of that pleasure. "Something is coming out!❤❤" She squealed like a fly shaking after getting hit by a can of bug spray. The pleasure of her first orgasm burned that murderous instinct into ashes as Venom kept messing with her body and brain.
"Come, you stupid insect! Get ready to get your fucking pussy wrecked!❤ You little cock sucker!❤" MJ exclaimed as she changed positions; it was time to claim revenge for all the damage she had done to her body.
The huge woman put the little insect into a full Nelson while she lay on the floor, using her big arms to spread those black legs apart and choke Hornet at the same time. This way, MJ's muscular pussy was just under the new pink slit, ready for Peter to take her for the first time while she also had some fun. The Amazon loved how the bug was struggling to break the hold but was unable to do it. Well, at least that was the impression Hornet was giving; in reality, she could have broken the choke when she wanted and she didn't need to breathe, but her instinct told her to struggle to entice both the male and the female to reproduce with her. It was like a cricket rubbing her legs to call for a mate.
"Peter! Break this hoe cunt in half!❤ and mine too!❤" MJ roared as a lioness, holding prey in her maws for her lover to devour.
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Peter began to rub his massive cock against that wet slit that almost felt too small for him. "Your wishes are my command!" he exclaimed, and then his tongue began to eat MJ's pussy, coiling around her clit before digging into her cunt and making out with her cervix. However, there was a problem with Hornet; her cunt was too small.
The king needed to really dig into that hole before even placing the tip inside. Each inch felt like the battle she had with him a few hours ago. He needed to grip that waist with all his strength as he pushed his hips deeper and deeper, almost as if he were sculpting the final details of that cunt.
Hornet was dying; the pressure on her loins was too much for the bug. She was shaking, screaming, buzzing, and spasming like a woman having a stroke as Peter cleaved her cunt apart. It wasn't the pain; she was used to that sensation that was making her react like that; it was the pleasure. Not even as a bug, she never felt anything remotely close to this, but now that she had some proper mammalian mating, she could understand why her creator didn't give her a pussy. It was a massive weakness; there was no other choice for her to become slaved by the male that managed to put their fat dick into it. "Ahhhhhhh❤! I can't❤, I can't!❤" She buzzed, squealed, and screamed at the same time. If she had tear ducts, she would be crying, but the only things oozing from her were silk from her spinnerets.
"Oh, you can cut my fucking arm, but you cannot take a cock?! Fucking useless piece of trash!" MJ snarled as her red face started to get really flustered from the attacks on her loins. However, feeling that bug moving on top of her, begging for mercy, mixed with Peter's tongue, really awakened some strange kinks in her.
"Ah!❤ Ah!❤ I feel weird❤! It feels good!❤" Hornet yelled as the man kept slapping his massive balls against her ass. It was as if a part of her brain was getting awakened—a drive to mate, to reproduce to be submissive to a strong male and accept his seed into her new womb.
MJ felt amazing, conquering and putting that woman into her place was feeling like a drug running across her veins. The sheer adrenaline inside her veins was not only feeding the small parts of Venom on her brain but also the ones attaching her organs and arm together now. It was a banquet that the alien used to reinforce her body and nothing more; there was no longer a need to influence her any further. "Come on❤! Get used to getting your cunt fucked❤! This is your world from now on❤! My man cock is your god❤, and I am his fucking saint!❤" MJ yelled with pure vitriol and hatred in her voice.
Those dirty words coming from the redhead's lips made Peter move faster, loving the ways that she talked about him and pushed him to truly dig into that new womb. The sounds of wet slapping made the whole bathroom shake as Venom was busy doing the final details on the girl's body.
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She needed to ovulate, and for that Hornet needed ovaries. Crafting them was a hard task; mixing that strange DNA with the genes of Peter not only forced her to get creative as she broke, butchered, and rebuilt that flesh into a proper egg nest but also Peter seemed to need a little upgrade. All to ensure this interspecies mixing was a true success.
Of course that Hornet could feel as the black tendrils of Venom were reworking her lower abdomen, wriggling inside it like a nest of worms as they create not two but four ovaries for optional breeding. Those parts that were never meant to be in her now felt so fundamental that the insect couldn't understand how she could live without sexual reproduction.
The speed reached its limits as the three were ready to climax. With the dense stench of sex flooding the bathroom and turning into a hot box so dense that one could see the particles of black musk condensing and becoming drops of obsidian goo in the mirror, there was no longer room for fighting back. This was the hive domain, and this assassin was absorbed and assimilated by Venom, and now her womb would be used as a tool to fight against the reason for her existence.
"Fuck!❤ It seems that he is almost done! Ready to get pregnant?! You are not a monster; you are not a warrior; you are just a flesh toilet for my man to piss his semen inside you!❤" MJ yelled, her cunt about to explode in a shower of girl juices all over the defeated insect.
Hornet in the middle of this mess of emotions and feelings could only scream for the man to drain her balls into her. "Please! ❤Please! ❤Please! ❤Have mercy! ❤I am dying!❤" She begged, submitting to the two and feeling that each second that she wasn't carrying the man's babies, she was like a walking corpse.
Venom's dark tendrils dug deep into the fresh four fallopian tubes of Hornet. The black vermin not only coiled and squeezed those biological structures with the shape of fleshy light blue eggs to get some ovules but also penetrated them. Stabbing those eggs with her thin and sharp tendrils to absolutely exert the maximum amount of pain and pleasure possible to the monster and bending her to the will of the hive as her genes were not only stolen but forced to merge with the virulent mixture of alien and human chromosomes. After that, she managed to drag six new and fresh ovules right into the womb, getting fucked by Peter's massive cock.
That pain, that humiliation, that act of ultimate control exerted over her body made Hornet come at almost the same time as Peter. Just ovulating was all she needed to explode in a shower of pussy juice all over the man again as her sensitive pussy begged for mercy. The pleasure just ran across her body like a bolt of lightning, starting from her freshly enforced cunt all the way to her brain and just frying it.
A second later Peter came; the man just stabbed that monstrous cut to the base and didn't think about the ramifications of breeding such a creature. He didn't care about the monster he was bringing to the world; he only wanted to drain his massive balls into that moist cunt, and all else was secondary. It was not only his duty as the king of the hive to reproduce with everything but also got a sick joy as his spider-sense pointed to Hornet's womb, confirming the success as his massive tip blasted rope after rope of thick spunk into her.
Another wave of pleasure struck MJ's brain as she could feel Peter's semen overflowing that black cunt and splattering against her own slit. It was not only a sign of pleasure but also a conquest. She could almost sense the man successfully breeding this woman—the one that took her arm and almost killed her. That and the tongue penetrating her womb made MJ scream and roar so hard that almost the whole building shook as her pussy exploded in another massive shower of pure and hot girl cum.
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Inside that newly formed womb, Peter swimmers searched for their prey, those fresh formed ovules that were filled with all kinds of interesting types of genes and power. Those fat, blue, and magical spheres bloated with such strange information that would make anybody interested in mutant biology salivate. However, only the king and queen could sink their fangs on them. So, with the same brutality he used to beat her, the sperm coiled around those fragile ovules and bit them, tearing out their barriers to then explode their genes into them. Over and over again, abusing and breaking those cells and merging the blueprints that made the two into a new kind that fucked into existence.