Overflowing black: Harem of Symbiotes

Peter gains:

Hammerspace 2: Venom can now store a limitless amount of medium-sized objects (up to roughly human size) in her hammerspace. (Yeah, I know what you're thinking, perverts. You can send one of your girlfriends there too if you want to have some fun). However, this requires a lot of concentration and time, making it almost unusable in combat.

Attribute replication: Venom can replicate unique characteristics of the materials inside her hammerspace. This allows you to switch materials for Inorganic assimilation at will.

I Don't Want To Cure Cancer, I Just Want To Make People Horny! 1: After a girl reaches Stage 2, Venom can mess with their genetics, so that they receive dopamine, depending on how they treat Peter on their own, without Venom getting involved. This takes the form of a womb tattoo, that only Venom (and maybe Peter or other members of the hive) can see. Each Stage 2 girl can have 1 (up to 3 when upgraded) of the following effects:

- Mark of Lust - Grants pleasure when those marked with it are causing arousal or inflicting sexual acts on Peter. Peter gains +10 Virility against that girl.

- Mark of Benevolence - Grants pleasure when those marked with it encourage or motivate Peter. Peter gains +10 Virility against that girl.

- Mark of Obedience - Grants pleasure when those marked with it act submissively to Peter. Peter gains +10 Virility against that girl.

As the return to normal life was looming close to the group, the advance of their powers could not be stopped. The first thing that Venom began to evolve was increasing her capabilities to store items inside her. She now could store a lot of different objects in it the size of a human, boxes, plants, and even other stuff.

Inside Gwen's room, early in the morning, so her dad was not around to see them, Peter, Venom, and she were doing an experiment. "Are you ready for this?" He asked with a nervous tone.

The blonde girl nodded multiple times with an eager face. "I was born ready, baby! Let's do it!" She exclaimed, making small jumps of happiness.

"Here we go!" Venom yelled, and then a massive maw came out of Peter's chest. The colossal snake-like creature swallowed Gwen whole and then assimilated her into the suit. It was a little slow, taking a minute to ingest her body, but in the end, they were able to do it. Now Peter stood alone in the middle of the room with a worried face.

Meanwhile, Gwen was having the time of her life. She was squeezed between walls of hot, oily, and sticky goo; each inch of her body was not in that deep void as multiple tentacles began to abuse each inch of her body. Those long tendrils attacked her mouth, pussy, and asshole constantly, as she was completely helpless drowning in that black void. Such was the pleasure that she could not stop climaxing over and over. Peter was unable to feel the joy of this orgy but soon he would be able.

After thirty minutes, Venom finally spat out Gwen, who lay on the bed with each of her holes gaping with black fluids oozing from them. With her legs and arms spread out, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, and her tongue out, it was clear that she had some fun.

"So, how was it?" Peter asked with a curious tone as he felt a massive erection in his pants.

Gwen took a second to answer as her breathing was erratic. "Holy . . . shit that was good!" She exclaimed and gave Peter a thump up.

Venom improvements did not end here, especially since she had learned how to switch materials that she had assimilated from her hammerspace. Basically, she had tried it with rubber in order to get more resistant to electricity in exchange for her fire endurance, but it worked. Now they only needed to get better materials to use this power.

Finally, there was something else that Venom created with the help of Peter and by his personal petition. After establishing again that Gwen was his bitch, the boy began to create a small tentacle on the tip of his finger.

"Ok, let's do this . . ." Peter mumbled as the long black tendril pierced the girl's lower belly and began to spread its inky goo under her skin, creating a womb tattoo. A mark of lust that directly interfaced with the brain of the girl, creating a secondary bundle of nerves that constantly pumped new orders to the girl's physique.

Gwen let out a small moan as the womb tattoo with the motive of a spider web was infused on her skin. "Peter . . . I never knew that you were into this," she purred. The girl could already feel the new effects on her body; having her mind twisted in order to get more pleasure by fucking her boyfriend was a dream come true.

"Oh, don't play around; you know how much I love a nice womb tattoo," Peter muttered with a sadistic smile; after all, she was the one who introduced him to this idea.

The blonde chuckled and nodded. "Put your dirty ink on me as if I am an elf slut," she finally said, while making a slutty face, pulled her tongue out and made two signs of peace.

The next invention that Peter and Gwen worked on was creating a soundproof material that Venom could use. It was the only weakness that the alien still had, and it was a must to find a solution for that. Even if she could only eat a material at the time, being able to switch between her fire resistance and sound resistance in seconds thanks to her hammerspace was better than nothing. So the duo spent a lot of time researching and working on different polymers.

It took a few tries; a few white bucks melted and filled with gunk, but the group could finally create an easy foam to spray on the surface that created a thick layer of a black sponge-like material that was extremely effective in insulating sound. More importantly, it could stop the biggest peaks of noise, making it perfect to use in places like a shooting range.

Peter and Gwen invent:

Soundproofing Silk: This strong, sound-resistant material can nullify the most normal sources of sound and is fairly cheap to craft. Nullify the "weakness to sound" perk as long as it is absorbed into Venom's body.

As the two teenagers were listening to the TV about some news of a Spider-themed hero saving Oscorp Industries millions of dollars by retrieving a previous prototype, the two began to talk about another important topic.

"So we now have the soundproofing silk and the heat-resistant one. We only need an investor," Gwen muttered with a serious tone while looking at the TV. She was a little jealous that Peter was the first to get on the TV.

Peter blushed a little, not used to that kind of attention yet. "Well, Mr. Osborn sent me an invitation to have dinner with him after saving that astronaut. Something related to rewarding young prominent boys," he commented with a calm tone. After all, the invitation says that he could go with him whenever he wanted.

"You neeeeeeeeeeeed to go, Peter! This is the perfect chance to get some rewards and sell our stuff!" Gwen begged while hugging his arm.

The boy took a few seconds to answer. "Fine! I will go; I am not good at talking about business and stuff," he said, nervous about meeting such an important man.

"Peter, you can be really good at anything you want; you just need to trust yourself," Venom added with a calm tone. She had done a lot of work trying to remove that sheepish persona that Peter had, but the boy needed to make some advances on his own to complete the change.

Peter nodded a few times. "Fine, I will do it," he finally muttered. It was time for him to take his first big step in the world.

It was the last night before they needed to go to school again. On this Sunday evening, Peter ordered Venom to change into a nice black and white suit. He needed to be fancy in order to meet such an important person, and the alien went overboard to craft it. This sleek and form-fitting dark suit with a black tie and a white shirt really fitted the boy, made him look a little bit older than he was, and gave him bigger shoulders. All fundamental parts for making him more impressive to a millionaire.

The restaurant in the guts of New York was a fancy Chinese place with all kinds of exotic furniture and statues. With red floors and gold shining all over the place on statues and other kinds of decorations. There was even a massive fish tank in the middle of the place with dozens of exotic species of fish.

Peter saw how many paparazzi were taking photos of him as he sat at the table with an angry man talking on the phone. This man dressed in a black suit with short, messy, light red hair seemed to be in a heartbeat from throwing the table across the room.

"Tell Octavius I do not care about his complaints! Get him back into the lab or he will be fired!" Norman Osborn yelled and then turned off his phone and looked at Peter with a complete lack of interest. He just smiled for the cameras.

"So, Peter Parker, right? Let's get this over quickly," the man said as the boy took a seat in front of him.

"Excuse me, Mr. Osborn, but I would like to take this chance to ask for investment in a project that I was working on," Peter said with a cordial but direct tone.

Norman raised an eyebrow. "Hmmmm? I must have slept late last night because I am hearing stuff. I thought that I heard a kid asking one of the richest people in the city for money out of the blue," he answered with a sardonic and mocking tone.

Peter was used to this kind of bully, so his head didn't even flinch. "Oh?! No, you heard it perfectly right! I am asking you for money, and since your time is so valuable, I wanted to skip unnecessary pleasantries," he added as Venom was using her powers to read each facial expression of the rich man. Knowing his history really helped the alien to aid Peter in this quest.

"Well, what do you have in mind? You have until the food arrives," Norman said, giving Peter a sliver of a chance. After all, it wasn't unheard of teenagers being geniuses and creating nuclear reactors in their garages, so this could be a nice chance to exploit another person.

"I already did all the R&D, and I only need a sponsor to set up a start for my business. I basically developed a new fire-resistant fabric that is really easy to produce and some soundproofing foam," Peter added, his bright smile not affected at all by the pressure of this situation.

Norman nodded. "Do you have the papers?" he asked, and before he could finish the sentence, a folder with all the details was over the table.

The millionaire spent a few seconds looking at the data and the general idea of the project and he was impressed. If this was true, this could be a gold mine. "Good, do you have a sample?" The man asked, trying to fish for something else.

"Right here!" The boy exclaimed, and from one of his pockets pulled out a small piece of the fabric.

"Give me your hand," Norman ordered with a sadistic smile on his lips. It was time to see if this was not an elaborate scam the only way he knew.

Peter nodded and extended his hand, holding the fabric covering it. In a second, Norman pulled a lighter out of his pocket and began to try to burn the boy's fingers across the protection. He was expecting a squeal of pain and terror as the material combusted into ash, but what the man saw was a smiling face.

"See? I am perfectly fine," Peter said, not showing a single sliver of fear against that man. Proving that he did not only have the proof for his claims but also the balls to deal with Norman's tactics.

The man was impressed, to say the least, as he let him go. "Interesting. . ." he muttered, deep in thought.

"Well, Mr.Park, you have my attention. Give me the piece of fabric, and I will call you later," Norman finally said, willing to give Peter a chance.

"Sorry, Mr. Osborn, but I would like to keep this one. I can give you another one after we sign the contract," the teenager said, not being an idiot and grabbing the piece of fabric.

A small chuckle came out of the man's lips. "Clever boy, I see bright things in your future," Normal finally added as their food was arriving at the table.