Overflowing black: Harem of Symbiotes

"You are working! Get back into your uniform, girls!" Peter ordered with a dominant and aggressive tone. They were patrolling and now facing a dangerous burglar in her hideout, so they would need to take the necessary precautions.

"Getting dominant now?" Felicia purred as she activated her powers again, getting on that big and dominant form. The boy musk was already flooding the place and creating the perfect atmospheric condition for a rain of semen and girl juices.

Gwen let out a soft moan as her body was covered by Venom's goo. "I like it when he does it," the girl muttered as her body was shivering with pure excitement.

The cat got near Peter's face and made sure to rub her chiseled abs against his face while her massive breast rested on his head. "Do you love my abs so much?" She teased him with a mischievous smile on her lips. Felicia was still a little mad about him getting her pregnant, but now, looking at the brighter side, they could have as many raw creampies as they wanted without having to worry.

"Or do you like my long tongue that much?" Gwen asked as her mouth opened in a colossal maw with a long pink tendril the size of an arm that was supposed to be her tongue. The sticky and gooey tentacle caressed Peter's cheek and was so long that it could reach her growing at the same time.

"The last time I was trying to be nice with you, now? Get ready to be ruined," Peter finally declared, ready to destroy this girl. After all, she liked to play rough, and now, in this room, they could do it to their heart's content.

Felicia licked her lips as her body was already starting to get hot. "I would like you to try it, Spidey," she purred with a familiar itch appearing in her loins.

("Gwen, get ready; we need to destroy her. Felicia's mind, soul, and memories do not remember it but her body-") Venom said to Gwen inside her mind and was cut short before she could finish the sentence.

Under that mask of alien slime, one could see a brief gesture of pure annoyance on Gwen's face. ("Say no more; it was expected that stuff like this happened; let's plug this leak,") she answered, squinting her eyes and making a small smirk.

It took around 5 seconds to get Felicia into a proper position. Peter and Gwen, with their webs, made a long rope that connected the girl to the roof of the apartment as she hung from it as a piece of meat.

The woman could feel the pressure of her town body making her surrender as the strong musk in the ambience. She couldn't move an inch as her arms back were pointing to the ceiling, with her arms firmly tied to it, as that made sure to make her massive chest pop out. Feliclia's legs were held apart by the rope, forcing her to be flexed at a sharp angle to make sure that she not only felt completely defenseless but also completely exposed. With a gag made out of that strange goo in her mouth, eyes, and ears, she was in this sea of pure darkness, unable to sense everything but the webs firmly holding her, keeping her body in place.

(Fuck . . . they are treating me like a fucking chunk of meat to get fucked. When did I become so submissive?) Felicia thought for herself in this strange situation as Venom pumped her body full of aphrodisiacs; there was no room for mistakes this time.

This self-reflection was interrupted by a hard and fast slap in the ass by Peter. The spike of pain forced Felicia to let out a muffled moan of pleasure as the man sank his hand into that muscular ass covered by black spandex.

"Nice and secure," Peter muttered after ensuring the structural integrity of this contraption. The view in front of him was wonderful; even if there was only a thin layer of black fabric between them, the boy could perfectly see the contours of that puffy, moist pussy and virgin asshole.

Without wasting time, Peter tore a hole in her defenses and began to devour her. The boy's massive tongue coiled out his maw as a hungry viper and began to slide into that fleshy cave as one of his fingers was busy molesting her clit. It was a triple attack, one hand slapping her ass, another stretching and rubbing her big bean, and the tongue almost as big as his cock fighting its way into the girl's cunt.

Felicia's whole body tensed as the pain and pleasure of these attacks mixed together in her brain. Previous to each strike, those firm muscles turned into steel, and after they relaxed into jello in a constant cycle. ("Ok, Spidey, that is good enough...") She begged as her fingers curled, feeling that tendril eating her pussy as nobody had done before. He pressed and rubbed her G spot while the tip was making circles around her cervix, a sadistic way to threaten her.

Then it happened—something that made Felicia arch her back and struggle with futility on those restraints. A muffled scream and saliva poured out her gag as Peter finally penetrated her womb. ("Fuck . . . you are too deep!") Felicia yelled inside her mouth, as the only thing she could feel now was the pain of having her cervix penetrated. However, the mixture of sheer pleasure that it gave her thanks to the alien hormones pumped into her body gave her a submissive and masochist joy. Her own womb was lowering itself as a gesture of surrender to this male.

("Fucking alien freak, you are licking my womb!") She begged as her whole body now felt on fire; the heat of her lower belly was reaching the boiling point, but this was far from over.

Venom and Gwen attacked her tits, breaking the upper part of her suit and unleashing their fury on those perfectly perky nipples. With a second head of Venom coming out of Gwen's shoulder, the two predators opened their massive maws and engulfed a tit each. They looked like a pair of snakes trying to swallow an ostrich egg.

Felicia couldn't believe what she was feeling. She sensed her tits getting exposed to the hot air of the apartment, but then it came that massive pressure from all the sides, a wet and hot mantle of mucus and saliva that strangled her milkers as a halo of teeth on the borders pacified her. Fear that the wrong move could make those fangs sink into them made her obey the demand of those hungry monsters. ("What are those two freaks doing?!") She exclaimed for herself as her nipples began to burn. There was this immense pressure of suction coming from the two girls' maws, demanding something from her as their long tongues had a more sinister goal.

("They want to fuck my tits?!") The realization struck her like a hammer as those tendrils were poking her nipples. They were pushing constantly, trying to turn the small hole in them into a massive tunnel were they could use to stimulate her mammary glands directly.

At that point, she would have resisted if she had any will to fight. However, the combined attack of the trio broke her under this massive flood of feelings that her brain was not made to endure. ("Ah . . . ah . . . What did you get yourself caught up in this time, Felicia . . .") she muttered to herself as her mind was getting foggy in this void where only pain and pleasure existed and her body was nothing more than a toy for her masters.

It only took a few seconds for Felicia to climax. From the constant attacks on her body, the heat on her loins and tits exploded into a blazing inferno of pleasure. Her pussy shook and squirted all over Peter's face, clenching and unleashing her girl's fluids over and over. She tried to scream, but the muffled restraints in her mouth made it impossible. The girl could only cross her eyes as the sheer infectious joy coming from her burning breasts and slit was making her go mad. Felicia had noticed that the orgasms caused by these creatures were a lot stronger than the normal ones, but as any addict, she couldn't say no to them.

The first time she came, it took her one minute and thirty seconds from where they started. So this would become a hard hour for the woman, as the trio would not stop until her mind was gone.

Just after all the defenses of the woman were done, and her mind was gone. Venom attacked. After all, she had more than enough time now to see why she was so resistant to her.

The black tendrils of Venom found their way inside Felicia's head again across the gags that Peter had put on her. She could feel in the midst of her orgasm how something slimy was traveling across her ear canal, nose, and sclera, turning those white ponds into black pits. They were never stopping, going deeper and deeper as a hot sensation filled her brain. Panic flooded her body, but soon those feelings were slayed by the alien as her biomass finally began to coat and change Felicia's gray matter.

Luck, it was just sheer luck, or better say, destiny. Felicia was destined to not join the hive and become an antagonist to their success. Such as any other fundamental rules of reality that tied Peter down to his miserable life. However, now it was time to cut another of those strings. Even if they thought they had fully broken the cycle, it was tied to fix itself back, and Felicia's state was a clear example of that.

("Sooooooooooooo many strings around Peter, sooooooooooo many webs holding him in place as the center of everything. Why did he have to suffer holding everything together?") Venom purred inside Felicia's head, ready to tear to sunder every single sliver of resistance that the woman had against their influence.

As she reworked each chemical balance of her brain to become a proper member of the hive, she shared her conclusion with Gwen. ("It seems that there are some strings still attached to him. But today, we force the hand of destiny once again,") she said to her accomplice as they took into consideration that now other sources of conflict could be brewing on the horizon.

("Nobody said that this was going to be easy . . .") Gwen purred back with a mouth full of one of Felicia's magnificent breasts.

Venom could turn Felicia into a warrior, a powerful avatar for the hive that would put her skills on full display. However, as she was now, the girl was too big of a threat. She needed to be reduced to something that would never become a source of discord for her plans, and just for that, there was only one position: a broodmother.

Felicia's role would be getting fucked, giving birth to Peter's children, and raising them as their mother. Only when the only source of her happiness became the hive itself would Felicia be allowed to be something else.

Just for that, the only really suitable kink for the woman was becoming a pet. Felicia would be treated like nothing more than an animal, an inferior creature, and she would enjoy it. For the criminal now, her life would be nothing more than serving her master with her soul and body, and from that, the girl would get the pleasure she was taught to crave so much.

Felicia gains a new kink by reaching stage 1 of infection:

Petplay kink: The user loves to be treated like an animal, not like a human. She likes to go around naked, forced to go in all four, and being subjected to all the humiliating acts of getting walked around with a leash.