The Terror of Option

There were so many opportunities and wonders that Venom could do for Peter. This time she didn't even need to go the more extreme route to merge with him, so with all this extra time, she should take things slow and steady. What Peter needed was to get used to his role as king.

First, the alien began to mess with his endocrine system to fine-tune Peter's hormones and make him more confident while talking to girls. Not so much that people would notice that something was wrong, but enough to give him a nice edge.

Then she began to enhance her weaving powers, just to give him more tools to restrain and fight potential targets. As she was now, her tendrils were decent, but they lacked control and strength. The solution for that problem was simple: just relax and merge deeper with Peter's body, getting deep and familiar with his cells in order to mix with him and give them more control over their creations.

As she was gaining more knowledge about human bodies, it wasn't hard for Venom to create a powerful aphrodisiac that would put a normal person in heat. Not really different from what she did to Peter, but easier to apply to possible targets. It was this black and oily substance that she could create from any part of her body; however, there was a lot of room for improvement. The alien added a little extra to force ovulation on the target to secure 100% chances of fertilization.

Even if Venom was proud of her black poison, she had to admit that it was a little hard to give to a girl without her knowing. So she manufactured a gas alternative that would be constantly exuding from Peter's body when he wanted to fuck a girl. Less powerful but a lot more applicable in real life.

Finally, there was a fundamental change she needed to make. Venom needed to connect to the internet as a source of inspiration and ideas. That would give her something to do while Peter was sleeping. So as she was reshaping Peter's body inside her cocoon, a small tendril went to his computer and started to mess with it. Did she get shocked a few times? Yes. However, in the end, the alien managed to learn how to interface directly with the electronics. Those electric signals were not as different from what a nervous system had, and she had a lot of experience tinkering with them.

[[ Peter gains:

Parker charm 2 (200 exp): Your confidence makes seducing more efficient. +10 Charisma.

Ebony webs 2 (200 exp): Your webs made out of black tendrils become stronger and more malleable. This allows you to shoot them as solid projectiles or create small shields or walls with them. +10 Power

Aphrodisiac ooze 1 (250 exp): Venom can create a powerful black oil-like substance that, once in contact with a woman, will induce a state of heat and lust that will make her crave some good cock. It needs to be ingested through the mouth or other holes. +10 Virility and +5 Charisma to convince them to have sex with you if they are under their effect

Aphrodisiac ooze 2 (Aphrodisiac ooze 1 and 250 exp): Venom ooze now tampers with the woman's mind and induces ovulation. With this level, the chemical balance of the girl's brain will make her horny and look forward to getting pregnant, basically turning her baby crazy. +10 Virility and +5 Charisma to convince them to have sex with you if they are under their effect.

Corrupting musk (Aphrodisiac ooze 1 and 100 exp): Aphrodisiac ooze can now be used as a gas with 1/10 of its potency. It can be blocked with normal gas masks. Aphrodisiac ooze can now have an effect without getting you drunk if you are in contact with the target for prolonged periods of time.

Virtual Insanity! (200 exp): Venom seemingly has discovered how to use her body as a direct interface directly with the internet and data. This way, Venom can code and handle information a lot faster than a normal human. Basically, Venom can now even hack electronics without interfaces ]]

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Peter woke up in the morning feeling extremely hungry, the black cocoon nowhere to be seen, as he questioned for a second if this was all a dream. However, a quick look at his shaft made it clear it wasn't one. After going to the bathroom and getting a shower, he got dressed in a small brown hoodie and a pair of black jeans—nothing too fancy. He went down to the kitchen to get something to eat, not paying too much attention to the radio blasting in the background. It was something about the source of the worldwide earthquakes being now under control, words like "hulk" and "red ring," but he was more interested in seeing Ben and May.

Inside the small kitchen with furniture that was a little too old, they were waiting for him. "Did you sleep well, champ?" Uncle Ben asked with a wide smile while drinking his coffee. The old man in his late sixties with perfectly short white hair and a set of glasses had his heart beating with pride for the boy.

Aunt May quickly served Peter a huge plate of scrambled eggs and bacon. "How is my little hero doing?" The old woman said it with her typical friendly smile. The old woman, with her hair tied behind her back, always exuded this aura of maternal love that Peter loved so much.

The boy let out a yawn and nodded. "Fine, thanks . . . just a little tired from today," he answered, as the change that Venom had done to his body had left him starving and tired.

Ben chuckled. "Like everybody, the city is chaotic, but it seems that slowly things are getting under control," the old man said, trying to stay positive about this whole deal.

"Still, school will be closed for a whole week. Do you have any plans for what you will do?" May added as she watched Peter devour his breakfast. I was a little surprised that he was so hungry.

"I . . ." Peter began to say, but suddenly. . .

("Don't do anything risky!") Peter immediately told Venom, as he was feeling something wet and hot coming out of his hoodie.

That thing quickly went back inside his body. ("But I wanted to say hi!") Venom said with a frustrated tone, ready to meet her new aunt and uncle.

("You will kill my aunt from a heart attack,") The teenager answered back inside his mind, making it clear that he wanted to delay this meeting as long as possible.

The alien rolled her eyes inside Peter; he couldn't see it, but he could imagine it. ("You know CPR,") she muttered back. The girl really disliked the two still existing, but if they did, she wanted to remove them or become friendly with them. Staying hidden did not help either of those two routes.

("No,") Peter said with a serious tone, making clear this wasn't playing matter.

("Fine, as you wish my king,") Venom whispered, obeying her master's words. There would be more chances for this in the future.

Peter finally finished his food and his sentences. "I don't know, maybe hang out with . . ." he began to say before someone knocked on the house door.

"Speaking of the devil," Aunt May said with a big smile.

Peter quickly rushed to open the door, and the second he opened it, the boy felt a set of arms embrace him a little too hard. He looked down and it was one of his oldest friends.

Gwen Stacy was a small beauty; the teenager was a little smaller than Peter. The childhood friend was dressed in her school uniform, a short blue skirt, a pair of black stockings, and a white shirt with a fancy tie under a gray sweater. It was clear that Gwen didn't have a lot of sleep since her blonde hair was extremely messy, barely contained by a black headband. The girl with pale skin and bright blue eyes didn't have a massive set of breasts, but she compensated for it with her huge posterior. She had been doing gymnastics and ballet for a long time, but that only gave her a big set of breedable hips, a massive ass, and a pair of legs that went for miles. A miracle fusion between genetics and exercise had given her a truly perfect posterior.

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The girl was in tears, hugging the boy with a strength that didn't match her small frame. "Peter!" Gwen squealed, embracing him as a person who had lost someone and finally found them again. The girl was almost scared that the second she broke the embrace, this person would go away.

Peter raised an eyebrow, hugging her back, but he was really worried about the girl's reaction. "Gwen . . . are you fine?" He asked with a concerned tone while sinking his hands deep into that small back. The boy wanted to hide the pleasure that it gave him to have those flat breasts rub against his chest.

Gwen slowly nodded and broke the embrace, cleaning her tears with the sleeves of her sweater. "Yes, I just . . . was really worried about you," she muttered while her face shone with a wide smile.

"You are overreacting," Peter said after a small chuckle.

The girl took a deep breath, her face slowly going from a bright shade of red to her natural white. "Yes . . . I know, but . . ." she muttered with a shy tone while looking at her feet.

"Why are you wearing the school uniform?" Peter asked with a curious tone, trying to move the topic to something more casual.

Gwen blinked a few times and looked at herself. "I don't know. . ." she muttered with a confused tone.

She quickly snapped her fingers. "Wait, yeah! I didn't have time to change it; I was busy watching the news and seeing what was happening," the girl quickly said with a happy and cheerful tone, getting back to what Peter expected from her.

The boy nodded and made Gwen pass to the house's living room. "Oh, I get it," he said with a calm tone, happy that she was fine.

("She looks submissive and breedable,") Venom added using words that Peter had thought of in the past.

The teenager blushed for a second. ("Well, she is cute,") He answered with a sincere tone.

"So now that you are here, do you want to hang out?" Peter finally asked, wanting to spend some time relaxing with Gwen. Venom and he knew what they wanted to do since she was a long-time crush of his, but he was still really nervous about it.

"Sure! I would love to!" Gwen exclaimed while looking at Peter directly in the eyes, not breaking contact for a second.

The duo decided to hang out inside a small music shop they should go to. Well, technically, Gwen used to go there and drag Peter along since she was the music freak of the group. Even if she looked like a good girl, there was a wild soul under that big and innocent smile. However, the alien had other plans in mind since she began to release the boy's musk slowly so it would affect Gwen from the moment they left home, giving ample time for it to take effect. It wasn't as effective as doing it in an enclosed space, but the girl seemed to be incredibly touchy with Peter, so it would only take an hour . . . more or less. Venom had decided to not mention this small detail to Peter just to boost his confidence. Something to make it clear to him that any woman could fall for him in the right conditions.

The music shop had seen better days; there was a clear divide between the part in the front that sold musical instruments and accessories, the part with the most people, and the back part of the store. There were music CDs, vinyls, cassettes, and other kinds of old artifacts that only a music nerd like Gwen would find valuable. So, in the middle of the library of ancient technology and in between the white metal shelves that held the discs over the black wooden floor, Peter and Gwen were just spending some time.

They were even surprised that it was open after all; it happened the day before, but it seemed that the area of New York wasn't that affected by the earthquakes.

Gwen was starting to feel weird. It was this strange heat that made her sweat come from her loins. The teenager only needed a few seconds to realize that it was coming from her pussy as images of cocks and tentacles that she had seen on the internet began to flash inside her head.

She tried to ignore it, but the more time that passed, Gwen began to have strange fantasies with Peter. The heat radiating from her ovaries now made the girl imagine her friend doing all kinds of lewd acts there and, most importantly, breeding her. She bit her lower lips, feeling her panties getting wet and trying to ignore those urges.

"Man, I love some Linkin Park. . ." she muttered while looking at the disc on the stand, trying to think of other things.

Peter, being next to her, let out a sigh. "Please, don't sing In The End again; I'm tired of that song," he muttered with a tired tone. That song was burned into his eardrums.

Gwen chuckled and gave him a small punch on the shoulder. "Come, Peter, you can help me with the rap part," she suggested with a wide smile.

The boy shook his head and raised his hands. "No thanks," Peter clearly said in a tone that made it clear that he didn't want to hear that song again.

She let out a deep sigh. "Well, I put my trust in you, but in the end, it doesn't even matter," Gwen finally added, making a shit-eating grin.

Peter chuckled and rubbed his temple. "Jesus Christ, Gwen," he muttered, as the joke was so bad it was funny for him.

"Well, do you see something you like?❤" The girl asked with a curious tone, happy about her small success.

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"Yes," Peter muttered, and when he pretended to reach for a CD with one hand he then groped Gwen with the other, it looked like he was just stretching to reach something out of reach and coincidentally touch her.

Gwen let out a muffled moan when she felt the teenage strong hands firmly grabbing her ass. It was the first time that anybody had touched her there. The declaration, mixed with the sensation of those strong fingers sinking into her fat posterior, made her blush like a tomato. "Peter . . .what are you doing . . ." she muttered while feeling completely defenseless and her heart beating like it was about to blow up, questioning if this was a mistake or his true intentions.

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The boy didn't stop; he kept attacking and groping that big posterior as if it were a stress ball. From a small, accidental touch, it evolved into a lustful grab with clear intentions. "If it's not obvious; I love you," he confessed to her with a big smile.

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Gwen swallowed saliva, her cunt and heart on fire as the declaration hit her like a truck. Since the multidimensional merge, she was feeling weird; both her body and mind felt alien to her, but her love for Peter was 100% natural. "Fuck . . .❤ I love you❤, dork . . ." she confessed while not trying to sound like a bitch in heat; however, sweat was starting to coat her skin, giving Peter the clear signal that she was indeed a horny teenager like him.

"But . . . Do you need to touch me that way?❤" She asked while trying to smile, the hand going a little more aggressive and treating her big-ass like a baker making bread.

Peter quickly went behind her, making sure to look around and find out that the store was a desert. Probably the owner went to get lunch and left the two alone. "You don't like it?" He asked with a friendly smile, placing his face dangerously close to Gwen's.

"I like it . . .❤ fuck I like it a lot❤. . . but someone could catch us. . ." the girl confessed while feeling both hands assaulting her posterior; she even needed to bite one of her fingers to not moan loud and hard.

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"That is the best part," Peter whispered near her ears, making it clear that he as well as she was a complete degenerate. The groping with the two hands went even faster and deeper, rubbing her lips across her wet underwear and even poking her back door with his thumbs.

Gwen could feel as if the heat was building and building up, about to boil over and make a mess on the ground. "Stop it now . . . I'm getting close. . ." she confessed while trying to hold her orgasm as long as possible. However, feeling Peter's hands so close to her sex was making Gwen go crazy.

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The boy had a mischievous idea: he would show Gwen how much she mattered to him without using words, just his body. "Ok," Peter answered with a wide smile on his lips.

Gwen nodded and let out a sigh of relief before feeling her stockings get torn and her soaked white panties pulled down. The girl let out a loud squeal as she felt the cold air of the music store rubbing against her exposed slit.

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The boy marveled for a second at that puffy pussy with big lips and a fully erect clit. It was soaking wet from all the teasing, to the point that one could see strings of fluids coming out of it.

"Peter! What are you doing?!" Gwen exclaimed and then felt Peter's hot breath near her cunt; she could almost sense the boy's gaze looking at that private place with fascination. She loved each second of this; however, the possibility of getting caught at any moment made her heart beat as if it was about to blow up.

Peter took a few seconds to just enjoy the view and fragrance oozing from one of his best friends. "Finally giving you what you deserve after years of teasing," he answered with a mischievous smile, finally making her pay for those years of her sitting on top of him on the bus or while they were playing video games. If Gwen wanted Peter to be her personal chair, she would get that.

As he was doing his job, a small tendril of Venom came out of Peter's back and quickly slid its way near the computer at the front desk. It only took the alien a few seconds of her black mass seeping inside the computer to increase the volume of the ambient music to its maximum in order to cover this deed.

"Already shaved?" The horny teenager asked with a teasing tone while still grabbing those ass cheeks. Peter even got a good look at Gwen's pink star; that asshole almost tempted him, but he decided not to push things too far yet.

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Gwen closed her eyes for a second as her face was fully red. It was shameful having Peter look at her backdoor from so close, but she couldn't stop herself from loving it. Exposing everything about herself to her best friend felt just right. "It is hygienic . . .❤" she mumbled answering Peter's question, and then Peter kissed her cunt.

Of course, Peter kept the groping going while tasting a human pussy for the first time. As the strong salty flavor began to flood his senses, the boy massaged that girl's ass and took out the frustration of years of teasing on it.

As Peter was carving his way into Gwen's cunt, he began to sense his tongue not stopping growing, fighting its way inside, and even feeling the soft sheet of her partially torn hymen from ballet. ("Why does my tongue feels so long . . .") He asked Venom while the girl couldn't stop moaning and rolled her eyes to the back of her head. She went as far as covering her mouth with both hands, trying to muffle the sounds.

("Wait, is that her cervix?") Peter asked again as he felt a fleshy ring on the tip of his tongue, and Gwen let out a yelp of pain and pleasure.

Venom chuckled, happy that Peter and Gwen were enjoying that gift. ("Do you like it? I thought you would need it,") She answered with a teasing tone.

("I am loving it,") Peter answered as he could feel not only the strong taste but also the pulsating cunt of Gwen constricting his tongue with each lick.

[[ Pink tendril: Peter's tongue has been improved and changed into a 30-cm prehensile tentacle that stays in its normal shape and size when not stimulated. +20 Virility. ]]

Peter's tongue was coming in and out of Gwen's slit, twisting and turning inside her cunt, while his saliva mixed with her pussy juices and created this complex network of transparent strings. It wasn't a proper tongue-fucking yet, he was just building her orgasm while Venom decided to get more direct.

"Fuck, your tongue is so long . . .❤" Gwen purred as she felt that tongue getting even more moist and hotter, burning her loins as it was coated with a black, oily substance. Venom was overdosing the woman with her aphrodisiac ooze, trying to set the stage for the next step.

Gwen was feeling strange; it was a nostalgic feeling, but she couldn't point to why. Not even her fingers had gone so deep before. "You pervert❤, kissing my lower lips before even kissing my face . . .~❤" she muttered with a smug tone while gritting her teeth, trying to endure the heat boiling in her cunt.

Then she felt a voice ringing inside her head—a familiar one. ("Hi Gwen . . .") Venom whispered as she was partially fused with her; just the contact with the interior of her body was enough for them to establish communication.

("I don't care if you are an invasive alien species, a demon possessing my body, or my brain melting and giving me a schizophrenic episode; keep licking❤,") She ordered with a commanding presence that was strange for her but ordinary for Venom.

The alien chuckled as she got used to the girl's biology, reading between the lines. ("As bossy as ever,") Venom answered with a condescending tone.

("Do you want to merge now or wait for Peter to blow a load inside you?❤") She finally asked, ready to do it now or later; they were so compatible that there wasn't the need for breeding her. All while Peter was devouring her cunt as a street dog to a bag of trash.

Feeling her orgasm coming near and almost a craving for this alien touch, she didn't care. ("I don't care, just start fucking me RIGHT NOW!!❤") Gwen demanded with a serious tone.

("This is why we matchl so well,") Venom answered with a devilish tone, ready to wait but still wanting to please this friend.

Gwen was taken aback by the sudden realization that Peter did not only have an alien friend, but he hadn't shared it with her before. However, there were more important things to take care of. "Keep going . . .❤ almost there . . .❤" she begged and then felt something strange.

From Peter's back, Venom's head emerged with her long tongue and teased the entrance of Gwen's asshole before starting to devour it in a very aggressive and sloppily way. Both Peter and the girl were surprised to see that alien going so shameless in public, but their horny brains accepted this reality.

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"Fuck❤, fuck❤, fuck!❤" Gwen cursed as Venom and Peter ate both of her holes simultaneously. The tongue fucking her cunt and licking her cervix, mixed with the strange and weird sensation of the tentacle licking her colon, was breaking her mind. Unable to withstand that double attack, the fat-ass girl finally came.

The girl felt the heat on her cunt exploding, and she let out a loud moan. "Ah!❤" She screamed while her pussy squirted all over the floor, and gush after gush of girl fluid splattered over the wood as if her cunt was a broken fountain.

She rolled her eyes to the back of her head and pulled out her tongue, clenching both Peter's and Venom's pink tendrils as the strength of the climax made her shiver like a leaf in the wind. Gwen's mind was filled with a mixture of pleasure and shame from doing such dirty stuff in public, but she couldn't stop smiling. Even after a pool of liquid came out of her cunt, creating a mist of pure raw sex stench, and both slowly retreated their tongues, she only felt more in love with Peter.

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"Idiots . . . look at the mess you made me do~❤," she mumbled with a groggy tone, her wet legs still shaking.

Peter chuckled as Venom quickly went inside his clothes. "Sorry, I didn't know you were a squirter . . . it is kinda hot," he apologized with an honest tone, loving the view. Just a gaping pussy and asshole oozing black oily liquid.

Gwen looked around and let out a deep sigh. "Thanks; also . . . care to tell me about your little friend?" She asked with a tired smile. Gwen didn't only have her first kiss done to her cunt but also her asshole eaten by an alien, which she liked, but the girl could avoid having a lot of questions.

Peter let out a deep sigh, happy but blushing when the realization of what he had done settled in. "It's a long story," the boy muttered with a wide smile.

"Let's clean our tracks first," he added and then pointed to the floor as Venom's face came out of his hand.

The alien, as if she was just a sticky and gooey mop, began to clear the wet mess. "My pleasure," the alien purred, as she was fully in love with her role of becoming the hive queen but also its toilet for that kind of stuff. It was dirty and raw, just like she liked it.

"Oh, that is nasty," Gwen said with an awkward giggle while lifting up her panties.

Peter chuckled and gave the girl a soft embrace, kissing her on the lips. "And helpful," he added while tasting human saliva at the same time. Gwen was taken aback by that gesture in the second that she tasted her own cunt. She hugged Peter back and made sure to turn this small gesture of love into a lustful make-out session.

After a few seconds, Gwen finally let him go. "Hey, can you shove yourself into the security camera and delete any footage of us? I want to be careful," Peter asked Venom with a long string of saliva still connecting him to the girl.

"Yes, this is my favorite store, and I don't want to get banned," Gwen added as her hands were firmly grabbing Peter as payback. There was no way they would not be fucking like pigs the second they reached her room. After all, they would be alone since her dad was working extra hours in the police department.

Venom nodded as another tentacle shot out Peter and began to mess with the computer in the front again. It was incredibly helpful that she got the idea of developing this ability so soon. "Sure, I can do that," she said while deleting the files from the computer's hard drive.

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It didn't take much time for the trio to arrive at Gwen's house and lock themselves up in her room. The big and pristine place that held precious possessions for her, like her guitar, her computer, and her collection of anime figurines, had light blue walls and a dark wooden floor. Since it was on the upper floor of the house, the big window on it gave a wonderful view of the small garden at the back of the building.

After a quick explanation, Gwen was up to date as both sat on her pink bed. "You are so lucky . . .getting an alien girlfriend that way," she muttered with a wide smile, ready to join the hive. Honestly, getting fucked by Peter and by tentacles were both of her fantasies; having the two at the same time? She couldn't say no to that.

Peter nodded as his hand became a lot more forceful, touching the girl's body as if it were his own. He couldn't believe they used to play as kids in this place, and now they would make some kids. "So . . . you are in?" He asked while nibbling on her neck.

"Are you kidding me? Who introduced you to that weird tentacle hentai?" Gwen said as she suddenly kissed Peter. The boy, not wanting to get overpowered, used his long tongue to get the upper hand inside the girl's mouth, as Venom had done to him. He felt a little weird by going so deep on Gwen, but judging by her moans and squeals, she was loving.

Forced to breathe by her nose, Gwen was getting drunk on Peter's musk, sniffing his stench as a drug addict to a bag of glue. She could feel not only her ovaries on fire but also each inch of her body. The girl wasn't stupid, and she knew that Venom had drugged her in some way, and Gwen only felt offended at the suggestion that she needed drugs to get this horny.

"Fair point," Peter added after breaking the kiss, leaving the girl gasping for air as his saliva coated her mouth.

However, it was time to ask a serious question. "What do you say? Do you want to do it raw? You will get pregnant," Peter warned, as the bulge in his pants was obvious. He would not pull out or use condoms; this would be pure breeding sex.

Gwen answered by sliding a hand under the boy's pants. "I don't fucking care❤; fill me with your baby batter❤," she begged as her face turned a bright shade of red.

While this was happening, Venom decided to stay quiet and just watch for the correct time to get into the scene. The alien was actually happy that Gwen was the first girl to join the hive; that made the process a lot easier since she was not only compatible with her but also craved these changes.

With a quick movement, Peter released his cock and shocked Gwen with the sheer size of that throbbing spear soaked in precum. "Wow . . . you are really big❤," she said with an awkward smile as Peter began to get her naked. It only took a second for her to realize that the massive manhood could reach far past her womb.

"Is it a problem?" The boy asked, as he was ready to commit what a lot of people would think was a mistake. But this wasn't an accident like other couples could make; this was 100% intentional.

Gwen shook her head while helping Peter get naked as he was helping her. "I don't think so," the girl muttered as she lay on the bed, holding hands with her childhood friend. The boy took a few seconds to rub his length on those moist lips to get her ready for what was coming next.

With a deep thrust, Peter impaled Gwen with a mating press. He needed to fight for each inch inside that woman as his massive cock reshaped and stretched that virgin cunt to perfectly fit. Peter let out a loud grunt as he went balls deep in Gwen, feeling the tip of his cock poking inside her womb and her small breasts rubbing against his naked chest. Finally, he was one with the girl, and now he would never let go.

Meanwhile, Gwen let out a squeal of pain and pleasure as Peter not only molested the back of her throat with his long tongue but also her cervix with his cock. Her mind began to become mush the second that the stud began to move, and the sound of loud, wet clapping made the whole room shake.

The girl's legs coiled around Peter while their fingers were firmly interlocked. "Fuck❤, you are so deep!❤" Gwen exclaimed while having her pussy and mind destroyed by Peter, who had devolved into an animal in heat. The girl could feel that the cock was so big that it was creating a bulge in her lower abdomen, but she didn't care; the only thing on her mind was getting bred by the male on top of her.

They kept doing it for minutes like a pair of wild animals, sweat, tears, and saliva mixed together as their bodies clash with each other. There was no room for talking or thinking as Peter slammed that fat ass over and over, his big balls balancing like pendulums with each strike. The duo felt as if they were one, working together to reach their mutual climax. However, everything needed to reach its end, and Peter's balls, together with Gwen's cunt, were about to blow up.

With a mighty roar, Peter broke into Gwen's womb with his cock and clenched his balls. "Please get pregnant!" He asked while unleashing what felt like life's worth of semen directly into Gwen.

The girl screamed and moaned, showering Peter with her girl juices as she felt the thick ropes of semen getting shot right into the back of her womb. Burst after burst of hot spunk began not only to fill but also overfilling that fertile and young chalice. Gwen knew there was a 100% chance of impregnation, judging by the sheer warmth, amount, and thickness of the semen stuffing her like the sow she was.

There were five fertile ovules expelled by the girl's ovaries thanks to the alien corruption. They weren't expecting the flood of sperm that struck her womb. Millions of human sperms enchanted by Venom attacked without mercy those eggs, their size double the normal one and with sharp tips ready to pierce those chemical walls. With the same violence as a bullet piercing flesh, they quickly broke any barrier protecting Gwen's ovules and unloaded their genes right into their core. With a swift action, Peter created the first five human/symbiote hybrids in his hive. However, as the king was still balls deep and flooding Gwen's womb with his hot seed, it was time for Venom to work.

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In this moment, while both teenagers' minds were at their weakest point, thanks to their orgasm, Venom struck. Two tendrils came out of Peter's cock and moved inside that lake of semen that was Gwen's womb. Their target? Her ovaries. Slowly but surely, as the boy was still firmly locked inside the girl, they found the entrance of the fallopian tubes, went all the way into the nest of her eggs, and began to corrupt them. The alien pumped her black taint into the most sacred part of Gwen, changing and profanating each possible future child she could have; she was now forever a member of the hive. However, this was only half of the infection procedure; the other was the tentacles coming out of Peter's tongue and infiltrating her brain by her mouth and nose.

Those black and gooey agents of corruption merged with the girl's flesh and worked their way into her brain as they began to change and reshape her mind. ("Fuck . . .1 I can feel it ❤. . . you are messing with my brain . . .❤") Gwen thought as she felt not only her womb filled with hot semen but her ovaries getting tainted by the black tendrils and the interior of her head groped by Venom's goo.

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The alien got so deep that one could see her dark tendrils inside the white in Gwen's eyes. ("Relax, just let it happen,") Venom purred inside Gwen's mind, finding comfort in the fact that there was no resistance. On the contrary, as she began to tweak the teenage brain and leave an extension of herself inside Gwen, the alien could feel how eager the girl was for this change.

Venom sank her tendrils deep into Gwen's brain and began to mix and alter her chemical balance and neuron connections. It was subtle, but at that time she managed to weave a specific kink perfectly suited for her. Honestly, the alien didn't need that much work; she just needed to reignite the flame that was always there.

The kink was specific for her—something that a royal guard that would always follow them would need. The craving for expanding the hive, dominating other women for it to infect and spread their genes across the whole earth. It even added some sadistic glee from taming and breaking girls, just as Peter had, so they would become the perfect couple.

[[ Gwen gains a new kink:

Royal Praetorian: The user gets extremely into becoming the top bitch of the hive and not only becoming dominant with other girls but also extremely submissive with her king. Also, there is no bigger joy for her than dominating other girls for the hive and her king. ]]

After a minute of them being connected together in body and soul, Peter finally pulled out and observed the fruit of his work. Gwen, his childhood friend, was lying on the bed they used to sit on to play video games all night long, oozing cum from her pussy like a broken fountain. The stench of sex was flooding the room as the girl lay there with a ragged breath, her face covered with tears, saliva, and snot.

The boy took a deep breath as he felt his whole body shaking with pride and happiness. "Fuck . . . that was amazing . . ." he muttered while coated by a thick layer of sweat and pussy juices.

Gwen blinked a few times, feeling her body and mind strange but at the same incredible good. She could mostly feel the changes in her lower belly. "I think . . . you got me pregnant❤," the teenage mother managed to say as she squirted all the semen from her lower lips on that pink bed. They would need to change the sheets before her dad came from work.

Venom emerged from Peter's shoulder with a huge smile. "And blessed with a small part of me," she added, proud of the work she had done. The small tentacle head was happy that their hive was starting to grow.

"So . . . I am some sort of alien incubator now?" Gwen asked with a nervous chuckle. It was true that was one of her kinks, but still, she also needed to be able to play the guitar and do other stuff.

The alien shook her head. "Oh no, no, you are indeed pregnant with my king's child, but those are still human children. . . mostly," she clarified. As Gwen was not a broodmother, the girl was far too important for such a job. Venom decided to turn her into a royal guard, a role in the hive in charge of protecting the king and queen 24/7.

Peter raised an eyebrow, noticing that his boner was not even close to being done. "Mostly?" He asked, looking for further clarification about the topic.

"A little improved with my DNA so they become metahumans," Venom added as she made sure to remove most of the normal human weakness and add something extra. Well . . .a lot extra.

Gwen nodded as she placed both hands over her lower belly, feeling new life growing quickly inside her. "Oh, that is nice, so . . ." she muttered now that post-nut clarity was beginning to set in.

"What now?" The girl finally asked, not knowing what to do next. Since they needed to talk about their future but also, they could also go for round two.

Peter took a deep breath and began to think about what to do next. Venom quickly refilled his balls and made the choice really easy. "Well, let's keep going; I am still really horny," the boy muttered, ready to keep unleashing years of sexual tension on that girl.

Gwen nodded as her cunt felt on fire again, ready to go another round but also explore each dirty fantasy she had with Peter. "Same. What can we do next?❤" She asked while sitting on the bed, her body shaking with excitement.

Venom quickly got in the middle of the conversation. "We could proceed to stage two so I can do some body mods to Gwen as I did with you?" She suggests with a deep and seductive tone.

"She can do that?!" The girl exclaimed, shocked to her core by this revelation.

Peter nodded and blushed. "Yes, she kind of grew my cock . . ." he confessed. The boy was fully aware of the symbiote's powers, but doing so for other girls felt kind of weird. It was a mixture of pleasure for him to reshape a woman for his pleasure, but at the same time, it felt a little wrong, like messing with the natural order of things.

"Amazing! Can you give me bigger tits?!❤ Oh! also fuckable nipples?!❤ Or maybe a bigger ass?❤ Can you give multiple wombs?❤ Or maybe turn my tongue into an erogenous zone?!❤" Gwen began to make a huge wish list. Of course, she knew a lot of dirty stuff they could do to her; she had dreamed about this moment her whole life.

Peter blinked a few times, taken aback by how eager Gwen was for this, even more than him. "You are . . . really eager for this," he muttered with a nervous tone.

Venom let out a deep sigh, already worried about all the extra work she would have to do to fully satisfy Gwen, such a needy woman she was. "Girl, I am giving you the tip, and you are taking the whole tentacle. Take it easy; I can't make massive changes . . . yet," she answered with a calm tone. Even if the alien was into body modifications, she couldn't jump to the most extreme things yet.

"Sorry, I got really excited," Gwen said while her brain was still thinking about all the possibilities for her.

The alien tentacles began to poke the girl and examine her body. "Well, the main point I wanted to get is that you need to prepare your body for the changes, slowly proceeding in multiple stages of assimilation," Venom explained while analyzing the genetic information from the breeding procedure.

Peter raised an eyebrow as the black tendrils caressed Gwen's small breasts, abdomen, and thighs. "Don't I need to do that?" He was worried that Venom was going too fast with his own body modifications.

"Not necessary; you have me inside you to keep things from falling apart. For the rest of the hive that has a proxy of my body, I need time to map out their genes and bodies," Venom answered for both. She would love to just reshape a girl's body in a swift strike, but biology was hard, and she needed to take her time to not break any member of their hive.

Gwen placed a hand under her chin, deep in thought, as her humanity was being slowly corrupted by this alien entity. "So . . . can you place a womb inside my asshole❤,so I can get pregnant from anal sex?❤" She asked with a completely serious tone.

"Jesus Christ, Gwen!" Peter yelled, even him was shocked by the suggestion.

Venom took a few seconds to answer. "I mean it is not impossible . . ." she muttered as the alien was starting to think about how to add wombs to things that didn't have them, like robots.

The horny alien lover rolled her eyes. "Come on! Don't look at me like that! I know that you are into that weird shit❤," she exclaimed with an accusatory tone, not willing to be judged by a fellow xeno-fucker.

Peter nodded. "Yes, but saying the quiet part out loud is still a little bit shocking," the boy confessed, as deep inside him, he found that kind of stuff really hot.

"Well, what will it be, Gwen? I can give you one body mod, and then we will check how your body takes it . . ." the alien asked, willing to give the girl a choice on this topic. After all, Venom truly was outmatched in this kind of stuff when talking with Gwen.

Gwen may be a horny freak like Peter and Venom, but for now, she had decided to take the smarter route. "Ok, I would actually like a more flexible body so I can get in all kinds of weird positions to start❤," she asked for something simple and elegant. A trait that she could justify with her years of learning ballet.

Peter and Venom looked at each other with a confused expression; they weren't expecting something so tame.

The girl rolled her eyes and let out a sigh. "Also, my dad will not ask questions; I would be a little suspicious if I appeared in the morning with a boob job done," Gwen added, making it clear that it was all part of her plan. She still needed to deal with the small problem of being a pregnant teenager, so for now she didn't need more stuff on her plate.

Peter nodded, and suddenly dozens of tentacles went to cover Gwen in a cocoon. "That is a good point," he said while Venom did her job.

"Let's start then," the alien said while enrapturing the girl into thick layers of black goo. The change was something easy to do; doing it while sucking Peter's cock and preparing him to demolish Gwen again was the hard part.

The teenage girl began to squeal and moan as each inch of her body was covered with this black and hot alien mass. With the chemical stench of Venom flooding her nostrils, she began to sense the tentacles penetrating her body and melting with her flesh. Millions of small tendrils prodded inside her bones and articulations, accelerating the infection and allowing the alien corruption to change the girl's body.

It was an incredibly satisfying sensation, almost as pleasurable as Peter's cock. Gwen could feel her body getting consumed by change as the alien treated her like a chunk of clay to be reshaped. A constant blazing heat of pleasure climaxed in an explosion of liquids from her crotch that Venom quickly drank before removing the cocoon. Gwen didn't know that it was possible, but she had her first bone orgasm.

[[ Gwen gains:

Flexible body: Gwen's articulations can now bend an angle double from what humans can normally do; this not only makes her more flexible but also a lot more nimble in combat. ]]

Peter watched in amazement as the cocoon was getting reabsorbed by his body while Venom's tongue licking his genitals made him more and more pent-up. It was kind of worrying about doing such a strange thing to Gwen, but at the same time, it felt incredibly hot. Corrupting and turning his best friend into his personal slut just felt wrong but extremely good for him. The best part? Gwen loved this as much as he did.

The girl jumped from the bed with newfound agility, shaking her big ass at Peter. "Ok, let's try it!❤" She said it with an excited tone, ready to put her new body to the test.

Without wasting a second, Peter pounced on her and grabbed Gwen by the back. He lifted the girl in the air and bent her into a full Nelson. He made sure to put her legs in the air while his hands firmly gripped the back of Gwen's head. "Ah!❤ I always wanted to do it in this position!❤" She yelled while Peter rubbed his massive cock against her lower lips. Gwen looked down, and now she could fully see the size of that monster and how far it could go inside her.

Peter couldn't get enough of feeling that wet and hot hole around his cock; they were made one for the other. "I imagine that a submissive slut like you would love this!" He snarled with a dominant tone, happy that now, with his extra strength, Gwen was as light as a feather for him.

She let out a loud squeal as Peter directly struck her cervix with a swift thrust, making her roll her eyes to the back of her head. It was like getting fucked by one of those hentai villains she loved so much. "Fuck me harder! ❤Bend me like a pretzel❤!" She begged and gritted her teeth, as tears ran down her face while the boy pounded her from behind. Gwen only took a second to look down and was surprised by the bulge that a massive meat slab was making on her lower abdomen.

This felt amazing; Peter could not stop loving each second of it. Not only becoming dominant and treating Gwen like a chunk of meat but also feeling control over her. However, as sea water, he took a sip, but now the boy wanted more. So in order to fully please Gwen, he pushed her near her room window, rubbing her small tits on that glass and exposing her to the public.

If Gwen's face wasn't red, it was now since her body was completely exposed as her friend stretched her pussy. "Wait, Peter! People can see us!" She squealed like a dog getting kicked as her king bit her ear like a wild animal.

The teenager only went faster, focusing on draining his balls inside Gwen and nothing more as her cervix softly kissed his tip with each thrust. "Don't act like you don't like it!" Peter snarled with an aggressive tone, increasing the pressure on the back of her head to push Gwen's new flexibility to its limits.

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Gwen could only moan and squirm while getting humiliated in such a way; her mind was getting broken by the pleasure of that massive cock scraping her cervix and those strong hands bending her body in such an unnatural pose. "Are you going to make me squirt on the window? You want someone to catch us and upload the pictures to the internet so everybody knows that I am your little whore?!❤" She squealed while her pussy was getting totally destroyed again. The humiliation, the act of complete submission, the sound of Peter's massive balls slapping against her cunt—everything was perfect for her.

Peter closed his eyes and focused on that sensation. He loved her and each second of this. Peter was a sadist, Gwen was a masochist, and they were reaching their peaks of pleasure. "Yes! From now on, you are mine! I will fuck you in the morning, afternoon, and night! There will no longer be a moment where you are not pregnant with my kids!" The boy roared as his balls were about to blow up. Now that his shell was broken, he could let his true dominant and aggressive persona be free.

A few minutes later, Gwen was a mess, her whole body covered in sweat and her eyes in tears, as the pleasure was too much for her brain. "Fuck❤, almost there!❤" She yelled and felt Peter fully penetrating her womb with a last push.

"Take it, you fucking whore!" He roared and gritted his teeth. Peter closed his eyes and focused on the sensation of his orgasm. He clenched his balls, let a mighty load burst out of his cock, and filled the woman as the whole room shook.

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Gwen rolled her eyes to the back of her head and pulled out her tongue, her pussy gushing girl fluids all over the glass window. "Ah!❤" She screamed as each potent burst of seed struck the back of her womb. It was another massive flood that stuffed the woman like a turkey; if the teenager wasn't pregnant before, she was now.

They stood there for a second, enjoying each other's warmth, until Peter finally pulled out, creating this huge puddle of cum and other fluids on the wooden floor that Venom had to clean. "Fuck . . .❤ sex is amazing . . .❤" Gwen muttered while looking as if Peter had shot an extra chromosome directly into her brain.

Peter let out a deep sigh, his heart bursting with happiness. "Yeah, like assembling a new set of figurines," he added, being the dork he always was.

"Oh! I got a new model of a mecha a few days ago! Want to do it while Venom eats my cunt and sucks your dick?❤" Gwen quickly said, still feeling the hot semen oozing from her cunt.

The teenager's eyes sparkle with joy, loving that idea. "Let's fucking go!" He exclaimed, looking forward to the rest of the evening.

After a few hours of fucking like pigs, turning the room into a musky hot box, and assembling a Gundam Aerial HG 1/144 model, they were just cuddling the three in the bed. Gwen and Peter were firmly locked in an embrace, and of course the massive alien mass of fangs and tongues in the middle.

Gwen took a second to analyze what had happened, and she needed to talk with Peter about something important. "So, first of all, we need money, Peter. A LOT OF MONEY!" she exclaimed with an urgent tone. If they were making babies like crazy, they needed a fortune.

"Yes, those kids will not feed themselves," Venom added, as the symbiote was now in her humanoid form between the two teenagers.

Peter nodded with a smug expression, knowing the perfect answer to this question. "Oh, I really like photography! We could do all kinds of photos and sell them with powers," he said, rolling a critical fumble on the metaphysic intelligence dice.

The girl blinked a few times and then shook her head slowly. "I . . . no," Gwen said with a baffled tone, worried that her pussy game was so good that she broke Peter's brain.

"Yes, my master, that is not a really good idea," Venom added, trying to sound as nice as she could.

Peter let out an innocent chuckle and shrugged. "What else?" He asked, as even if Peter was a genius, the teenager wasn't that good at thinking about business.

Gwen took a second and went to her first option. "I mean, if you are into that stuff, we can do a lot of porn and sell it. I am sure that if we make a combo with MJ, we could make a lot of money," she suggested. Doing weird and bizarre porn with superpowers was a huge market, especially in Asian countries. After all, Gwen had a hard drive filled with that pirated stuff with fan subs.

"That is a possibility, but we still need more money," Peter answered, not really knowing how much money was in porn. However, any excuse was a nice excuse to fuck Gwen and, in the future, his other friend.

Venom had another devious plan, something so insidious that it was appropriate for the alien to take over. "What if we become celebrities and heroes fighting crime? That would make a lot of money and help the city be safer!" She suggested it with a cheerful tone. The love of the public would be the perfect shield for their hive.

Peter proceeded to pat Venom's head. "That is a really sweet thing to say, Venom," he said with a happy tone, loving having such a good girl as his woman.

"Maybe mix the two? Going public as heroes and then doing the extra lewd stuff behind a paywall?" Gwen added that this would also add possible heroines who wanted to get some quick cash to the hive really easily.

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Venom would like those options, but she had another plan in mind—something that would give them the economic power they needed. "Wait, you and Gwen are smart cookies. You should invent something and make money off the patent," the alien suggested since this was the best way not only to get cash but also to get a reputation. In the best of cases, other teams would ask for help with their inventions, granting them a nice vector of infection.

Peter nodded as the idea never crossed his mind. He was a smart boy, but he didn't have the drive to explore his full potential. "True, but what could we invent?" The teenager asked, having a few ideas but nothing too concrete.

"Nothing related to public institutions; they take years to get something approved," Gwen added, as trying to get something certificated for public institutions took years. Even for medical stuff that could be saving lives, they were extremely restricted by regulations and countless tests.

"So it has be the private sector," Peter said, already getting a little nervous about having to use suits and not getting scammed by big companies.

Gwen took a second to think about this. "Also, it must be something that we can get a proof of concept relatable cheaply. Nothing that requires super rare and expensive tools or chemicals," she added, already thinking about the whole procedure. Creating something was easy; the hard part was getting the funding.

Venom interrupted; having her work on the materials could really help with the fabrication of the item, especially the parts that needed a lot of precision. "I mean, I could help," she muttered. The alien biology could make her the perfect production assistant for experimental technology.

"Yeah, but people need to be able to replicate what we make," Peter said, discarding the idea for now. For their private stuff, it would work great, but public stuff? That was a big no.

"What about some cheap flame-resistant material? That sounds like something that we could make," Venom asked, wanting something that she needed. After all, it was ones of her main weaknesses.

Gwen raised an eyebrow, not getting why they would get something so specific. "Why do we need that?" The girl asked, thinking about other ways of getting money, like making a furry porn ai.

"Well, it helps me since I have a little problem with fire and heat. Also, with all the stuff going on, people could use something like that," Venom argued in favor of the option. Even if they came in spray form, they could be an item that could revolutionize the fire extinguisher industry.

"Yeah, but people need to be able to replicate what we make," Peter said, discarding the idea for now. For their private stuff, it would work great, but public stuff? That was a big no.

"What about some cheap flame-resistant material? That sounds like something that we could make," Venom asked, wanting something that she needed. After all, it was ones of her main weaknesses.

Gwen raised an eyebrow, not getting why they would get something so specific. "Why do we need that?" The girl asked, thinking about other ways of getting money, like making a furry porn ai.

"Well, it helps me since I have a little problem with fire and heat. Also, with all the stuff going on, people could use something like that," Venom argued in favor of the option. Even if they came in spray form, they could be an item that could revolutionize the fire extinguisher industry.

Peter nodded, happy they chose something that wasn't so extreme as their starting point, and also that was something to protect his queen. "Nice, we can get into that; it is something small that will not raise many eyebrows," he finally said before Venom jumped to more important matters.

"Now let's talk about something more important. Your suits!" The alien exclaimed with a cheerful tone.

Gwen opened her eyes wide, finding a strange craving to follow the alien with this idea. "Yeah, we are fighting crime, right?" She asked with a wide smile, ready to spread the influence of the hive.

Peter nodded with an excited expression. "Of course! What should we wear?" He asked while thinking of designs before getting interrupted by Venom.

"I like to suggest some spider themes for them," Venom suggested out of nowhere. It was such a strange thing for her to say.

The teenager raised an eyebrow, a little confused. "Why? That sounds really random," he asked while only making a vague connection to the spider that had bitten him a few weeks ago.

"We can crawl walls, shoot webs of fluids, we have super strength, and you love big asses, and Gwen has a big ass," Venom answered with a completely innocent tone.

Gwen nodded, actually finding that idea strangely familiar. "Sounds like a bulletproof argument to me," she added with a chuckle.

"Fine, let's go with that then," Peter finally said, accepting the idea. The more he thought about it, the more he liked it.

The trio slowly got up from the bed and began to test different costumes; thanks to Venom's shapeshifting powers, she could not only change Peter's clothes but also Gwen's. They went through some iterations, but finally, the boy got something that he really liked.

Peter was dressed in a black body suit that highlighted his fit musculature and agile frame. It hid his cock with a small bulge to not look that obscene but also gave any girl looking some eye candy with that firmly shaped ass. The black suit resembled Venom, with just two white ovals instead of eyes and a big spider logo on his back and front made out of ivory goo. She even went as far as to add some white rectangles on his hands to give the illusion that his "web" was shot from those parts. It didn't even look organic, making it the perfect disguise for the living alien suit.

Peter looked around in the mirror in Gwen's room and was fascinated by that suit; it was like not wearing anything at all. "So, what do you think?" Venom asked inside Peter's head. She was really proud of her work—a classic that never went wrong.

"I like it; it's reminding me of you," Peter answered, ready to get out and fight crime.

Venom felt her non-existent heart skipping a beat. "Awww, you are such a sweetheart❤," she muttered, charmed by the boy all over again.

Gwen, on the other hand, went with something a lot different. At its core, it was identical to Peter's suit, a black skin suit with two big oval-shaped white eyes and spider ivory logos. However, the girl went over the top with the extra details. The top seemed to be a hoodie, with sharp white spikes around the edges of the hood and some blackthorns (punk-inspired) coming out of her shoulders. This upper part ended up on just before her belly started, giving the impression she was wearing some sort of punk jacket on top of her normal suit. However, that wasn't the most intimidating detail; it was the massive red tongue that came down all the way from where the "jacket" zip should be. It even has fangs like Venom across that crimson tendril.

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"Wow, Gwen, you look really intimidating," Peter muttered, really surprised by the look of his girl. He wasn't expecting something that badass, but he loved the look.

Gwen nodded, taking inspiration from a lot of rock bands for her costume. "Right? I love this punk look; nobody will know that it is me," she said with a prideful tone as she moved her massive tongue around like an extra arm.

Peter raised an eyebrow, his artificial eyes making sure to follow his facial expressions. "Wait, important question, turn around," he asked with a worried tone.

Gwen let out a smug chuckle as she obeyed. "Do you think that I didn't think about that? Observe!❤" She exclaimed and showed Peter her magnificent ass. The girl could feel Venom in between her buttcheeks, making sure that her man had something nice to see whenever they were on patrol. Gwen's massive ass was perfectly framed on that black canvas, showing Peter its fat and rounded glory.

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Peter clapped his hands and nodded in awe at that work of art. "Magnificent," he muttered, enduring the need to pounce on her once again like a wild animal.

"So about names . . ." Venom finally said that she was really happy with the results of this work. Both looked just magnificent to her.

"I will be Spider-man, simple and to the point," Peter said, not using his imagination a lot. It just rolled off the tongue really nicely.

"And I will be Ghost Spider!" Gwen exclaimed with a dynamic pose.

Peter looked at her with a confused expression again. "Not Spider-woman?" He asked as it would be the combo for his name.

The girl shook one finger in the air. "I need to look intimidating and badass, and what is more terrifying than ghosts?" Gwen exclaimed, she was really sure about her decision.

"Fair point," Venom added since she hated and was afraid of spirits and ghosts. After all, it was one of the few things she couldn't counter.