Overflowing black: Harem of Symbiotes

Gayle was a normal girl having a smoke in a dark park after a long day working. The woman, who was the same age as MJ, had the full "daddy issues" look. A bob cut with short red hair, thick layers of makeup with black lipstick to give her a perfect gothic look, and even a thick black choker in her neck with an inverted cross hanging from it. Wearing a black top with a white skull on it, a pair of green hotpants, and some torn leggings under it, that body was truly eye-catching. It was as if MJ had spent all her life lazing around instead of getting into exercise, which took away any trace of muscles and abs but left behind a plump set of hips and particularly big and soft tits and even a small belly to squeeze. The girl was thicker than the smoothies she made to pay rent. Her blue eyes were the only source of purity on that body.

From the sky, MJ landed in front of the woman, the blood on her body already coagulated from all the flying she did on the road to this place. "I come for you," she snarled, her massive frame towering over the goth girl as she cast a huge shadow over her.

The woman looked up and she kept smoking. "Sup, MJ," she answered with a chill tone, a little bit annoyed that the girl smelled like dry blood.

"How did you know it was me?!" MJ yelled with an offended tone, worrying that her costume was not good enough.

Gayle made a deep sigh. "Girl, I have known you since kindergarten; I can recognize the upper part of your face," the goth girl said, her words still filled with pure apathy as she finished her cigar.

"Even with all the scales and alien goo? Also, should you not be more impressed with how I look now?" The giant asked while crossing her arms.

She just shrugged. "After the merge, a lot of people are getting weird superpowers, and you always were special, so . . . it doesn't surprise me a lot," Gayle said, her gaze wondering about the girl as this was an interesting look for her. Especially the horns.

MJ rolled her eyes. "Fine . . . so GG. . . I am doing this kink game with my boyfriend, and I really would appreciate it if you could fuck him," the muscle head asked with an eager tone. She knew that the girl hadn't had any action in a few months.

"What?!" She yelled, her eyes opening wide for such a surprise proposition.

"I can buy you Mexican food afterward," MJ began bargaining with the woman.

"I will not fuck your boyfriend for a burrito!" She barked back. The goth girl could use some good dicking, but she was not desperate for it.

"Beans, meat, fries, avocado, what else a girl would want?!" The redhead tried to convince her. It was clear that they had different priorities.

"Like actually knowing the guy?"GG asked, as this was too much for her. She would not fuck some random hunk that MJ had as her hubby. GG was a girl with standards.

"It is Peter, and I will add a taco bowl to the offer," MJ gave her the final offer.

"Oh, deal," GG said, without doubting a second. If it was the little nerd of Peter Parker, she could handle him, have some fun, and then get some food. It looked like a special good deal since that boy was so small and shy. Actually, she was fond of teasing him a little.

On the second that the conversation finished, Peter arrived, flying across the sky and landing between the girls. The massive frame of the man-made air around him moved, almost flying away GG. However, that was what most impacted her by the sheer aura oozing from the man. Venom had turned the musk of him to eleven; he was preparing the man for some breeding.

"What are you doing, Carnage?" Peter asked with a worried tone, trying to make sure that MJ was not trying to abuse a woman.

MJ smiled with her massive row of fangs. "You are just in time, my king . . ." she said and quickly went behind GG and placed her two colossal hands on her tiny shoulders.

"Wait, he is . . ." the girl muttered and blinked a few times as the view of the man that was double her size loomed over her. She could smell and sense it—an aroma so strong that it almost broke its way inside her nose. It was manly, it was extremely concentrated, and it was like shoving her nose inside a flask of cologne and dirty gym clothes.

Peter nodded. "Yes," he said, his tone firm and deep as his gaze was already undressing that girl. He knew it, of course, and he was starting to feel incredibly horny. There was MJ just right behind her to fix that problem, but his refined sense could smell that fertile and empty womb in front of him.

"Oh my god . . ." she managed to mutter as her whole body began to shake. GG could see the silhouette of something rising between those legs.

MJ licked that cold drop of sweat from her friend's cheek with a long tongue. "No taking it back," she hissed like a poisonous snake.

"Do you follow gorilla rules perhaps?" GG asked with nervousness, as Peter could not hold it anymore. Also, she could feel her pussy getting wet and her pierced nipples getting completely erect.

"Ahhhhhhh . . . no, sorry," Peter said and then showed her how big he really was in public. There was nobody in the park at this hour of the night, but still, with the sound they would be making and the cars passing, he could get some attention.

The girl just opened her eyes wide as the devastating big meat spear came out of the man's suit. It was so big that while standing in front of her, the cock even cast a shadow so big that it blocked the streetlight over her head. She understood in that second that it was impossible for that thing to fit inside her.

Then the small oozing from those big balls of virility struck her, so potent that it even took out the stench of her cigarette out of her mouth and nostrils. It was as if Peter's musk was so powerful that it twisted the perception of the world around her.

"Can we use a condom?" GG asked while the massive cock before her was just throbbing like a beating heart. The size, the smell, and the heat radiating from it were making her dizzy. From the big and fat tip to the length of a forearm and balls the size of oranges churning with virile cum, it was hypnotic.

Peter looked down at the girl. "Do you have one?" He asked with a curious tone.

"Yes. . ." she muttered, and from her wallet, GG took a pink magnum condom. Something that would not protect her womb, she knew it. That thing was made for humans, not for monsters like this.

MJ claws she had instead of hand-groping her friend's belly as she licked her cheek again. "Come on, put it on . . ." she purred with an almost mocking tone.

GG's hands were shaking, her heart rate was rising, and her vision was getting foggy as her hands took out the latex from the wrapper and started to put the circle of plastic around that thing. It only managed to cover the head of that monster as it stretched so much that it was about to tear just from the size of that tip alone.

She put one hand on the tip and another on the base to try to get the measure of that cock and then placed the two on her abdomen to confirm her suspicions. That thing went far above her belly button.

"Hmm, do you think that it will endure?" Peter asked as only the precum was enough to make that thing look like a balloon that was about to burst.

MJ put one hand under the girl's chest while the other quickly cut any barrier of cloth that was blocking the entrance to that wet pussy. "I hope for her; we don't want her pregnant, right?" She teased back, getting that woman ready for her man to destroy.

"Ok, serious talk for a second. Does your power make this safe? I don't have health care . . ." GG managed to say before MJ went behind Peter. There were only cars passing across them on the street nearby and some people jogging around, but thanks to the effects of Peter's musk, they didn't see something weird on the two giants that seemed to be about to eat the girl. However, she could feel the shame of doing this in public starting to creep in.

A deep and husky chuckle came out of Peter's maw. "Oh, don't worry about that; I can stretch you without a problem, but you may get ruined, you know. Like your cunt could get soooooooooo stretched that you doing it with another man would feel like using your pinky finger," he snarled while feeling MJ's soft breast touching his back.