Chapter 63: Chapter 63
"So . . what? Answer me!" Ava yelled, poking the man's big chest with her hand before getting twisted into a full nelson; her asshole quickly accepted the cock inside her with a loud scream of the woman. The sudden pressure in her guts made her squirt all the semen in her pussy as a broken fountain while her new big tits jiggled in the air.
Peter let out a loud grunt, too horny to think straight as he decided to just fuck that fat posterior until he got tired of it. "I . . . fuck, you make me so horny when you are angry!" The monster roared while his colossal balls slapped against the Latina pussy.
Ava may be angry, but her new ass was loving each second of this, and her tits just oozing milk all over the ground as if someone had opened a soda can after getting shaken only made her more horny. "Fuck- Fine! Just let out your system, and then we will have a talk!" She managed to mutter as her brain was getting turned into mush and her asshole firmly fucked.
This was only the start of what seemed to be hours. After Peter drained his cock into her back door, he proceeded to fuck her face and tits at the same time, using that massive bitch breaker to clean it. Having been forced to not only taste her own asshole but also the milk lubricating that obelisk of flesh while the Venom tendrils molested both of her holes, she forgot why she was so mad. Ava just wanted more semen, more musk, more pleasure.
Peter and Venom were not done with her; the massive mass of tentacles from the man's torso came over and swallowed the girl whole. Ava was not in a pure void where the only thing she could see was pure darkness; however, the rest of her senses were constantly attacked by the man's sheer lust. Tentacles were shoved in her mouth, ass, and pussy. The stench of sex seemed to fill her nostrils, followed by the strong flavor of the man. She talked, but only muffled moans of sheer pleasure escaped her lips as the legendary tiger amulet in her waist was moved and placed directly on top of her lower belly as Venom used it to rub the girl's clit. Then, the alien had a nasty idea that would take some time, but it was worth it.
"Well, now that she is done . . ." Peter muttered and took a deep breath. He loved that woman's body so much, but the man needed to take care of other stuff, like the rest of his girls.
The man's phone rang, and he took out Venom. "Peter! Felicia is giving birth! Get in there now!" Raven yelled on the other side of the phone.
"Don't get too angsty, my king! She is a broodmother! She is actually having the orgasm of her life," Venom muttered while the man flew across the night sky.
With a loud scream, Felicia squirted all over the apartment as she gave birth to multiple kids. She was expecting this to be extremely painful, but as Peter grabbed her hand, Venom made sure that all that suffering was just pure pleasure. A rush of chemical pleasure that left a permanent burn mark in her brain of sheer joy. It was an addiction that giving birth was the best thing she could do in her life; for each child that came out of her cunt, she had the orgasm of her life, and long shoots of milk came out of her breasts. After the fourth and last came out, Felicia could not believe how she could have lived knowing the pleasure of motherhood.
"Well, Spidy . . . guess we are parents now . . . Care to get some milk to celebrate?" Felicia purred, her squinting eyes looking at the man while the cries of her healthy children flooded the room.
Seeing the girl with the girl already open, he went on top of her."You just gave birth, and you already got to get pregnant again? Well, what my girl wants, my girl gets," he muttered, ready to reseed that cat.
"They are so cute! They are already sucking on me!" Starfire exclaimed, her big nipples already getting to feed the two of the kids while Raven held the other pair.
"Is it safe for them to drink . . . you know . . . alien milk?" The goth girl asked with a confused expression. She hated to admit it, but this felt . . . nice.
"Of course it is! They are part alien after all!" The redhead answered, watching as Peter in the background was mating, pressing Felicia again, and Venom tentacles were penetrating her ovaries.
Raven just shook her head. "I cannot go against that logic . . ." the goth finally muttered.
Peter took a deep breath, alone in his "Well, this is done," the man muttered and let out a deep sigh of relief. With the help of Venom and his living lab, plus the genius of Gwen, they made huge advances in science last week. After all, they needed the money to feed those newborns.
"We got rid of the insanity side effect of the goblin serum, and we invented a diabetes medication that cures the disease—all of that in one week!" Gwen yelled and hugged Peter from behind, her noticeable belly rubbing against the man's muscular back.
He nodded with a peaceful smile. "Yeah, we are kind of—" he began to say and then remembered something important.
"Ah, FUCK!" The man yelled as an important realization had come to him. He hadn't had any news about White Tiger in some time.
"What happened?!" Gwen asked, extremely worried about the man.
"I forgot about White Tiger!" He exclaimed and spat at the woman that spent a whole week inside him. This was by far the longest session someone had stayed in that palace. A full week of addictive semen pumped into her, her vision blocked and all her senses attacked over and over. This was only possible since Venom could create all the food she needed inside this black space, but otherwise, Peter was worried about the girl's health.
Ava just flew from the black mass of black tendrils that appeared from the stomach of the man into the flood of the lab. The woman had changed, well, mostly her outfit. Now the only pieces of cloth she was wearing were a pair of long white gloves that ended in sharp claws, long tights that reached her knees, and her mask that was the same but only covered her head, more like bondage gear than anything else. The woman's abs, ass, pussy, and tits were fully on display, covered in a thick layer of sweat. However, the most curious part was what happened with the legendary white tiger amulet: it had fused with her body.
The jade-like material had melted into the lower part of her belly, turning into an emerald womb tattoo that littered that part of her with that intricate design. Venom had messed with it so much, mixed so much of herself into it and Ava that they had just become one. The gate to the realm of the Tigress goddess, her avatar, and the alien had merged together after a long week of constant sex, body modification, and other sinful acts.
Ava just lay on the floor, breathing heavily as she made two peace signs with her claws. "Miaaaaaaaaau hi master . . . want to play with your little kitten?" She purred, her legs wide open as that fully trained pussy invited him inside.
"I think you fried her brain . . ." Gwen muttered, shocked and impressed at how much job Venom had done to her.
"I like her this way. There are no longer secret identities; she is mine, and if she wanted to tell me more information about her, she would do it," Peter said with an evil smile on his lips. A few months ago he would have been disgusted by the state of Ava, but now, as the powerful woman was reduced to a loyal servant who loved his cock and carried his children, he loved the view. The modifications in her body and mind, the reaction of that woman, how her body seemed to be reshaped, it was the perfect toy to drain his balls in; it was lovely.
A smile of relief and happiness was drawn on Gwen's lips as she had one hand on her big belly. Her small breasts had already grown to a normal size thanks to the pregnancy, but that joy didn't come from the kids gestating in her body.
"Come on, White Tiger. Let me pet you," the man muttered, and his big hands went directly behind the girl's ears, scratching as the woman's new lewd body shook and she looked staring in the eyes.
"This feels . . . nice," Ava purred and then bit his hand. Some parts inside her mind, especially the ones kept safe by the tigress goddess, were still fighting against Venom's influence. However, to the common eye, it just looked like she was being playful.
"It doesn't hurt?" Gwen asked while the Latina woman sank her canines into her lover's hand.
Peter let out a small chuckle. "Just a little bit," he answered with a small smile on his face. It was time to punish this kitty.