She-Venom's Lecherous Web
 
 Sprinting down yet another grimy alley, the woman was becoming weary. Her leg muscles burned, while her tender feet cramped in the pair of high heels she wore. Lungs aching for air, she wished she could slow down. Hearing the sickening cackles grow louder behind her, however, she managed to run even faster, even if only for a spell. Unfortunately, in her panicked dash she failed to see the overturned trash can blocking her path. Fumbling over the metal cylinder, she scraped across the dirty asphalt on her side. Wincing, her sprawled legs kicked against the ground as she tried to run away. Then, out from the darkness, a pair of grubby hands roughly grabbed her shoulders. It was too late.
 
Struggling as she was lifted, the woman sucked in a deep gulp of air, prepared to yell until her lungs collapsed. An unseen fist slammed into her unguarded stomach, stealing her breath. Grunting, her chin was held in place. Tilted upwards, she was able to make out the savage grins of her attackers against the blurry smear of light from the surrounding city.
 
"Uh-uh! No screaming, bitch. Or else we'll slash your throat and leave you to die!" Leering, the sweaty face of one red-headed punk was mere inches away from her cheek as he held onto her arms from behind his back. Meanwhile, his shorter, even uglier partner slapped her ass, giggling like a maniac. "Yeah, yeah! Sluts like you don't deserve any better! So shut up already. And stop crying! I hate it when the mascara gets all runny." Without warning, his thin fingers crawled across her soft legs and towards her most private area. Closing her eyes, the woman embraced herself for the inevitable. Neither she or her tormentors took notice of the enormous silhouette emerging from the shadows to approach them .
 
"Now, now, boys. Didn't your mother ever teach you how to properly treat a lady?" A voice, distorted and harsh, called out. Despite being so low and gravelly, it was clearly feminine.
 
"Who the fuck said that?" Twirling around, the stockier man flicked his switch-blade out, wildly jabbing it like a caveman. Looking around, the only thing he could see was a vaguely hour-glass shape standing a few feet away. His lank, oily hair fell to his shoulders as he gazed upwards, finally noticing the giant head with a toothy grin that stared down. Stepping back, his knees wobbled. "Holy shit."
 
"Damn it, Joey! Is it a pig or not?" Still gripping the woman, the other man was getting frustrated from the silence.
 
"I-I don't know, Dylan! It must be some kinda monster!" Hiding behind his friend, it took all of the punk's willpower not to piss himself like a baby right there. Growling, Dylan's head jostled as he tried to see what was turning his partner into such a pussy. Eyes widening, he too saw the figure looming near them.
 
Even in the dimness of the alley, it was clearly a woman. With shapely curves and a huge rack, her features were even more impressive given her jaw-dropping height. Seven feet tall at least, making her easily over a head taller than either man. More unusual than that was her skin. Inky-black, it almost seemed rubbery, like latex, except that it seamlessly followed her every motion like normal flesh. The only parts that weren't completely black was her chest and head. A jagged design of a white spider stretched its wavy legs across her tits, its body snuggled in her cleavage. Meanwhile, two milky-white crescents spread above the dripping teeth of her mouth, which itself slid far past her cheeks and practically half-way around her head.
 
Fixated on its terrifying visage, the man loosened his grip on the woman. Despite this, their victim didn't pull herself free and run. Trembling, she wasn't sure who or what she should be more afraid of.
 
Piping up, Joey's voice shook. "S-should we run?" He croaked out. Huffing, Dylan grabbed the switch blade from his friend's hold. "Stop being a pussy! So what if that thing's big -- it still bleeds!" Aiming the glinting tip at it, the man lunged forward with a snarl, stabbing it straight at the creature's exposed midsection. It certainly made for an easy target. Not even bothering to dodge, the thing stood as still as a statue.
 
"There! How you like that, fucker!" Pulling his arm back, the man jabbed the blade directly at its stomach. Feeling it hit something, he grinned as he expected to have sliced into its dark flesh. Looking closer, however, his triumphant smile faded. Though the knife did touch it, it was effectively nullified by the tiny tendrils that now coiled around the end. Gazing up, the man was further disheartened by the unimpressed expression etched over the creature's face. "Well, you're fearless. I'll give you that."
 
Taking the switch-blade in one swoop, she clenched her hand. Kneading her palm for only a couple of seconds, she allowed the crumpled up ball of metal to fall to the ground. "Too bad that's useless when you're weak and pathetic."
 
Without further ado, the creature grabbed the would-be rapist by the shoulders and hoisted him up. Opening her jaws to unbelievable width, she unfurled her glistening tentacle of a tongue. Wrapping it around the man's neck, she pulled him in with frightening speed. Her needle-like teeth tore into his denim jacket and t-shirt, scraping his skin and peeling some back until they were ribbons. Tempted as she was to rip him to pieces and suckle the gristle off his bones, the creature restrained such desires. Instead, she focused on feeling his entire body enter her whole, stroking the squirming bulge that pushed against her throat. Gulping him down like a snake, she had already reached his flailing legs. With another swallow, both of his slick boots disappeared through her jaws.
 
Ten measly seconds was all she needed to consume an entire person.
 
"AH! That hits the spot!" Patting the head-shaped bulge that formed over her distended belly, she felt the man's writhing force the gasses inside her to rise. Puffing her cheeks out, the creature let out an ear-splitting burp. "Oops, excuse me. Gingers always play hell with my stomach."
 
Frozen in place, Joey could do little but watch as his friend was eaten alive. Stepping back, his ears picked up the clicking of heels. Swiveling his head, he saw the woman he was about to violate at last running away. Realizing the sensibility of this, he tried to follow suit. "H-hey! Don't leave me with this psycho-bitch, bitch!" Lumbering away, the pudgy man tried to make his escape.
 
"Oh no you don't!" Holding her arm out, pitch-black strands launched from her finger tips. Not only strong, they were also insanely elastic. Though the criminal was nearly forty feet away, they still managed to wrap around his ankle and drag the overweight man back. Frantically trying to grip the rough ground with his fingers, the only thing he could think of next was to beg. "Please, please, please don't eat me! I wasn't actually gonna rape that lady, I swear! I was just playing along with Dylan!" Unfazed by his pleas, the creature continued pulling him. When he was close enough, she planted a clawed foot on his heaving chest.
 
"Funny how creeps like you always act like the victim. That may trick others, but not me. Besides, I was looking forward to a two-course meal, and I'm not about to give that up!" Chuckling, the monstrous being leaned down, allowing drops of sticky saliva to drip out of her open mouth and onto his flushed face. "Ready to meet your friend, porky? Don't worry, there's plenty of room left." Unhinging her jaws, the bloodthirsty thing was moments away from enjoying her second dish for the night.
 
"Yeesh. And I thought only boys had bad table manners."
 
Stopping just before she could engorge herself, the creature let out an annoyed groan. "Not you again." Craning her neck back, she was greeted with the sight of another woman with a taste for spider-themed costumes. Playfully hanging from the building with a synthetic web, Spider Woman gave the cannibal a peace-sign. "Sorry to interrupt your midnight snack, She-Venom, but I'll have to ask you to let him go. Oh, and the guy who's wriggling in your belly." Shaking her head, the anti-hero added a dismissive hand-wave to her rude response. "Shouldn't you be saving a cat from a tree or something? Sorry, kid, but I'm a little out of your league."
 
Lifting his head up, the man's beady eyes glimmered with hope. "Oh, thank God! I'm saved! Please, get this weird, gross thing off me al -- " Cut off by a balled up hand that collided with his jaw, the man's skull bounced against the unyielding asphalt. Knocked out instantly, the unconscious criminal snored, his bloody open mouth revealing how a couple of his cavity-riddle teeth were sent flying from the sheer strength of the punch.
 
"Oh, shut up already!" Grunting, She-Venom was satisfied at giving the bastard at least one good hit.
 
"Was that really necessary?" Dropping on her feet, the superhero casually flicked her white hoodie down.
 
"No. But it felt good. And anyway, he's gonna be digested soon enough. So what if I bruise him up a bit?" Smirking, the uncaring woman gave the sleeping man a hard kick. Pleased by his unpleasant groan, she placed both hands on her generous hips and strolled over to her interloper.
 
"Y'know, there are a ton of 24 hour convenience stores if you're looking for a bite. Ever tried those cupcakes with the swirls on them? They're to die for." Chuckling, Spider-Woman kicked a discarded can as she comfortably talked with a ravenous killer. Raising her odd slits around, it was clear She-Venom wasn't interested in the offer.
 
"Well, if you want something that'll put weight in your belly, how about ramen? There's a pretty good noodle place just across the block. Managed to grab hold of a some coupons, wanna try?"
 
Reaching her limit of the hero's stalling, the anti-hero was blunt. "Why are you defending them?"
 
Stopping in her tracks, the spider-girl's tone grew serious. "Because they're people."
 
"Tch. They're scum."
 
"Yeah. I won't deny that. But they still have their rights, like everyone else. And while I'm definitely not a mathematician, I'm pretty sure two wrongs don't make a right."
 
Snarling, She-Venom stomped her foot against the ground, creating tiny cracks in her anger. "Rights? Lot of good those 'rights' did when they were about to fuck that woman's brains out. Rights may be good out there in the light, but when they shut off it's all dog-eat-dog. And since I'm the biggest dog, I gotta keep all the others in check. You may not like it, Spider-Woman, but THIS is true justice!" Punctuating her point by jabbing a finger at her swaying belly, she turned on her heel to finish the job. "All this talking's made me hungrier. If you don't like it, fine. Don't look. It's about to get pretty messy here."
 
FWIP!
 
Feeling something gooey attach to her swinging hand, She-Venom stopped. Using both hands to grip her web strand, Spider-Woman wasn't going to hold back anything. "Sorry, She-Venom. I can't let you do that."
 
Deathly quiet, the anti-hero didn't move an inch. Heart skipping a beat, Spider-Woman could feel the murderous aura thicken all around her. Grateful that her mask covered the peevish look in her eyes, the superhero held her ground. Even when the much taller woman starting to chuckle in her unnerving voice. "So, the itsy-bitsy spider wants to put up a fight, huh? Well, I guess I can respect that." Taking the sticky string in the other hand, she yanked it off her wrist and tossed it aside.
 
Spider-Woman's worry deepened. Powerful enough to hold a collapsing building together, the ease which it was broken off was yet another demonstration of her opponent's mind-numbing strength.
 
Then, without warning, She-Venom bolted to her victim. Grabbing his shoulders, she lifted him high into the air.
 
"Hey!"
 
"Move and I'll rip his heart out and turn his brain into Swiss cheese." She said, nonchalantly glancing at the battle-ready pose the girl had taken. "I said I'd play along. So at least let me prepare for our game." Turning back, she lowered her mouth and engulfed his entire head in at one go.
 
Grimacing, Spider-Woman silently watched as the man disappeared down the Symbiote's gullet. Hearing every sloppy slurp and spine-tingling splorch, she was helpless to do anything, lest she wanted to kill him. Instead, she waited with quickening breath to see what the woman had planned. As for She-Venom, while she'd normally take her time to enjoy her fattier meals, she guzzled down the criminal as fast as possible. As such, she finished him off in half the time it took for his friend.
 
"There!" Sliding her tongue over her sharp teeth, She-Venom appreciated the swinging belly she gained. Even accounting for the size-difference between prey and predator, the addition of another full-grown man meant her belly jutted out more than a couple feet in front. Slight bulges pushed out every now and again from the struggling of the first one devoured. Still awake, his movements were becoming slower and slower, allowing the belly to maintain an overall spherical shape.
 
Slapping her gurgling tummy, She-Venom's terrifying grin grew. "Alright. We can fight now."
 
"Seriously? You're gonna fight with that giant gut?" Confused, Spider-Woman wasn't sure what the anti-hero was after.
 
"Of course! I had to give myself some kind of handicap to even the odds!" Cracking her knuckles, She-Venom's smug expression was clear even in the dark alley. "Figured that's the fair thing to do."
 
Ego wounded, Spider-Woman scowled under her mask. "Cocky, aren't you? Alright, then. I'll show you not to underestimate me, ya oil slick!"
 
Shooting another web, she aimed it at She-Venom's muscular legs. Landing right on her ankles, the hero pulled with all her might to cause her to fall down. It was to no effect. Shaking her head, the Symbiote's leg became a blur as she kicked back with enough speed to pull the girl towards her. Realizing this, Spider-Woman then used the momentum to slip past her and fling her own body meters into the air. As she fell, the girl realized she may have bitten off more than she could chew.
 
'Dang it, she's a lot stronger than Dr. Oct! Think, Gwen, think! How can I -- gah!'
 
Torn from her thoughts, the hero felt something wrap around her arm and fling her against the side of the building. With barely enough time to react, she managed to right her position before striking the brick wall with her back. Grunting, she used her powers to stick to it -- before looking up and seeing an enormous black ball barrelling towards her.
 
"Ungh!" Crying out, Spider-Woman felt her ribs nearly cracking from the hit. A web of tiny cracks arched out from her sides. Gripping the rubbery curve with both hands, she tried pulling herself free, only to be further pressed against the unflinching building. Groaning from the pain, she tilted her head up. Looming over her, She-Venom's smirk was all she needed to recognize how much trouble she was in now.
 
Unfortunately for her, the anti-hero wasn't one to not gloat when given the chance.
 
"Hmm, how long did that take? Fifteen seconds, twenty? I didn't think to bring my watch, so I'm just estimating here." Picking her teeth with an ebony nail, she relished rubbing her victory in the hero's face.
 
Scrambling, Spider-Woman tried to unpin herself. "W-wait a minute! You haven't won yet!" Pushing her feet against the rock-hard side, she tried shoving the larger woman off. Once again, it was to little use.
 
"Oh, but I think I have." With her right hand, she slowly raised it towards the hero's mask. "I've always wondered what you looked like underneath." Heart stopping, Spider-Woman lunged her head from side to side to avoid her grasp. "No! Don't even t think about it!" Despite her command, its pleading tone showed the girl was genuinely concerned. Ignoring this, the woman placed her index finger right underneath her opponent's chin and ripped the white fabric off.
 
Gritting her teeth, Spider-Woman's heart sank as her identity was revealed to one of the city's most dangerous superhumans. Her straight platinum-blonde hair flowed out freely now, framing her squinting eyes and anxious frown as she waited for a response.
 
"Well, turns out you're pretty cute~" With a laugh, She-Venom tilted her head to appreciate Gwen's beauty. "Makes me wonder if you got any boyfriends."
 
"S-shut up." Blushing, the terrified girl was at a loss of what to do. Entirely left at the bloodthirsty woman's mercy, she averted her gaze.
 
"Guess that's a no." Licking her lips, the anti-hero allowed her slender tongue to slither out. "Then you wouldn't mind if I gave you a little kiss?"
 
Stunned, Gwen's befuddled face peered up. "W-what? That was your game all this time? I thought you were trying to be good now!"
 
"Oh, trust me, blondie, I've been giving it my all. But there are still certain needs I must attend to. Besides, people like you and me are tough. We can take a little abuse. And anyways, you really have a knack for pissing me off, so consider this as punishment!" Growling, she didn't give the girl any time to respond. Unfurling her slick tongue to its full length, she crammed it in the girl's agape mouth and down her tight throat.
 
"Glurck!" Eyes rolling back, Gwen was overwhelmed by the hot tentacle now sliding past her uvula. Girthy enough to almost be like a shaft, it pushed against the walls of her esophagus, stroking her own taste buds as it glided in and out of her jaws. Try as she might, she couldn't pull away. And considering she could feel its powerful muscles underneath, she knew biting wouldn't help much either. Legs twitching and arms flailing, she was completely caught in She-Venom's sinister web.
 
"Mmm, you taste good! Nice and fresh." Speaking even with her fleshy organ out, the anti-hero was articulate enough to still be understood. Diving her tongue deeper and deeper, she coiled and flicked it against the moist tunnel it was exploring. She was even more delighted by the wild reaction scrawled over the hero's face. Clearly less experienced than most girls, she couldn't wait to take her on a wild journey tonight.
 
After nearly half a minute of this spectacular French kiss, She-Venom slurped her tongue back into her mouth. "I may not know you personally, but something tells me that was your first big kiss, wasn't it?"
 
Moaning, a big strand of saliva plopped out of Gwen's mouth. "Y-you bitch!"
 
With a mock frown, She-Venom tut-tutted her. "Cursing doesn't suit such a pretty girl like you. Here, maybe this'll cheer you up."
 
Turning to the side, the woman dragged Spider-Woman across the wall with her huge stomach, before allowing her to fall to the ground. Landing on her side, Gwen winced as she shifted onto her back, still too dazed by the make-out session to escape She-Venom's claws.
 
Not giving her the chance, the Symbiote stepped over and placed her right foot directly between the girl's legs and over her pelvis. Gasping, the blonde's cheeks were dusted red as her private area was being touched.
 
Wriggling her toes, She-Venom scratched her chin. "I don't know who your costume-designer is, but tell him I'm sorry for ripping his work up a bit. Gotta get to the goods somehow, though." Lifting her bare foot at an angle, she stroked the deadly nail of her big toe against the dark fabric. Flexing it, she sliced it in a second, exposing Gwen's pristine, bushless slit. Then, with surprising care, she dipped her largest digit into the fold, making sure that only its soft bottom entered the sensitive genital.
 
Crying out, Spider-Woman's mind melted as pussy was finally be played with. Always to focused on saving her beloved city, the girl had little time to focus on her own desires. Now that they were being satisfied, however, the girl couldn't contain herself. Thrusting her hips up, she tried to take in more of the toe that was rubbing into her moist vagina. Smiling at this, She-Venom twiddled one of her nipples. "Seems that you're all bark and no bite. I thought you were going to save these creeps from me!" Pointing at her belly, it had become completely still now. "They're unconscious, but still alive. They can still be rescued. But no. That's not what you want now, is it?"
 
Shaking her head, Gwen tried to compose herself. "N-no! I still want to help them -- ah!" Leaning back, she was cut off when the fleshy nub started to stimulate her eager clit.
 
"Oh? Then why don't you get up? I'm not pinning you down anymore. You could easily crawl out from under my foot." Pinching her nipple in between her index finger and thumb, She-Venom's arousal was growing. "And yet, you're still there. How odd."
 
"I . . . I . . . " Trying to think of a comeback, Gwen's horniness was blocking the rational parts of her brain off. Now only focused on her own pleasure, she decided what she wanted to say. "I wanna cum!"
 
Smirking again, She-Venom nodded. "That's what I thought." Pushing her toe against the clit, she poked and led it in a circle she created. Apparently, this was all Spider-Woman needed. Clamping her thighs in between the anti-hero's lower legs, she screamed as she reached her orgasm.
 
"Aaah!" Squirting all over the soft sole of She-Venom's huge foot, her fluids splattered over its smooth surface as it dripped back down. After cumming for a few seconds, she loosened her hold and let her knees fall to the side. Lolling her tongue out, Gwen was awash in the post-coital bliss she was experiencing.
 
Lifting her foot up, She-Venom dragged her finger across its bottom, before wrapping her tongue around it as she lifted it to her mouth. "Mmm. Tangy, yet sweet. How fitting." Licking it clean, she then twirled around and lowered her giant ass down. "Don't get too comfortable yet, Spider-Woman. It's time for me to have some fun." Spreading her crack apart, her dark pucker winked from between the two inky-black globes. "Hope you're hungry, because I won't get up until I have my fill!" Falling back, She-Venom's ass swallowed Gwen's face in one go.
 
Engulfed by slippery cheeks, the hero's face was smothered in a hot cavern. Startled by this change in scenery, the girl was quick to react. Flicking her tongue out, she plunged it into the tight hole and started eating out the fat ass. Her taste buds shivered from the salty flavor. Sinking her fingers into the plush black skin, she was clearly enjoying it.
 
Grinding her ass down, She-Venom made sure to slurp up as much of Spider-Woman's head as possible. The curves of her butt flattened against the ground, smooshing as she pressed down. "I know your tongue ain't as big as mine, but I know you can go deeper!" With that, she lifted her behind just a couple of inches, before slamming it down again. Almost knocked out, Gwen was only able to maintain consciousness thanks to her superhuman durability. Otherwise, the weight of the colossal ass combined with the force applied to it would've cracked her skull in two. Oddly enough, the danger only made her that much more eager.
 
Stroking the top of her belly, She-Venom relished having her asshole licked and played with. Craning her neck down, she was unable to see the pair of convulsing legs twitch and kick under her. Blocked by her distended gut, she couldn't get a proper view of the hero's squirming. Obviously, it was time to get rid of her dead weight.
 
Balling her fists up, the Symbiote grunted as she consciousnessly sped up the digestive process. Even for the powerful body-morpher, taking control of her internal systems was something of a struggle. The fact that there was at least a few hundred pounds of meat, bones, and clothes to work through didn't make the challenge any easier. Still, the additions to her body would be well worth it.
 
Inside her belly, meanwhile, the black pool the two criminals found themselves in began to gurgle and fizz. Still technically awake, however much his willpower had been sapped, Dylan was the first to notice. Though surrounded in darkness, the rising noise and tingling of his skin alerted him to what was happening.
 
"Oh shit! Joey, wake the fuck up! That big bitch is digesting us!"
 
Moaning, the knocked-out man was finally pulled from his slumber. "Huh, what?" Groggy as he was though, even he could sense the odd tickling sensation that spread over his lower body. Panic took over the cowardly man. Blindly kicking and throwing his fists around, he tried to break out of his fleshy prison. Slumped against the other side of the stomach, he and his friend were practically face to face, barely given a few inches worth of personal space. As such, his sharp boots and chubby hands more often than not collided with his pal than the slimy stomach walls.
 
"Ow! Ow! Stop it, Joey, you fucking idiot!" Ignoring his friend, the pudgier punk continued to flail about. His efforts only intensified when the tickling turned into an uncomfortable burning.
 
"Shit, shit, shit! It's happening, Dylan! We're fucked now!" Tears rolled down his cheeks as the man cried for his life. Wincing from the pain, Dylan tried to be more reasonable. "Hit the sides, Joey! Hit as hard as you can!" Thumping his clenched hands back, Dylan put every bit of strength he had left. Realizing that the stomach was barely even reacting to their struggles, he saw that it was a futile effort.
 
At this point, the burning had increased into an agonizing searing. Even without seeing it, the two could feel the skin peel off and dissolve from their feet and ankles, while their flesh started to slough off their very bones. Nerves exposed to the merciless acid, their brains were bombarded with excruciating pain.
 
"M-momma! Momma, please make it stop!" Sobbing now, Joey reverted back to his earliest stages, calling out for his maternal figure like a child with a scraped knee. Slightly more mature, Dylan settled for just bellowing until his lungs ached. Soon, he was joined by his friend, and the two screamed and weeped together as they melted away.
 
After about a solid minute, the yelling ceased.
 
Still focusing on digesting them, She-Venom was relieved to hear them stop. Muffled as their cries were from under her taut skin, it was still loud enough for it to be annoying. "Whiny bitches. Well, looks like you officially lost, Spider-Woman." Still burrowing her tongue into the woman's pucker, the hero clearly didn't care about the men anymore.
 
Pausing for a second, She-Venom huffed. Then, with her strength regained, her nails dug into her palms as she once again accelerated the digestion.
 
In the lightless cave of her stomach, what remained of the two corpses were allowed to be eaten away, safely out of anyone's view. Collapsing into the churning sea when their bottom halves were sufficiently eaten away, the gut began working on their relatively unscathed chests and heads. Soon enough, however, these too were broken down into smaller and smaller chunks. After another minute of uninterrupted dissolution, the only things that remained were a pile of barren bones and skulls that sank to the very bottom of the organ. Stripped of any meat, they rested in their new home. Even this, however, was only a temporary accomodation. Before the dawn would come, they too would be reduced to nothing but molecules.
 
Satisfied by her progress, She-Venom relaxed. Scanning her eyes over her form, she was even more pleased by her growth. Already curvaceous, the sheer mass that had been added to her figure made her downright voluptuous. Only about the size of a person's head before, her tits were now twice as big. Cupping one of her breasts, her grin as she looked down and saw her fat butt become even greater.
 
"Sorry for the noise, Spider-Woman, but it sure was worth it." Slapping her left cheek, the ripple caused by her palm reverberated through it for several seconds. While such additions were fleeting thanks to her body's ravenous metabolism, She-Venom knew that they'd make the next couple of days extra-fun.
 
Placing both hands on her knees, the Symbiote lifted herself off her former enemy turned sex partner.
 
"Mwah!" Covered in a layer of slobber, Gwen's lips had practically been glued to her anus for the past couple of minutes. Released from the crack, she was left to mewl and pant on the dirty ground, gasping for air like a fish. Crossing her arms over her fat rack, She-Venom smiled at her struggles. "I know you could stay there all night, but it's time to switch things up. Don't worry, though. This'll be even better."
 
Leaning down, she grabbed the girl's limp arm and hoisted her up. Flipping her around, she then raised her by the arms pits and lifted her more than a foot into the air.
 
"Guh? What . . . what are you planning now?" Dazed from her time in the glorious ass, Gwen lazily rested the back of her head against She-Venom's shiny collarbone. For once, the cheeky woman didn't respond. Instead, she concentrated on manipulating her exterior anatomy.
 
"And . . . there!" Much easier than directing her digestive system, the add-on was completed in a second. Poking out from her crotch, it was a simple shape. Smooth and without any flairs, the cylindrical thing was topped off with a curved end. Jutting out nearly seven-inches, it was also much smaller than She-Venom would normally like to have it. Still, it was the girl's first night, so she figured she'd take it easy with her. Pulling her hips back, she rubbed it underneath the girl's wet slit.
 
"Don't worry. It's plain, I'll admit. But with my skills, it'll feel better than any man's worthless dick!" After sliding it between the girl's slender thighs, she adjusted herself until the hard tip was pressing against the pussy.
 
Shaking her head, Gwen's eyes narrowed as she recognized what her partner was preparing to do. "H-hang on, She-Venom! I don't think I'm ready -- yet!" Before she could even complete her sentence, her face scrunched up as the long, hard object buried into her winking vagina. Filling her slippery canal, the hero was only given a second of respite before the black dildo started ramming in and out of her cunt.
 
"Too bad, Spider-Slut! I've been wanting to erupt like Mount Vesuvius since we started, so just take it!" Grinning, She-Venom contracted her own vaginal muscles. Having placed her make-shift dildo deep inside her own pussy, she effectively made a double-edged sex toy that penetrated both her and Spider-Woman. Shifting and moving in tandem with her thrusts, the woman was eager to get her rocks off already, and to see her rival melt under her unforgiving touch.
 
Grunting and panting, Gwen was already so close to her next orgasm. Yelping, she felt her shoulders being squeezed by two plush mounds. Cupping her chest from both sides, She-Venom had started to mash and push her two giant tits together, further constraining the girl's movements. Large enough to brush against the hero's much more modest chest, the former villain loved how easily she was being overtaken between her cleavage. Slipping her tongue out, she knew just what to do to be in total control.
 
"Ack!"
 
Without warning, Spider-Woman felt something hot and damp coil around her tender throat. Wrapping around her once, she felt it stroke up and down, slathering her neck and chin with gobs of saliva. Caught in yet another strand of She-Venom's web, there was no hope for escape.
 
And the hero loved every second of it.
 
Clamping her knees together, she contracted her vaginal canal around the smooth dildo, making for an even tighter fit. Her eyes rolled in their sockets as the pleasure center her filthy brain was activated at once. Sputtering and moaning, she was completely in the other woman's thrall.
 
Noticing this, She-Venom laughed. "Ha! I knew you'd come around, Spider-Slut. For all that talk about 'justice' and 'morality', you're just a dirty little girl who needed a good pounding! Wonder how this city would react if they knew~" Turning around, the Symbiote faced the side of the alley that exposed her front to the dimly lit streets ahead. "This place may be dump, but it's not totally abandoned. Any moment now, someone could come walking by. And what would they see? Their favorite friendly neighbor spider-girl, getting her pussy fucked like there was no tomorrow! Think of the scandal!"
 
Tilting her head down, she placed her menacing mouth right next to Gwen's cute ear. "But don't worry, Spider-Slut. I'll take good care of this city you love so much. All I ask in return is for you to step aside and become my new little sex toy. All day, every day, for the rest of our lives. What do ya say?"
 
Biting her lip, Gwen's heart was torn in two. On the one hand, she was experiencing an erotic nirvana previously thought impossible. On the other, was she really about to let a cannibalistic sociopath guard her beloved New York, all so she could be her new plaything? Wracking her mind, the hero thought carefully about her decision. Finally, she cried out her answer.
 
"Yes! Oh God, yes please!"
 
Tightening her tongue around the girl's throat, She-Venom accepted her response. "Good girl. Now, time for the finishing move!" Grabbing onto the girl's slim hips with her massive hands, she thrusted her pelvis, jabbing almost the entire dildo into their respective slits.
 
Screaming, Spider-Woman at last came. Gushing a good cupful of femcum, her secretions further lubed up the slippery dildo, dripping down its rubbery shaft. Meanwhile, She-Venom also released, although her load was about three times as voluminous as the girl's. Squirting onto the ground, hers spread out into an impressive splatter on the warm asphalt beneath. If there had been any light, her clear fluids would've glistened like sparkling gems in between her clawed feet.
 
Hearts pounding, the two super-powered women gasped and heavily breathed in big gulps of air.
 
Raising one of her crescent-shaped eyes, She-Venom drank in Gwen's flushed cheeks and protruding tongue. "So, Spider-Slut? Are you satisfied for the night?"
 
In between her long pants, the girl shook her head in the negative. "N-no . . . more! I want to play more with your body!"
 
"Glad to hear, blondie. I'm nowhere near done either, and there's still a lot of night left!" Forcing her pevlis up, she stuck her makeshift cock back into Gwen's moist cavern, her thighs slapping against the smaller girl's bottom. Moaning, the former hero closed her eyes tight shut as she focused on the wonderful sensation of her pussy getting pounded for the second time in a row. Boobs bouncing, she knew it wouldn't be the last time she'd be pounded before the morning sun rose over the Big Apple . . .
 
Perched over the edge of one particularly tall apartment complex, She-Venom surveyed the streets below. Swiveling her head back and forth, she stared past the numbing blur of countless man-made lights, searching for any sign of trouble. Humming, her growling stomach let her know it was supper-time yet again.
 
Grinning, she peered down at her chest. "Hear that, Spider-Slut? Looks like you'll be getting some company soon. Hope you don't mind the squeeze." Instead of a clear verbal reply, all the Symbiote heard was a pleasured, muffled moan.
 
Though she was safely outside of the anti-hero's deadly stomach, Gwen was nonetheless trapped in her unique body. Nestled in between her swinging rack, the girl's face was now covered by the white spider placed between her breasts, its body perfectly stretched to conform over her flaring nostrils and open mouth. As for her torso, it fit nicely over the woman's abs and stomach, with her limbs pulled as far behind She-Venom's back as they'd go to secure the girl. Wedged in between her spread thighs, another dark dildo was shoved in her cunt, only this one was large enough to push a bulge against Gwen's flat tummy. Still, if the glazed yet content expression clearly outlined on her face said anything, the former hero was not in any distress.
 
Tracing a nail over the human form that protruded from her oily skin, She-Venom particularly liked how the girl's slender arms framed her massive jugs. "Not to be too harsh, but I really think you make a better bra than a hero, Spider-Slut." Giggling, the perverted creature loved the cheeky nickname she coined for her past enemy. Not even bothering to learn her actual name in the few days they'd been together, she couldn't care less about the girl's true identity or life she previously led. That was all behind the two. Now, the only thing that mattered was the cute girl had become her one and only toy.
 
As she gazed at her partner, her enhanced hearing picked up the harsh sound of glass shattering. Scanning the streets, She-Venom was able to see a few blocks away a couple of criminals stumbling down the steps of a bank, dollar bills fluttering behind them as they clumsily opened the doors to their escape car. Noticing the lack of any annoying police sirens nearby, she realized it was the perfect opportunity.
 
Standing up, She-Venom took a couple of steps back. "Guess that's the dinner bell tonight! Hang in there, Spider-Slut! We can have our fun after I eat." Then, sprinting at full force, she squatted and leapt off the building with blinding speed to chase after the robbers. Constrained by the layer of taut black skin over her, the girl who used to be known as Spider-Woman was only able to respond with a faint grunt of approval.