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Poll Winner: She-Venom's Husband (Venom)
🕑 Added 2021-01-14 21:38:27 +0000 UTCVenom: A first person story. You loved Ann with all your heart. You and her were the best of friends since childhood, and now you were going to be married. Then that black slime attacked her, turning her into what she called 'She-Venom.' Funny enough, things haven't really changed that much. Includes: Domestic love with She-Venom, slight shapeshifting, wholesome.
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Growing up, a lot of people wonder who their soulmate is. Who is their other half, the one that they’ll find eternal happiness with. It’s a question that plagues almost everybody sooner or later.
Not me.
As soon as I knew what a crush was, I knew that Ann Bunker was the one for me. She was the nicest, most wonderful woman at my school. She was patient, smart, hard-working, pretty much the perfect girl, and honestly, I still don’t know why she said yes when I asked her out.
But I’m so glad I did.
We were childhood friends turned childhood sweethearts, and even though everyone told us our relationship wouldn’t survive college, we did better than survive. We thrived, side by side, helping the other up when we stumbled or fell.
We were inseparable, and I wanted to to spend the rest of my life with her. So I asked her to marry me, and do you know what she said?
‘Hell, yes!’ Her words, verbatim.
It all seemed so right, so perfect, and then it all came apart.
I waited at our usual spot, waiting to see her for our usual lunch date, but she was running late. Minutes became hours, and every call I sent was left unanswered. Then someone called me, and they told me what happened to her.
Ann had been in a car accident. Another car, a truck from the Life Foundation hit her.
I remember feeling… nothing when it happened. I went numb. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t hear, everything moved in slow motion as the words echoed in my head. It was the worst pain I’ve ever felt in my life, and I feel a lot of it nowadays.
They told me she died at the hospital. That they did their best, but this is where the story gets funny.
Because when I got to the hospital, the doctors told me her body was gone. I remember being so fucking pissed when they told me that, I almost punched a doctor there. I stumbled out of the hospital, when something grabbed me and pulled me into a nearby tree.
That’s when I saw her.
000
Let’s skip ahead.
I opened the door to my apartment, and I threw my coat onto the ground. I stretched out my arms, rolling my neck around. I could hear the clattering of pots and the heavenly aroma of my girlfriend’s chicken and dumplings.
“Darling, you’re home!” a voice greeted. Her voice was low, with a unique reverb to it. If I listened closely, I could hear two voices, one just barely behind the other. The voice of my lover, and her new best friend.
I stepped into the kitchen, and I saw her. Ann took one last look at the stove, before she turned to me, smiling with a long row of thin, needle-like teeth. She was salivating at me, something she did now whenever she was happy or excited.
Her eyes stared at me. There are no pupils, nothing I’d even call an eye there anymore. Just two long curved, stripes of white on her head, curling slightly into her forehead as thin black membranes bleed into the edges.
The black skin around her teeth receded back, showing more of her teeth, before lips formed over them, giving her just a slightly more human appearance. She moved forward, her long, slender legs carrying her as I’m reminded of just how small I am to her now.
I make it seem like she’s changed a lot. She hasn’t. Not entirely. When the symbiote changed her, it was almost like a suit. Pure black all over with white veins over her obsidian skin. She still had two arms and two legs, well, most of the time.
Her pure white eyes stared at me, curving slightly as she examined. “You look tired,” she commented, leaning down so that we were closer to the same height. I remembered being taller than Ann before all this. Now she towered almost half a foot over me.
“You look naked,” I replied, teasing her as tilted her head.
“Oh. Hehe, sorry,” she chuckled, before the black symbiote bonded to her began to morph and change slightly. It extended and stretched itself, turning into a dress with white frills on it. I raised my brow as she presented herself to me.
“A maid outfit? Really?”
“We serve the city as her lethal protector, we serve you as your girlfriend, wife, and slut,” she laughed, baring her needle-like teeth again as her white eyes tightened into two slits.
“You know you don’t have t-”
“We like being your little slut,” she growled, and I could feel the words tighten in my throat. Guilt quickly hits her as she bowed her head, ashamed. “We’re sorry. Feeling frisky today. Work was stressful.”
“I heard. You saved the city from that fishbowl headed guy.”
“Mysterio,” she hissed. “His robots were packing sonics.”
“Are you okay?” I asked, placing a hand on her cheek. My protective instinct. Can’t help myself. I have this built in desire to take care of others, especially my girl. Even when my girl was a badass superheroine.
“Yeah. Just hurt for a bit. We took care of them, and then we took care of Mysterio. Bit his head clean off.” I raised my brow, my finger frozen just above her lip. She smiled, revealing more and more of her teeth as the smile stretched farther than a normal person’s could.
“Don’t worry. He was another robot copy.”
“Did you know he was?”
“Eh. Fifty-fifty, but enough about my day, you’re tired. Tell me about yours.” She placed her hands on my arms and lifted me up, and I really couldn’t do anything about it. She towered over me, and she’s able to lift tanks like they’re nothing. I’m like a grape to her now.
She plopped me down on a chair, before she walked over to the oven to check on the food. I watched her, and even with the symbiote on her, I could still see my wife’s playful nature.
Ann’s hips swayed back and forth, the sway of the dress waving goodbye to me. She knew I liked them. Hell, that symbiote on her probably did too considering how close they were.
God, the way her ass swayed under the suit. I gulped, feeling hot as I pulled at my collar. “Tell us what happened,” she urged, glancing at me.
“Just my boss.”
I watched the symbiote tremble, little tendrils whipping out like small hairs. Her body bristled and vibrated as a low growl filled our home.
“We hate that man,” she confessed. “You should just let us talk to him. We’d make sure he wouldn’t talk down to you anymore.” She dipped her finger into the hot food, swirling it around. I flinched, fighting the urge to stop her.
Looking back, I should have known better. I’ve seen her tank bombs and pumpkin grenades right to the face. Some hot food wouldn’t have bothered her.
“I don’t want you hurting my boss. Criminals and masked psychos are one thing, but my boss is another.”
She introduced herself to the world as She-Venom about two months ago, and she’s been kicking ass since. The people of New York loved her, and the bad guys, well, they shat themselves at the thought of her.
Honestly, I always thought she was born for bigger things than me. Still do.
“Ann said that we only hurt bad people. Your boss sounds bad. Very naughty,” a low rumble of a voice growled out, and I knew it was the symbiote talking.
“I can handle my boss,” I replied. “Look, it doesn’t even matter.”
“You’re doing it again,” I heard Ann sigh. She walked away from the food and back to me, leaping onto the table. The wooden surface trembled and I caught a pepper shaker before it could hit the ground, before looking up at her. She leaned closer as her teeth parted. Her tongue slipped out, tasting the air around, licking up my scent as a long drop of drool fell onto my lap.
“You.” A clawed hand touched my cheek, forcing me to look at her. “You are too hard on yourself. Always trying to burden yourself with your problems. Let us help you.”
“I’m not going to let you eat my boss.”
“Not like that. Talk to us. Complain. It’s okay.” She leaned forward, and I could feel her black skin rubbing against mine. I closed my eyes and savored it, nuzzling against her. I kissed her neck and she let out a purr of approval. “You can be vulnerable around us.”
“It’s hard… to feel like what I go through matters that much when you’re out saving the universe.”
“That was one time. Iron Man asked for help,” she mumbled, before I placed my hands on her shoulders and pushed her back. A hundred of me couldn’t move her, but she understood what I needed and pulled back.
I stared into her eyes as I held her by her arms, gently stroking my thumbs up and down her smooth skin. She was so soft. Softer than I expected when I first saw her… like this.
Her white slits widened, taking in every detail of my melancholic smile. “I’m so proud of who you are. You’re a hero, Ann. I just… You shouldn’t have to spend your mornings fighting evil, and then come back to listen to me complain about my boss.”
“Our successes don’t devalue you,” she argued. “We want to hear it all. Every broken printer, every bad morning, every bitchy request your boss makes. Every success, every joke, everything. We’re getting married. That makes us equal.”
“Not to the rest of the world,” I muttered, and she placed her hands on my cheeks. She had to be careful not to accidentally cut me with her fingers as she stared into my eyes.
“Fuck the world. If they can’t see how amazing you are, fuck them.”
“If I can’t see how amazing I am?”
“Then we’ll fuck you.” We laughed, and she fell off the table, landing onto my lap. I was her prisoner, her legs on either side of me as she pulled my head down to her chest. Fuck, I loved it when she did this.
My face falls between her breasts and I feel the skin making up her dress moving under me, opening up so that I’m resting on her black tits. They were so fucking soft, and pillowy. If I died down there, I’d be a happy man.
“I love you, baby.” That soft voice was my Ann’s
“And we will always be here for you.” And that was her symbiote’s.
They were two different beings, but in my heart, I wasn’t sure where one ended and the other began. At this point, I saw them as one person. My girl. My love. My superhero.
I close my eyes, nestling myself between her tits as I took in her scent. She still smelled like my Ann. A bit sweatier, maybe. A bit sweeter, like candy. I laughed again, muffled by her breasts.
“How does dinner sound? You can tell us all about work while we eat?” she asked, playing with my hair as I nod against her tits. “We got chocolate cake too, for dessert.”
“And you didn’t already eat it?”
“Er, n-no. We ate most of it, but we left you a slice.” I pulled my face from her breasts, just so I could catch the sight of an embarrassed She-Venom. “O-okay. A couple of bites.”
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Dinner was amazing. Ann was one hell of a cook, and the symbiote was a great sous chef. I patted my stomach as they licked their teeth.
“Good?”
“Great,” I replied.
“Now then, what else would you like to do to work off your stress?” she raised her brow, and I knew exactly what she meant.
Ann was never very sexual. She seemed pretty embarrassed by it, even when we shared little things like certain traits or gestures we found attractive. That all changed when the symbiote bonded to her.
It had been almost a week since we last did it as I looked up at her, raising my brow. Her snake-like tongue slipped out between her teeth, licking them as her clawed fingers scratched at the table.
“Wanna go a few rounds?”
“I might have a bruise or two still from last time,” I thought aloud, and I could see the concern in her eyes for just a moment.
“We didn’t hurt you that bad, did we?”
I laughed at her concern, and I watched She-Venom, the Lethal Protector, pout in anger. Then I grinned at her.
“Let’s go.”
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Sex with She-Venom was as wild as you imagined. She tackled me down, knocking me onto our bed. I groaned in pain, and she apologized, before I felt her teeth against my neck.
She could kill me so damn easily, but all I feel are her lips against my skin, kissing me as her hands tore my clothes off.
“Fuck, you smell so fucking good. Want you bad, baby,” she huffed, sucking on my skin, before kissing my cheek. She kissed my lips, her tongue slipping into my mouth. I moaned loudly, feeling her hands against my naked skin as she began to grind against and hump my leg.
Her tongue explored the inside of my mouth as my cock harden, pressing against her body. Black tendrils wrapped around it, and I moan again, louder this time. She pulled back, reeling her tongue out of my mouth.
“S-sorry,” she panted. “Too much?”
I glanced down, watching her black tendrils gently stroking my dick like little fingers.
“N-no. Just didn’t know you could do that.”
“New trick. Wanna see another?” She kissed me again as I felt her breasts against my body. They rubbed against my chest, before I began to feel them… grow. My eyes widened, and I took one of them in my hand, squeezing and kneading it as I felt it growing against my fingers.
Fuck, they were getting big. I found a nipple and I gave it a squeeze, earning two moans from my love’s lips.
“We love you,” they both hissed, before I felt her pull away. She sat on top of me, placing her body just over her cock as her long tongue licked the air. “We love you so fucking much, and we want your cock to fuck us every. Single. Day.”
“I-I don’t know if I can do that.” Her hand fell onto my chest, pushing me against the bed as her drool dripped down her long teeth and onto my chest.
“Then we’ll go easy on you. Every other day.” She moved her hips down, and my cock slipped right into her pussy, filling her. She moaned loudly as her womanhood squeezed my cock, embracing it as she lowered herself down.
Her tight pussy slid down the sides of my dick, filling her as I moaned loudly. I reached my hands up to try and grope her chest, but I couldn’t reach them. So she fell forward, letting her large breasts smack my face, nipples dragging along my skin.
I opened my mouth, taking one of her nipples in my mouth and suckling on it. She moaned again, louder this time as her body pressed against mine. The whole length of my cock vanished inside of her, squeezed tightly by her pussy. Then she rolled us over,laying on the bed with me on top of her.
“Fuck me.” They said that in two united voices. One singular entity. Tendrils oozed out of their body, wrapping around me as I began to fuck her as hard my body could give it. She moaned loudly, mouth stretching out wide as moans flooded out of her mouth.
Her tight, wet cunt fit like a sheath around my cock as I moaned loudly, panting as I rocked my body back and forth. Her tendrils wrapped around me, pulling me when she felt like I was about to pop out of her.
Our moans mixed together as her fingers dug into my back. I was bleeding, but I didn’t fucking care. I was overwhelmed with lust and desire as I pounded her cunt. I felt the tip of my cock hammering her G-spot, slamming into her again and again as she roared with ecstasy and pleasure.
“Oh, fuck! Give it to me! I love you, baby! I-I...ahhh!”
She came, and I felt my dick throbbing, pulsing inside of her, before I filled her with my seed. She was milking me, and I felt a rush of euphoria and pleasure filling me. I moaned loudly, unleashing so much of my cum into her as her tongue smacked against my skin, licking up sweat, tasting me as I held her as tightly as I could.
Then I went limp, panting as she purred, kissing and licking my body as her hands gently stroked my body.
“I love you,” I whispered, nuzzling against her.
“And I love you,” they replied together, before Ann kissed my head and the symbiote cradled me in several black tendrils.
