Ann Weying enjoyed her late night showers. She was financially secure, so she would sometimes just show for nearly an hour. She tried to tell herself that the stimulation she gave herself was more than she could hope for from any man; especially Eddie Brock. Tonight was like every other; she stood totally nude in her shower, blazing hot with steam. She rubbed her genitals every couple of minutes; she found that every woman has to have stimulation to stay sane. Ann had very thick skin, which was something she was born with, so the scolding water was very pleasing to her. He felt each jet of water be obstructed by her body and run down it, guided by her skin.
After around forty minutes in the shower, the power went out. The bathroom was totally dark, and Ann couldn't see a foot in front of her face. The water had stopped when the power went out, but after Ann heard some kind of rumbling in the pipes, the shower resumed. Ann felt the water run down her body, but this time it was much slower in doing so. It almost felt like it was sticking to her.
All at once her power was restored, and Ann saw that she was no longer showering in water. Black ooze spewed from her shower head directly onto her body. Ann out of instinct tried to ply the goo off, but it was attached like a second skin. Tendrils started to protrude from her new skin and very quickly wrap around parts of her body that were uncovered. Her torso fell first; it was entirely engulfed in pulsating black ooze. It spread out to her arms and legs, but the next complete section were her hips. The ooze smooth-fully wrapped around her crotch and encased it.
Ann Weying tried to lift her feet to get out of the shower, but she found that a black puddle of the ooze had formed at the floor of the shower, and her feet were stuck. She saw tendrils form from the puddle and entwine around her feet. The ooze covered her neck but stopped short of her head. She continued to try to rip the ooze off until her arms and hand were covered as well. When that happened, her arms went limp beside her. Her legs became encased, met in the middle by the ooze forming from her torso and the puddle. The ooze encased her with no room. All of her human features pushed through the ooze. Her nipples, labia, and ass-crack were easily seeable. Instead of Venom-style boots, each of her toes was individually encased.
This whole time, the ooze never stopped moving. It amorphously shifted over her body, but didn't go farther than her neck. Ann looked down to see that the puddle holding her in place was gone; the puddle had completely encased her legs. The shower stopped.
"Ann..." The symbiote said in her mind. "We have been together before...let's do it again." Ann had already realized this was the venom symbiote. She was imparted with every memory Eddie Brock had, information that she disliked in general. Then she was given every personal detail about Spider-Man. Peter Parker.
"I..." Ann started, "I do think you are useful, but I will not join with you. This is my body, and you are a guest." Ann felt the symbiote invade her vagina. It slithered all the way into her womb, which was quickly filled with the symbiote's form. "Nice try."
Ann's mind now entered itself. She stood in infinity; a black area of nothingness. She stood naked infront of the Symbiote, which had taken on her feminine features. "Ann..." The symbiote started, "...we would be unstoppable together...our minds must meld, just like our bodies already have." Ann smiled. She approached the symbiote.
"I don't intend to fuck up my mind like Eddie did. I will still take you however." Ann grabbed the symbiote, and pulled in onto herself.
"WHAT?! NO!" The symbiote's voice hollered as it was forced to bond with Ann. She had achieved mental dominance, and she had suppressed the symbiote's mind.
Ann now returned to reality. Her head was still untouched, but the ooze had stopped moving. It encrusted her form perfectly. Her superior hourglass hips were pronounced. Her nipples and vagina looked like a marble sculptural has formed them in their now blackened state. Her fingers and toes were individually wrapped.
Now Ann felt the symbiote cover her face. She had full control
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
