This choice: Women start to become addicted to the symbiote infused clothes. • Go Back... Her obsession started a few days ago. Kate had been sleeping with her boss for months. He was an older guy, dignified, kind, and very rich. At first she was happy with it just being a fling, but with how close she worked to him as his secretary it became an almost daily thing. He showered the young woman with gifts and even promised to leave his wife for her. He left a gift for her the other night no doubt more for him than her. Some expensive new lingerie, garters and stockings with a web like design in the weave. She thought it was a bit highschool goth for her taste but she was happy to please. When she first tried them on she fell in love with them. She had to have more and her boss was happy to see her in them. Soon she had the whole line. Under her blouse and pencil skirt she wore Mary Jane's Venom line corset and lace panties. Her original stockings had become a staple in her attire. Kate sat at her desk, her desktop background was the model Mary Jane from various shoots. She had seen her on the packaging and ads wearing the sexy clothes and just couldn't get the woman out of her head. Whenever she looked at Mary Jane's picture she was filled with a mix of admiration, jealousy, and even a little lust. It was time for her regular ‘meeting’ with the boss. She closed the door behind her and the middle-aged man reclined back in his seat with a smile. Kate stripped with a dance down to her underwear. She tried her best to emulate how Mary Jane performed in the ads. A sexy stride, she'd caressed herself, then crawled toward the man. She stopped in front of him and began to fondle herself. She rubbed her stiff nipples and unzipped her man's slacks. She felt him grow hard in her hands. “Does he see me like her?” She found herself thinking about the red haired woman again. “God I wish I could be as sexy as she is.” Her thoughts drifted further away from the present and towards her growing obsession. Her hands drifted away from him and back towards herself. She drifted further from reality completely ignoring her boss and instead fingered herself. “MJ” she moaned. She wanted to be her or be with her. she wasn't sure which anymore.
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A few blocks from the newsroom Betty Brant walked into a store. She had been in a slump lately. She decided on a whim to buy something kinky. “feeling sexy, will help me feel more confident again” she thought. She managed to find the popup before it had completely sold out. She blushed as she picked up a piece that was more a set of straps then clothing. When she touched it she could picture herself so vividly, as if she were outside her body admiring herself. She saw her short bob cut hair. She stood in stiletto high heels. Her lips painted crimson and curled into a Dom like scowl. A spiked choker sat at the start of a fishnet bodysuit. She was wearing the harness that sat in her hands in reality. A single horizontal leather strap bound her breasts covering her nipples joined at a metal ring in the front. A second strap ran down from the choker and buried itself under her squashed tits and down to the crotch piece. To say the garment covered her pelvis would be an embellishment, a second ring sat just above her pussy were it split out to smaller straps creating an open triangle that framed her vagina. The image flashed away just as quick as it appeared. Her face was beet red, she needed to live that daydream herself. As she checked out Betty saw the promotional materials with Mary Jane showing off her body in every different lingerie. Her brain tingled again like when she pictured herself. Now that she thought about it Peter hadn't mentioned her when hed come in lately. Betty decided she should call to congratulate her recent success later.
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Felicia checked her mirror for the fifth time in just as many minutes. She obsessively checked her hair and dress. They were going to a pretty trendy bar, but was it too much. Her favorite little black dress accented by her most recently ‘acquired’ necklace and earrings. “God, I'm acting like i'm going to my first middle school dance.” Felicia fretted. Still, she wanted everything to go perfect. She wanted to be a friend to MJ, she needed to make up for her past pettiness.
Felicia met MJ on a rooftop bar overlooking the city. She was impressed, given MJ and Peter's humble apartment she didn't think the redhead had such fancy taste.
“Felicia!” Mary Jane called out. She waved to the blonde and gave her a hug.
Felicia lingered in the hug an extra beat or two. MJ had this beautiful vanilla scent to her that made Felicia want to melt. “It's good to see you.” Felicia said blushing. “ You look great, that dress is amazing.”
“Thank you, and I have to say I like this outfit of yours much more than the ones I normally get to see you in at night.” MJ winked.
“Yeah, well a Cat can take a night off to meet a friend. But if it'd make it things more familiar I can always change for you.” She laughed.
The two sat in a nice private corner, fire pit keeping them toasty despite the night chill.
“So, I have to ask. Why call it Venom. Is it you know…” Felicia said.
"Oh that.”MJ acted embarrassed. “It's something marketing can't up with. They thought a villain would go with the whole bad bitch vibe we’re going for. And since my history of being kidnapped a few times by him, we thought it would turn some heads.”
The two drank, ate, and laughed. Felicia leaned forward her hand on her cheek. Why hadn't she done this earlier, she had missed out on a great friend. MJ was so easy to talk to. She could gaze into her eyes and listen to her for hours. She found herself agreeing but for the life of her couldn't remember the conversation much. She would time and time again apologize to MJ and MJ would always kindly push back telling her it was all in the past. She didn't deserve such a friend.
When the check came Felicia quickly swiped it before MJ could even think to act. “It's on me.” She gave a catlike grin.
“Oh no you don’t” MJ smiled. “I invited you out so I'll be taking the check. Her acting chops worked overtime to keep up the too nice for the world girl next door act. On the inside she showered in the praise Felicia threw at her throughout the night. Her ability to push emotions and mentally steer Felicia grew every moment she was in contact with the symbiote infused clothing. MJ wanted to cackle, the bimbo was even wearing the thong as they spoke. She pushed guilt out like a gun.
Felicia’s face went somber. No Mary Jane, let me please. I just want to make it up to you. Trying to steal Peter all those times. I didn't even really want him. I did it just as a thrill because I knew he was taken”.
MJ's face shifted into a convincing fake frown.”Nope, no talking about Peter. Our fight isn't your fault. If you want to pay fine, but I don't want to hear you apologize about it again.”
“Deal!” Felicia said her face glowed with admiration. “But if we're even now…” she smiled like the cat that caught the canary. “How about hooking your bff up with some of your new stuff. I heard you're putting out activewear soon and it's already sold out in pre-orders.”
“Absolutely, they give me so much of it for different style mockups and prototypes. I can get you enough to replace your whole wardrobe.” She laughed. At the same time she willed the symbiote in Felicia's thong to subtly begin to squirm. She wanted to really plant the seed of always wearing her infused clothing.
“you’re the best.” Felicia said a slight shiver ran through her spine as the squirming began.
"I know.” MJ gave an impish grin.
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