Tawns of Fun

Imagine bumping into Venom at the rave. 

You tell him Eddie’s worried about him. Then you notice the glow necklaces. He offers you one in exchange for flashing. 

“What?” you snapped, arms akimbo. “Eddie didn’t teach you that.” 

“…He did.” 

“Bad alien. We’re going home.” 

You took Venom’s hand in your own, waiting for him to infest you. And ignore a couple of guys who were giving the symbiote thumbs up. 

Note: No particular Spidey in mind. Added Venom, to fit the monster and/or villain angle of this blog. 

Imagine breaking up with Peter and moving across the country to get away from him. 

Imagine hooking up with Venom after he takes care of the robber.

It was hard not to rub your thighs together when Eddie came into the store. The presence of a cute regular just made the wait for your shift to be over even more agonizing. Playing with yourself wouldn’t be happening for at least another half hour.

Before you could piece together a juicy daydream, someone pulled a gun on Mrs. Chen. You braced yourself against the shelf you’d been stocking. And watched as the extorter was confronting by a hulking, glistening... humanoid Gak? A distorted voice threatened your boss’s assailant, and you involuntarily clutched your c/u/n/t.

“What the hell are you?”

Slime slid back to reveal Eddie was engulfed by this monstrosity. “We are Venom.”

It didn’t bother you in the least that your drawers were getting deluged. You were sweltering in the rest of your clothes, though. Seeing Venom “take care” of the robber didn’t bother you, either. What did bother you was when he oozed back inside his host, who then explained Venom was “a parasite.”

“He’s beautiful,” you gushed. Eddie ogled you before his face was again enveloped in black slime.

“You’re nubile,” Venom replied. You smiled and took his hand in your own. As you led both males out of the store, the symbiote re-entered Eddie but allowed strands of himself to stick to your warm palm.

Imagine the Green Goblin feeling a surge of green hot envy every time he sees you trailing behind Spider-Man. Spidey doesn’t seem to know who are, but you seem to know enough about that pest to feign playing catch-up. You obviously don’t take being a hero seriously. Norman’s not really sure you’re all that heroic, actually. He is sure you’d make a fun mother, though.

Venom also wants to be inside you. Not so much for breed/ing purposes. Although, if asked, the symbiote wouldn’t mind seeing you swollen with spawn. Especially after bonding with Mysterio.

You haven’t been seeing Quentin for long when he finds out about your alter ego. Because Venom told him. As much as he wanted you for a host, fuck/ing you with someone else’s body sounds even more fun. Someone else who already knows what you’re into. They’re both so eager to share you.

So eager to share you that, when they come across the Green Goblin tearing an opening at the cr0tch of your suit, they forgive him for using sleeping gas on you.

Imagine Venom finding out about your little dalliances with Spider-Man. He decides to infest someone with a similar body type in order to seduce you. How lucky was it for him to stumble across Peter Parker first?

His host is unfortunately not on board with the symbiote’s plans for you. Which just makes Venom more determined to improve your and Spidey’s sex life with his sliminess.

Imagine Venom loving having you as his host. You’re so kink/y. To show his appreciation, the symbiote seeks out men you find attractive in order to infest them for your pleasure.

Imagine Venom infesting your boyfriend in order to have you. Peter was going to wait until the class trip in Europe to try to bring your relationship to the next level. But the symbiote’s getting him hot and bothered now.

Venom’s continuously pumping l3wd thoughts into Peter’s head. What do you look like nak3d, how do you want Peter to touch you, what would you do to Peter?

Crawling through your bedroom window, your slime-encased BF is grateful that he at least had enough brainpower to send a text beforehand. And that you texted back you “loved surprises.”

Imagine being Venom’s host and you two finding creative ways to interact.

You: Running your fingers through him like he’s Gak. Letting him engulf you and slither all over you.

Him: Stimulating multiple parts of your body at once. Leaving tiny pinpricks over said parts. (Considering the size of his teeth, that’s impressive.)

Request: “Being Spider-Woman & Venom Having a Thing For You Would Include...” Man, I feel like a Spider-Newb. I guess what I wrote is sort of compliant to some canon Venom media.   

Being Spider-Woman and Venom having a thing for you would involve…

Imagine having unprotected s*x with Venom while he’s engulfing Eddie. Venom assures you he’ll absorb his host’s sp*rm; Eddie and you assume symbiote-human interbreeding can’t happen. Both that promise and assumption are thrown out the window when your alien boyfriend unexpectedly goes into heat.

Imagine being a coworker of Dr. Skirth’s and Venom developing a little crush on you that carries over and intensifies when Eddie becomes his host. 

“I like her.” “What?” “Get in that.” “What? No, she works directly under Drake.” “Pussy.”