Looking to each other
knowingly, both Carol and Jen moved closer, seeing an immediate change in the
green arachnid’s demeanor. “Spider-Man? Can you think straight? Are you back to
normal?”
Strangely, Peter
Parker slowly began to wobble about, his balance becoming a bit tricky while he
chuckled and giggled to himself. “Oh, hey big green titty lady, WOW you got
big… Whatcha been eating anyway? The jolly green giant?” Collapsing back onto
his rear, Spider-Man’s chuckles turned to full on laughter, holding his sides
with all six of his clawed hands. “Oh hey, I gots more handssh… Wooh! Whissssh
ones my favorite? Oh, there you are!” Pulling up his lower left claw it gave
him the finger. “Huh… guess not.”
Blinking back at
Spider-Man in surprise, Jennifer looked to the others and found them all...
Well, shit-faced drunk!
The pink and white
Spider-Gwen spun around from the silk strand she dangled from before she lost
her grip and dropped like a tonne of bricks, rolling onto her back and laughing
like a hyena. Silk had already fallen to the ground and found herself tangled
in her own webbing, staring back sleepily at the cat’s cradle she was occupied
with while her tongue stuck out of her mouth. Black Widow and Spider Woman were
still perched above a light post but were now drunkenly making out, their many
hands getting in the way of each other and wincing when their fangs clicked
together.
“This is just screwed
up…” Huffed Carol, shaking her head at the show of 5 giant spider monsters
rolling around, blink drunk.”
“What the hell? I
didn’t brew any with ‘Irish Cream’, why is everyone acting like its happy
hour?!”
Drinking the last
drop that the thermos had to offer, Venom tossed the empty container away and
landed gracefully on his clawed feet. “Because caffeine is like alcohol to a
spider.” Rolling his shoulders and standing up straight, Venom looked down at
himself and shifted his appearance, balancing out the mass in his form so that
all six of his arms were the same size and straightened out his eyes, which
were floating around the surface of his head before focusing them back to the
front of his face. “But unlike the spiders over there, WE are not arachnids.”
“Well… At least YOU
are in control, what happened here anyway?” Asked Jen, seeing one of her son’s
tug at her dress and thoughtfully lifted him up to hold at her size, still
marvelling at how rapidly he and the others were maturing.
“Spider-Man got
turned a little while ago and started looking for others like him, turning
those two ladies and bringing Black Widow and Spider-Woman along with him. He
tried to get us too but our other took the brunt of his radioactive poisons.”
“Leading you to look
like an eight-legged acid trip?” Pointed Carol with a smirk.
Crossing his many
arms, Venom smiled a toothy grin. “Yes, and YOU into a giant blue slut,
Spider-Man never shut up about how you just stomped into his apartment and
jackhammered him and his wife!”
Glaring back with a
stern look, Carol stomped over and stood to loom over the symbiote clad agent
with her hands at her wide hips. “What was that little man? Call me a slut
again and I’ll drive my fist up your ass, my other down your throat and play
you like a damn accordion!” Suddenly the trio gasped, a flush of warmth passed
through them that made their hearts boom in their chests and lose the strength
to stand. Falling to her knees, Carol moaned and kneaded her massive breasts, a
light blue blush on her cheeks. “Wha… What IS that?”
Jennifer had put her
son down and fell to her own knees, intense arousal flooded into her being.
Looking over to the gamma spiders she still found Black Widow and Spider-Woman
making out and suddenly realised what was going on. “Jessica… It’s her
pheromones…” The former hydra agent was giving off potent pheromones that had
the whole group collapse in intense arousal, Carol didn’t even resist when she
felt Spider-Man come up behind her and line himself up. Trying to fight it at best she could,
She-Hulk lost her resolve when she looked up at what the pheromones were doing
to Venom. Instantly the symbiote had formed a massive erection that was as big
and long as his forearm! With balls that began to form and swell to the size of
melons. Licking her lips, Jen pounced on her prize.
*
Reaching out with his
mind, Charles Xavier breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on a pile of
bricks, one of the few things left of his mansion after his X-Men had all been
turned into hulkish monsters and demolished it. Feeling a warm body press up
against his back, the professor looked over his shoulder to find Storm draping
her hands over his shoulders affectionately, her large breasts mashed against
the broad space of his back. “I take it you not frowning means Emma took back
the rest of the X-men?” When Storm was snapped out of her feral state thanks to
the coffee she didn’t have too much time to gather her wits when her water
broke and she gave birth to two daughters and four sons. Now her sextuplets
slept nearby, tended to by Psylocke along with Rogue’s five daughters. “Yes, it
was a slow process but they’re all heading back now.”
“Hmm, good to hear.”
Shaking her long green hair, Rogue had stood up and joined the two, sitting
down next to Charles’s side and pressing her shoulder against his thigh, nearly
resting her head on his knee. Rogue had gone through the same ordeal when she
regained her self control. Waking up to find herself massive, green and full in
the throes of labour. Thirty minutes later, the southern belle had recovered
amazingly fast… And had become rather clingy. Now that in her Hulkish state she
had absolute control of her powers she had been capitalizing on being able to
touch and hold just about everyone around her, but her main focus had been the
Professor. “Still… It’s not like that wasn’t FUN’n all.”
“Oh, I can’t disagree
Rogue.” Smiled Ororoe warmly, her hands gently kneading the professor’s
shoulders before bringing a hand to affectionately comb at his new green hair.
“But It’s a shame I can’t remember who the father of my little bundles of joy
are.” Leaning down until her tusked lips reached Xavier’s ear she whispered.
“Then again I know who’s going to be the father of my NEXT litter.”
Eyes going wide,
Charles looked up to find the orc woman giving him a hungry look, the same look
Rogue and Psylocke were giving him right now. “OH LOOK! My X-MEN are back!”
Standing up and moving away from the attention, the Professor was relieved to
find the large crowd of Hulks make their way back, his smile turned to a
grimace when he spotted who was leading them all back and the state she was in.
Emma Frost huffed with each step, deeply annoyed at the way her swollen breasts
jostled back and forth, staining her make-shift top. But her real problem was
the bulk of her pregnant belly, one hand rubbed its surface to calm the storm
of kicks she felt inside while her other hand rested on her hip to keep her
balance. The other ladies looked on with knowing pity when the alabaster woman
slowly lowered herself to sit and sighed in relief.
“Everyone… Huff… Is
here and accounted for… Professor.”
“Good to know, I take
it there wasn’t too much trouble reigning them all in?”
Giving the green
skinned man a haughty grin, Emma was smug. “I am the White Queen Charles,
control is what I’m known for.”
“YOU DID WHAT?!”
Roared Cyclops, glaring down with his single glowing eye at the indifferent
Wolverine. “I’m jut saying, I think I remembered plowing Emma when this all
happened.”
“She’s my fiancé
Logan!”
“Oh, please Scott,
Emma’s been knocking boots behind your back even BEFORE she became a giant
albino porn queen.” Pointing towards his lupine snout, the giant green wolf
continued. “Believe me, the nose knows.”
“Logan!”
“Oh you need proof?
Hey everybody, raise your hand if you rolled around in the hay with the ‘Head
Mistress’ over there.” Instantly raising his own hand, the two looked around to
find a rather large chorus of hands slowly get raised; Gambit raised his hand,
then Ice Man, Colossus raised his and got an elbow from Kitty, even Laura
slowly raised hers.
“YOU MOTHER…” Cocking
back his fist, Cyclops took a swing at Wolverine, his strike missing the wolf’s
nose by almost half a foot.
“The mighty Cyclops
everybody! No fear, no hesitation… No depth perception, heh.” The laugh was
short lived when Cyclops gave Wolverine a full hit from his optic blasts,
sending the man hurtling towards a tree several yards away. Watching on with
mild embarrassment, Charles crossed his arms and shook his head. “Oh yes Emma,
the very definition of control.”