Spider-Man: Sticky Web of Sins
Chapter 4: Nightmare Cunts
Triple penetration caused pussy lips to weaken and gape, like they were spreading to birth a baby Madam Web. Three rhino horns face-fucked her slutty mouth, which smelled of Warburton's Seeded Batch. Madam Web expressively waved and flailed her arms about in ritualistic display; it must have been some jizzy web incantation, as her eyes were closed, and she was reciting more old magic with her forked tongue.
"Tit licky licky bum sucky sucky dicks docked deliciously japseye japseye japseye dicky sucky licky putty cummy slut in my mouthy so fucking good shave my clit and call me Martha." Little would an observer know that this was just her way of begging for more rhinoceros cocks.
With an explosion of jizz, she summoned more, but her plan backfired, and she created a portal, which lead back to Spider-Man's real dimension. There were now, at least 12, Rhinos and they got bored of her cunt – like a squirrel gets bored of its little bollocks and jumped through the new portal.
"I fucked up, I fucked up, I fucked up" She chanted in regret, her vaj-clarity kicking in. "I was supposed to help Spider-Man, not send at least twelve Rhino's into his world!" She stripped naked, a vital ingredient to create portals and made a new portal, which led to where Spider-Man now resided. "I need to help him return home, before more shit goes randomly wrong."
Madam Web's stinky toes trod through the ether, the place between dimensions; in this lonely void, she decided now was a great time to have an introspective monologue moment.
"My horniness clouded my vision once again, like it always has done. I swore to be celibate, since The Beyonder died of fucking me too much. I couldn't suppress my devilish desires and couldn't convince my slitty clitty to be un-erect. That was only three days ago and already I've betrayed the promise I made to myself. He died because of my cunt and I, and I will forever live with the shame."
After her little, gay moment, she appeared in the dimension where we last saw Spider-Man.
She looked around; a barren wasteland that used to be New York City lay before her.
She then felt something squidgy tickle her bum hole. She looked over her shoulder and saw it was a middle-aged, hairy finger. She followed the finger to its owner, who was no other than J Jonah Jameson. But in this dimension, he was a rapey zombie; his flesh green and his brain showing clearly through his cracked cranium.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Screaming a scream that only a person who's just seen a zombie J Jonah Jameson could scream, she screamed and ran away down some random alleyway. She bumped into a red-haired female with a yellow jumper on. "Oh, thank God, it's you, Mary Jane." Madam Web spoke with a sigh. She was ignored then looked confused and turned the woman around.
"I am Mary Jane no longer! Call me Mary Jane Pussy Flame!" She screeched like JJ's zip earlier in this story and unleashed her fiery cunt on Madam Web. "Your pussy!" She remarked, looking at the other woman as just her pussy went thermonuclear, which caused her jeans to separate in a perfect pussy-shaped way. It shone like a religious icon, then began to burn Madam Web's face slightly.
She turned to run when the Zombie JJ neared. "I'm doomed! My old magic won't work in this dimension, for some reason which I should've mentioned to myself earlier. I mean, I could've got a gun from The Punisher or something!"
Madam Web pissed herself in fear as she was approached rapily from both sides. As they got close enough to give cunnilingus to, if you were that was inclined, a bright line shone on the entire area. Madam Web was immune to blindingly bright lights, ever since Mysterio taught her how to orchestrate a no-hands orgasm for herself and her cunt, so she was unaffected – but the Zombie JJ, and Mary Jane Pussy Flame could no longer see. Ever again.
"My eyes! We Rutherford's have excellent vision! Wait… Who's there… Ah! Guess it was nothing… Your friend, he must've taken it – not possible, you witch!" They began talking like this; the blinding light must have also had some delirious effect on the pair, as they were now spouting these random bollocks out of their stinky yet sexy mouths.
"You haven't heard of my poison blade – how unfortunate… For you!" A male's voice cut through the light and sound, then sliced Mary Jane Pussy Flame's head off, then cleaved Zombie Jameson in twain. For some reason, there was a light smoke obscuring the mysterious figure's face.
"Who are you?" Madam Web asked, before the figure turned into view.
It was an incredibly hunky version of Robbie Robertson.
"I saw Spider-Man fighting a symbiote earlier, when I drove by." He spoke casually.
"Show me where." Madam Web spoke ungratefully.
He nodded then lead her to where the fight between Spider-Man and the symbiote was still raging.
"This dimension's Spider-Man has already been killed by this symbiote monstrosity. It's been on more pussies than Elvis and has acquired what is known as the perfect pussy formula – which grants it incredible power, and the perk of never having to wash its cunt. It gets especially strong if it latches onto a host with a small penis." Madam Web looked horrified. "We need to stop it from getting Spider-Man's then, or it'll be invincible!" Robbie's exposition finished as he was headshotted by Kingpin, who was a literal giant asshole in this dimension, wielding a sniper rifle from atop Fisk Towers.
Out of desperation, Madam Web got on her knees. She knew she could get some of her power back, if only she could suck a big, black cock. Her eyes then met the deceased penis of Robbie Robertson – eyes to japseye; she had no choice. Apparently, he still had enough blood in his body to engorge his massive cock into an erect monster and she sucked it like a dehydrated person on I Almost Died sucks an ice cube.
Feeling cum-energy wriggle through her pussy and glands, a cock came out of her cunt and her mangina – the absolute source of her power – was born. She stood defiant and faced Fisk Towers; The Kingpin smiled and closed one eye, aiming down his scope at Madam Web's forehead. Just as he squeezed the trigger fully, she disappeared like Jonathan Reed from Vampyr.
Fisk sweated, feeling a sudden presence behind him. Madam Web had teleported behind the huge, gaping asshole and fucked it forcefully and without consent. She then put on some 72" high heels and kicked him, like Nina from Tekken and he fell form the top of his Fisk Towers and landed on a spike, killing him instantly.
Spider-Man was forced to fondle the tits of the Felecia Hardy who was symbiotically possessed. "We need to have our tits sucked!" She screamed, like someone had donkey-punched her cunt. Spider-Man felt horny, but the symbiote ad already choked his cock to the point of being miniature once again.
Venom Felecia then opened her vagina, and like when you open a window on a plane at 30,000 feet, Spider-Man's head was sucked completely in. He couldn't breathe. Just like when JJ raped his mouth recently, but he wasn't secretly asking for this, or enjoying it.
He began to feel his life slip away from him.
Felecia Venom tore at his lycra costume, exposing his burger nips and sucked them hungrily, to see if they tasted of Big Mac or Rustler's. She tongued his smooth armpits and savoured the sweaty musk, like a lion who savours the chase before the kill.
The symbiote then formed a big, black cock and forced it up Spider-Man's arsehole, ripping a perfectly oval hole into his skin-tight, gay attire. She pulled the big, black cock out suddenly and deliciously and watched the last seconds of life leave Spider-Man's weakening efforts to escape her cunt head trap.
Madam Web then teleported to Spider-Man, as he was about to be killed by the symbiote, grabbed his, now small again, penis, and teleported them back to her throne room. She sat back on her chair, confidently, like she hadn't done fucked up.
"I had to rescue you there, Spider-Man! If you can't even save yourself, how are you gonna save New York?" She questioned rhetorically.
"I-I…" Spider-Man tried.
"Silence!" Madam Web demanded, swapping the leg of her which was crossed, before crossing her legs again, like Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct.
She decided not to mention the Rhinos.
"I will now return you to your world, Spider-Man. I will summon you again when the plot demands it."
The pink, fishy clouds covered him again, then he was waking up back at his flat, as Petr Parker and in his little pyjamas.
He groggily got up, thinking It might have been a dream, then he noticed some of Madam Web's discarded cunt juices on his bare feet, from the thin covering which enveloped the floor of her domain, for some reason. He sniffed it and bit his toenails while he was there, to neaten them up a little.
Peter then felt his stomach rumble, so he got up and made his way into the kitchen, where the door was still destroyed, and the refrigerator door was hanging off, from his recent fuck-up. After spreading some butter on some raw Weetabix, he turned on the TV and sat at his breakfast bar.
"Breaking news: Doctor Curt Connors has finally unveiled his plot device… I mean new experiment: The Neogenic Recombinator. He will be unveiling it tonight at Oscorp, the company who have endorsed and fully funded the scientist ever since he was discredited by his university for, allegedly, rimming Michael Morbius, a favourite student of his."
Peter began his morning masturbation session.
"For his demonstration tonight, he will be joined by famous scientist: Dr. Otto Octavius, who only has two arms." The news reporter then finished her interview and Peter finally spunked at the scientific discovery, and for his secret lust he held for Dr. Connors, his crush from when he was younger and a student of him.
Parker then turned the TV off and walked into the hallway. He must've noticed it earlier, must've stepped over it, in fact, but there was Aunt May, unconscious on the floor near their front door. She was clothed, but as he turned her over, he could tell her pussy and tits were out for all to see. He wrapped her in carpet, to hide her heat, and her shame, then inspected her for injuries.
He saw her neck was bruised in several places, but then remembered that he'd smashed her head inside their refrigerator, only days earlier.
"Aunt May, are you okay?" He asked like a retard.
She began to awaken a little, as he shook her, like when you shake a baby violently.
"Oh… Peter…" She looked like she'd been out on the razz all night.
"Last night, I was…" With a flash, she saw her cunt being vacuum-sucked by Hob Nob Goblin again, and it all came back to her; slowly, slowly, but not quite all of it as she was quite thick.
"You need some rest" He told her, like a bossy, bitch nurse and carried her to his bed, because hers was inaccessible after she shit the bed, the other day. He watched her sleep, then she rolled over and her cheek made a squelching sound as it encountered some of Peter's morning wet dream jizzies.
After turning her light off, thanking God for those blackout blinds she bought recently, Peter heard the doorbell ring.
When he answered the door, Robbie Robertson was stood there, casually and like it was the most normal thing ever.
"Peter, I just saw JJ with some guy named Mac Gargan on their way to Doctor Connor's lab, as I was just driving by…" He said, like he was a real character and not just a plot device.
"Just as his Neogenic Recombinator has been finished. Sounds suspicious." Peter said.
"I… Erm… Need to go and get some shopping. Watch Aunt May for me, okay? Here's $15 for takeaway." Peter said, handing Robbie the cash and not bothering to get dressed because he had his Spidey-Suit on under his PJs. He didn't care that this might look weird to Robbie, as he knew he was thick as his cock.
Peter then went to the roof to change into his Spidey-Suit and webswinged towards Dr. Connor's laboratory.
Robbie went to check on Aunt May and smiled before closing the door. Little did anyone know, the Felisha Hardy/pussy-infused perfect pussy symbiote was watching everything, from its hiding spot. It had attached itself to Peter as he left, wanting out of that gay world he was in. I say he, because there was a little willy amongst the slime of its symbiote form.
It squelched and watched Robbie walk away from Aunt May and begin to order his McDonald's straight away. She got horny in sleep and came. He sat down on their trampy sofa and began to fist-fuck his wanting anus and the symbiote watched all these sexy happenings, growing stronger every second.
It had caused the destruction in its own dimension, and now it knew - it had to sex this world, too.
Well, that's the end of another chapter. If you're reading this and not reviewing, I'm very disappointed in you. I had a private message from someone asking for Kraven the Hunter to fuck the cunt of JJ.
This is wrong on so many levels.
I love it.
Japsye.
Dicks docked deliciously.
Seriously – review.
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