Sunlight slowly crept across the carpet with all the gradual determination of gravity's might, reaching into the room from the half-opened curtains; the deathly silence of the building allowed a fierce concentration to befall Tanis, but with so much choice of so many colours, her yawning wardrobe revealed very little that fitted the bill.
She quickly decided, it would work and besides - she was late! She ran out of the front door and out onto the sidewalk, trotting along in her irregularly high heels, all the time she spent applying makeup had to come at a cost and her ankles were beginning to pay it with interest.
She reached a corner, slowing as she spotted her usual walk-buddy, eyebrows raised the moment she strutted into sight, "Wow Tanis, what happened! Did you suddenly stumble into some fashion sense?" 'Hmph!' She thought and pouted a little. "Seriously, what's the occasion?"
"Well thanks for your support [i]Jess[/i]." She hissed playfully, but the joy wasn't to last as he other girl wasn't stupid.
"Aww Tanis... has he dumped you?" She shot her a sharp "Don't even say that!" leer and saw her back up at the brisk show of contempt. "Woah! OK, so... you're trying to... impress him?" She questioned as they walked, "Make him jealous?" She continued probingly, "Two-time him...?" She sniggered under her breath, having a good idea how much Tanis cherished her relationship with Peter.
"Well, we'll see but hopefully he won't keep messing around!" Tanis listened to the sharp gasp that introduced an extended silence, 'a conversation killer...' Tanis thought wholly to herself.
"Anyway, it's definately you..." 'a complement at last!'
"Aww, thankyou!" Tanis beamed, her bright golden eyes lighting up.
"Yeah, red suits you..." She trailed off, looking her over, "Ooh! Those gloves, they're gorgeous!" She took Tanis' hands - Ann's gloves proudly finishing off the all cerise affair - and examined them with fascination, "Wow, lay them on him and he's all yours! [i]Seduction Red[/i] or what!"
'We need a good few, Ann...' 'I know my other, there are plenty to choose from...' 'I think I spy some volunteers!' 'Now all we need is our final player-' 'Don't worry, he knows!' Ann dropped from a pounce, dissappearing between to buildings, a scene beneath her far away from the crowds.
"Form a queue, shit-for-brains!" Ann lunged upon landing and smashed the would-be rapist's head against a wall, watching as unconsciousness set in, "Sit there until we're ready for you! As for you..." The girl, on her knees stood no chance, Ann's hand filling with her forehead, yanked into the air, "-we're going to help you with that weight problem!"
She tried to muster a terrified scream, even as Ann's other erupted in all angles, binding and entwining, spreading and bracing her, the look of curiosity the woman had lost was slowly replacing with pain and distress, Ann good enough to describe her fate for her: "We are binding you in tendrils so powerful that when we constrict them, we will break every major bone in your body..."
Like boa constrictors they wound and began pressuring with frightening immensity, she stiff as a board, even as Ann stroked the side of her face, watching her judder, raised to eye-level "And you're enjoying the sense of those same, infinitely powerful snakes exciting your clitoris, after all... what's pain without pleasure?" *Crack!* Went her right arm, she moaned into the gagging tendril and bit down ferociously.
"But don't worry, the dead feel no pain!" Her fangs clamped around her throat, Ann almost biting her head off, inches in, her predatory weapon of black rubber alien conquering the circles and loops of veins and arteries that supported her hitherto existence, thinning her blood of all its valuable nutrients, collapsing cells into wasted, shredded fragments of DNA as her sable suit liquified her internal organs like a smoothie of violent barb wire, Ann sensing the satisfaction of feeling her neck breaking and collapsing further and further until her empty corpse resisted her fangs no more.
"Ahh! More delicious perfumes for the mixing pot, I hope our work is appreciated!" A tendril tossed the hollow packaging aside with all the disdain she felt for anything so easily disposed of. "See, shit-for-brains, doesn't she look slimmer?" Ann taunted the man now regaining consciousness, pinning himself back against a wall in the usual contradicting emotions of amorousness and dread. "Aww, poor, confused mankind! Stumbling aimlessly, pinning himself against a wall until death comes to sweep him away..."
Ann unashamedly splayed her fingers in a wide dramatic pose, revealing all he dreamed of in overexaggerated proportions. 'Mmm, he's here!' She grabbed and threw him by the throat as she turned right, placed between her and the arriving Spiderman.
"Ann!" He exclaimed, eyes set firmly on her as she walked towards him, obviously set on doing something with him, he imagined.
"What! You expect me to drop everything? I'm busy stopping this criminal!" Ann said spitefully, dominantly; he tried to reply, "Hold him!" She demanded as the man made a dash for it, Peter's tunnel vision allowing no time to think, he merely clutching the man by the shoulders as he passed him, held firmly in his alleviating super strength.
Peter took a few moments to think, a fear in this man's eyes - just like there was in his own - Peter thought of the favour he was doing and why- A splatter of red caked his visors, the feeling of something warm and wet soaking into his suit and a momentary stall that followed.
The shock just grew as he looked up to see Venom's face implanted in the back of the man's head; the sound of crunching bones and an alien feeling like sucking crushed ice through a straw flowed by his fingers; he saw the face of the man once more, only he was older, much older... aging until he was... It hit him. The reality shocked the very life out of him, yet he held on in sheer terror and shame, just staring.
"Ahh!" But he did not shake, his eyes set, but reasoned with by way of violence. The cracked, exanguinated face broke like pottery as one elegant noir fist smashed two faces in, a feeling of weakness as all the strength he thought he posessed proved fruitless in preventing him sliding - beaten up - along an alleyway floor.
Sitting up, snapped out of his daze, he watched the beheaded body collapse in front of Venom with nothing supporting it, his subject of lust and envy left untainted and juicier than ever.
"Good work Pumpkin, you should have seen what this monster did to that poor girl back there!" Ann sensed his distress, but stood astride him, looking down. "Do you want to be a failure all your life, a waster, achieving nothing but swapping prisoners for re-offenders? If you wanted me to be yours, you'd have to be strong enough to kill..."
She bowed forwards, face-to-face, he mumbling and spluttering something she didn't care for. "I want you Pumpkin, I want you and me to make filthy, agressive, violent love until we're so exhausted we can neither of us move!" She lilted, "I want to fuck you so hard you sneeze, sick and shit semen then paint every inch of you with my dripping cunt, but would you kill for me? I need to know that you'd never abandon me... Am I the only one, Pumpkin? What about [i]her[/i]?"
Ann helped him up, he stumbling to his feet and then into her, dizzy, feeling her softness, the cushion she supplied so warm and perfectly sexy that he - as strong as he imagined his beliefs to be - couldn't fight it, he was besotted, he worshipped her completely.
"I-"
"Peter?" Ann asked, hood back, big blue eyes promising exactly what she'd offered, her beauty incomparable in his eyes; he swallowed hard as love hit him with the full body of its life-changing baton.
"Ann, of course... I would, I would! And she's history, I promise!"
"Well maybe you'd better go tell her you found someone else?" Ann worded this so as to dissuade the use of her name.
"Yes, yes! Please, believe me!"
"Find me when you've done it, then we can be one!" Ann purred, offering her lips before retracting them, "Mmm? Job to do?" She teased and watched him depart.
'Other...' 'Yes, Ann?' 'Can you do it?' 'Of course, he is ours to play with, we own him and yet he doesn't know it - with an order to our little present, we simply turn him off until we need him!' 'Purrrfect!' Ann grinned hungrily and took to the wing.
Late afternoon had already begun to fall, the end of the day loomed as Tanis glanced at the clock, thinking more and more about how she'd not had a chance to see Peter all day and show him the new her!
The bell sounded in all its raucous honesty and Tanis stood, thinking of which class he may be in, *Crash!* people scattered from around the windows as Spiderman crashed into the room, flying shards pinning and slashing students and the teacher.
"Holy shit, it's Spiderman!" Someone boasted, "Hey, Sp-!" Peter flicked a web that muted the pain-in-the-ass, he was determined, he was given over to those wonderful feelings the black suit had offered, he felt a fool for having ignored them - Ann could give him more than Tanis ever could!
"Tanis! Tanis Nieves!" He said, striding confidently over the tables and dropping down in front of her, pinned back against her own desk, top lip juddering in fear, wide-eyes horror her reaction. "It's over! You, me! We're through!"
Tanis was bright, oh was she bright and it took her a split second to put voice, words and bath-tub proposed omen together, "Peter!" She spat in shock, "Wait, so-" She realised everything, her heart exploded inside of her chest, a sort of tingling numbness like paralysis moved from toes to fingers and into her head.
"You heard, I've had it with you and your pathetic geeky way of talking, you don't even know what a woman is!" He thought of Ann as an example he could offer. "I'm sick of your fucked up take on life, on your pathetic clingy problems, all of it! We're through!"
"N-N- That can't be you!" She demanded for piece of mind. 'Please no, please no!' She fragmented and melted at once, eyes wanting to pop out of her head with the pressure building up behind them.
"You wanna find out, huh? You wanna be the one who unmasked Spiderman! Go ahead! Do it!" He offered her the top of his head, "Give it a little pull and see!"
Tanis tentatively reached for it as much in fear as anything else, a little pull before bottling out, "Here! Looks like I'll have to do everything again!" He tore the red mask from over his eyes, showing her the fury he felt right now, the sense of determination that drove him to do these things. 'No, It's too much! It's impossible! No! Why! How!' Tanis argued at herself.
Finally all the world worked for Peter Parker, his petty worries of studies, family and high-school crushes had been popped with his cherry and he didn't even feel he could be a hero anymore, but that didn't matter, he had a meaning now, a woman so amazing he saw her when he closed his eyes, tasted her when he breathed and heard her whims on the wind; all he had to do to secure that was this - get rid of the hanger on!
"Now you know! We're through, you're nothing to me now, nothing!"
"P-Peter, please! Don't!" She begged him, though she couldn't do a thing about it - a hero, he'd lied about that! A new woman, he'd lied about that! The crush on Mary Jane, she'd known but he'd lied! Still, she couldn't face it! "Please! Please!" She begged, bursting into tears.
"Hmph!" He threw his hood at her, span and ran, pouncing away into the city.
"No! No!" Tanis sobbed, "NOOO!" She screamed, rending the cloth between her fingers with such force to spray the copious, soaking-in blood all around and beneath her. 'How could he do that to me! Why would he! What did I do wrong! Was I really not good enough! He's a bastard, a philandering bastard, it's his fault!' She told herself this, she cursed him, his name, his words, everything about him made her scream in anger and with a start, she ran with all the power in her legs.
A distant place, seeing through another's eyes, revelling in the destruction wrought, Ann hummed with a pride and an energy.
'Mmm, yes she certainly suffers as we knew she would!' The other boasted, 'A raging, hate-filled concentration of female charm and psychological prowess, she is ideal!' It told a new tertiary element of their being, now oozing from its parent visible as Ann formed her full armour at the entrance to Tanis' apartment block.
Black-clad warrior dripped cerise goo from her arms and formed her new creation around her hands; she began weening it onto marrow, meat and adrenaline.
Tanis' favourite couple were torn from one-another, red claws expanding air-tight over their heads and sucking their every pint of goodness out, burgeoning Ann's red companion. Venom was quite content in herself, she merely catching the prey and letting her darling offspring do the rest, a sense of massive elation oozing from Ann's every fibre at the idea of her own child, their child that they had made as a pair, hunting for its substances, mixing it within herself and now bringing it's full force into the world!
Ann felt the red symbiote now thoroughly begin to excel at its task, she allowing it control of her hands to clutch a skull and pierce arteries with her nails, vampiring Tanis' neighbour; 'Ahh, baby's full, ready to meet the new host?' 'Tanis...' 'Good girl!' 'A wonderful, wonderful specimen - ours Ann, our own creation!'
Knocking on the door, she heard a shuffle deep within, Ann retracting the red symbiote from about her own, it was time for Tanis to see who had been playing her for who she really was. "Tanis? It's Ann!"
"Go away!" came a weak shout. Within, Tanis was huddled up under the bed covers, crying her eyes out. A click and a high-pitched screech, Tanis' curiosity piqued, she'd locked the door, surely!
"A-Ann?" She pulled back the covers and looked over the top, seeing - wide eyed and slack jawed - Ann in all her complete and utter glory.
"Tanis, I owe you an explanation."
"H-Hu-uhumbu-uh" Tanis grumbled, pointing aimlessly, scouring what she saw in awe, fear and curiosity.
"He's dumped you, hasn't he? We guessed... You have to understand something Tanis, before I begin: you were part of the game for us, we needed you to help us get our revenge! We've all but done that, so now it's our turn to help you!"
"What... are you? What is that?" She asked in a star-gazing tone, the unnatural thing that showed her the supreme proportions Ann had chosen in the setting they were designed for; a mixture of thoughts tried to fight for control of her body:
Fear, admiration, horn and curiosity all seemed sensible ways to start, but seeing her in motion, even just swaying her hips on the approach down the bed-side, even curled up and pre-occupied, Tanis felt herself prone to surrender, girl crushed to salt.
"This, is a symbiotic suit, the mother of yours - you will have your revenge, Tanis... You do want this power, am I right?" Ann crawled onto her bed, hovering over her, the thrill she generated in mere presence excited Tanis, "To be able to destroy him so absolutely he'll be nought but a drooling vegetable..." She involuntarily, but sincerely nodded - she hurt so bad.
"It's been lies upon lies upon lies, he never even wanted me, nobody did! But I'm smarter than him, I'm better than them, all of them! Why can't I have it my way!" She demanded, looking into Ann's bottomless pit eyes.
"You can."
Polished deep cherry red, so perfect and smooth, free of inclusions thanks to its precise upbringing; Tanis felt it, heard it - it electrified her body and mind then gripped her like a scared child, a lucid sort of understanding overcoming her as her memories and knowledge flooded her new suit's mind, inundating its barely established identity with her own.
'So this... is life!' it simply said, Tanis quite taken with all this as it coupled with her flesh and began to become a part of her, arching her back in shared ecstasy 'Oh god, how is this so sexy!' She felt her entire body tingling, set on edge, nerves engaged and supercharged.
'I am in your backbone - on your spinal-cord, grooming every fibre of every square-inch of your body. We enjoy it, don't we?' It observed naively, its understanding and ideas so very basic, a sort of sympathy and instant affection striking Tanis as she felt she could start afresh, a brand new psychological entity to sculpt, to adapt with, to grow into!
'We do my darling, give me more! Ohh!' She demanded, covered head to toe now, its form solidifying, sucked tight onto her flesh; a sudden change of tack and pleasure met a sense unlike anything she could describe - neither pleasure nor pain - her body changing, her muscles taughtening and growing even as her entire skeleton reformed to her own designs.
Her curves glorified, the other scoured her mind for every example of sexual envy Tanis had experienced, canvassing the womanly ideal and realising it with tall, endless legs of gluttonously defined sinew, secondary sex characteristics swelling into shameless focus, headlining twin pillars of abdominal brick, her fat reserves disposed of where inordinate; Tanis felt a sense of relief and happy confidence overcome her as she discovered the results.
'Such ability and potential! You are perfect, [i]we[/i] are perfect!' She beamed, then rested at the end of her reprised birth scene; they put their heads together, figured it out and designed their collective identity.
'I feel such pain Tanis! What makes you hate and hide and makes us feel so... bad?' 'It is a broken heart my darling, it is the love I once held for a [i]slug[/i]... he didn't love me back, he's done this to us, this is [i]his[/i] love!' The symbiote tried to contemplate the idea of beings other than its mother and its new host - it knew perfection only and this was its very own version, it wanted nothing to do with other beings - just Tanis Nieves.
Tanis flooded it with her individuality and yearning for absolute superiority 'You see my other! The flaws of polite society are fatal and the rule of the people is a joke, fuck them! We are absolute, our pleasure is all that matters!' 'Yes, we will enjoy their very carnal living and dying - one and the same - we will glow in our libido and bathe in their very fundamental luxuries at the expense of all who deny us!' the suit cherry-picked the juiciest words from her vocabulary.
Tanis clutched handfuls of viscous candy red, she curled up her toes and wove into a foetal position, coccooning herself within her zentai suit of absolute security and the promise it gave of all she could ever desire - she had formed it to her will and now squeezed it under pressure into the very kernal of her mind, they fitting one another in a total corporeal bonding.
'Just us, my contents!' 'Just us, my vehicle!' they spoke in sheer comfort with one another, representative of their syncronised minds. All of Tanis' failings had dissolved with the other's powers and all that remained mirrored itself perfectly in her costume!
'All we desire is ripe and the power is ours to wield on the poor, insignificant insects that call this existence their own!' 'Clay in our hands, nothing more than our very canvas for exploration! It's not even about power, we [i]are[/i] - they [i]are not[/i].'
'That's it my other! It's so obvious - all the world are as good as figments of our imagination for that is all they mean now; what do we have to tell us the world is anything more than our own projection?'
'All the world our invention? It's our imagination, why curtail our behaviour? Why not experiment on the very gristle of all the lost, violent souls!'
The other scrunched so tight against Tanis' fiercely tensed form, fission linking them into a single mindedness without limits, 'We think therefore we are, my other! Every disgusting and horrifying, slinky and forbidden act in our limitless imagination is ours to perpetrate, but let us play how Mother plays: we are capable of such magnificent manipulation and it would be a shame not to mentally torture when it lingers like a sweet sugar glaze, wheting the appetite for mutilation and fucking!'
'It's a pity - the reality we're will weave can never be truly appreciated in the language of our victims - what a good job [i]we[/i] came into being to appreciate our own carnal vision!' They grew from their tight ball of carnivorous, lustful imaginings and took to the evening air.
'Now what?' Ann asked herself, gargoyle perched atop another divination of man's blandness, 'Look at this world, all the people demanding restraint whilst their very existence depends upon a million dead an hour...' She scorned the world as she thought about it, but cuddled up to her other, remembering all she had done.
'Well... We've done it! We've destroyed him, our venom putting him there, at the feet or our girl!' The other reassured her, its madly besotted devotion stronger than ever with their promise kept.
'Heh, I think he saw us as more Venus than Venom...' She smirked and added, 'I certainly feel like Venus... A Goddess of love!' Her rapture knew no boundaries, in constant contact, emotional support, companionship, love, lust and yet she felt as the dominant party so wonderfully powerful - dressed to kill and yet sensually naked.
'We feel so [i]scrumptious[/i] Ann - So happy! So happy!' The other squeeled in glee, scrunching her in a heart-warmed moment of bliss, she groaning and growling at once in good humour.
'You obviously appreciate our success, do you feel better now?' She'd sensed its resentment of their victim grow out of the ashes of its love, her slow and gradient conquest of him allowed it to see him for what he was, whatever little feelings remained once she'd revived it, now she sensed a vaccuum there where he had been obliterated and removed, a space filling with her.
'Yes, it is difficult to forget when that happens to you...' She felt such deep sympathy for this.
'You wanted to give him everything and more, but he wasn't worth it, he wouldn't have it... there is no love in this world!' Ann summarized.
'What about your husband? Wasn't that love? Do you feel avenged?' The suit could feel all of this, but still wanted to know her feelings. She chuckled a little.
'Eventually everyone has to mourn the one they love, I found something better. I grew, I forgot, I am pleased.' The other took this on, it had clung unwanted to its other worthless host for mere weeks and yet Ann had loved sincerely for years and lost and recovered.
'I feel... embarrassed.' The symbiote admitted, Ann taken aback slightly.
'Aww no! Don't be like that, you live and learn - nobody is perfect, not even me, but you'll get over me one day, I wouldn't have it any other way - love conquers all! If you love me, you'll realise the truth.'
'I do Ann, we'll let him be, it is just us now - you and me forever!' It did not lie, it meant it with every fibre of its being, every emotion had been accounted for, every stage of heartbreak experienced; the other accepted Ann's explanation, her experience - it had grown, it had forgotten and now it loved again more wholesomely than before! 'What are we going to do with our life, Ann?'
'I see a world full of repressed, joy-starved people and I ask if what they need is not merely an example to follow?' The symbiote slithered around her in excitement.
'A life of bottomless immorality? Every sexual itch scratched over and over until we're wading in sex? Horrible, fierce, violent and endless ecstasy at the expense of all dignity and care?' Ann tickled her spacesuit clad body at the poetic tone of its imagination.
'Mmm... you make it sound so bland!'