Black Widow's Sexy New Symbiotic Catsuit
Chapter 12: Evolutionary Metamorphosis
Betty continued talking, walking around the seated Natasha.
"The Latverians gave me aid with the condition that I help them, in any and every way I could. With Venom's DNA so intrinsically tied to my own, a few blood samples gave them all the genetic info they needed to begin work on their own line of symbiotic super suits. But, they couldn't do me much good beyond that. But I knew who could: SHIELD. A called in a few favors, pulled a few strings, and ended up with an interview to be the secretary of Director Nick Fury himself. Naturally, my own skills as a secretary came of great use at the Daily Bugle, so I went to the top of the list of potential hires. And perhaps, maybe, some of my Latverian friends helped the others… find other career paths, as it were," Betty said.
"They killed them." Natasha interrupted.
"I didn't say that." Betty replied. "Latveria had a vested interest in making sure I got the job. I could be their mole. But, what they don't know is that I don't give a rat's ass about them. I've been in for the long game, and they've fit in everywhere I needed them to just perfectly. I had been waiting for the package with the catsuit. You never wondered why it took so long from its discovery at the Oscorp building to get to Fury? Well, my Latverian friends made sure that it was conveniently 'lost' about half-a-dozen times before the time was right."
"You want this suit?" Natasha said, the mask reforming over face again. "Just try to take it off me."
Betty chuckled. "You poor, naïve little girl. In addition to incapacitating SHIELD's best agent from doing any real work at the organization, as well as becoming the prime suspect, why do you think I allowed you to put on that suit?"
Natasha got into a defensive position, and didn't reply.
"You have been crucial to this. I hope you understand just how important you… you and that suit, I should say, have been in my plan. I knew you would come to the SHIELD headquarters after I made myself known to Fury. I knew that SHIELD would only use that as further evidence of your guilt."
Natasha gasped. "You're the tried to fight that night at the SHIELD headquarters! The one that ran away!"
Betty chuckled. "Oh, yes. I fired a gun, but I didn't fire it at you, just meant to… startle you. I would never hurt poor Hercules. You probably know about your catsuit at this point. Its capabilities. I learned much about it from Latveria's mole inside Oscorp, your friend Androvich. Oh yes, I know about his rescue, too. I'll see that he comes to an appropriate end for his treachery." Betty continued. "Hercules was a great model in many respects. Surely, you have learned just how wonderful it can be, its enhanced abilities in both symbiote and regular catsuit formation. But Hercules had a secret you might have never known. You see, Hercules is assigned a gender based on the gender of who it perceives to be its host. It was a kink Oscorp was never able to work out. But, you can imagine, after what Eddie did to me, that the 'essence' that runs through my veins is that of a male. Like a sperm cell in search of an egg, it merely needs a female 'essence' to form a new… organism."
With that, Betty pulled a gun from behind her back and shot quickly at Natasha. A syringe stuck to Natasha's symbiote second-skin as Natasha collapsed on the ground.
Natasha came to, still wearing her catsuit but no longer in full-symbiote.
She looked up, and saw Betty, completely naked. The black "essence" of Venom surged across Betty's veins all over body, and Natasha noticed Betty holding a syringe filled with black fluid, about to inject it in to her arm.
"Oh, good!" Betty said. "You're awake! I'm glad someone will be here to witness the transformation…"
"Transformation?" Natasha asked. "Betty, what the hell are you doing to yourself?"
Betty smiled. "Oscorp. The Latverians. SHIELD. No one knew definitively what would happen if the essence, the essence of Eddie… sorry, Venom, that runs through my veins were to combine with the essence of a female symbiote were to combine. Now, I guess we find out… together!"
Betty stuck the syringe into her arm. Her face looked as if she was trying to register what was happening to her, and immediately she fainted.
Natasha watched, wondering if this process actually ended up killing her, until she noticed the black "essence" continuing to pulse through Betty's veins. It was all over her body now, and Natasha was noticing changes in Betty's exposed skin. It looked less and less like human flesh, and more glossy, more rubbery, like the familiar flesh of a symbiote…
The sounds of bones cracking echoed through the room. Betty began to stir as Natasha noticed her fingers becoming longer and more claw-like, and as her toenails turned black. Her skin looked distinctively different, no longer human, and then, as if a painter had spilled black paint, there was an eruption of blackness all over her body.
Betty began to moan out loud as her flat stomach became toned with muscles. Soon, her arms and legs also became more muscular. Betty became taller, and the whole shape of her body changed as her tits grew considerably larger and her ass became much firmer and shapelier. In the middle of her ample bosom was a familiar spider-symbol, one Natasha silently suspected would always be on these various Oscorp symbiote experiments gone awry. But the middle of the spider-symbol formed a skull-shape after a few seconds, yet still surrounded by long white spiders' legs.
Betty stood up as her face was engulfed by the black veins which started to morph and change her face. Her face maintained its human appearance, but the rubbery, slick oil skin of the symbiote changed the flesh of her face. The familiar tear-drop shapes surrounded very human looking eyes. Betty's teeth became sharper, and her tongue became longer but still fit in her mouth, still distinctively human yet somehow different than before.
The symbiote changed the texture of her hair, making it bigger, more vibrant and more luscious than before.
There she stood, the metamorphosis completed, in front of Natasha.
"Ahhhhh…" Betty sighed, looking at herself, marveling at the transformation and admiring her new body. "Yessssssss!" she screamed with a reptilian-like hiss.
In her mind, Natasha begged the catsuit to reform on her, but nothing was happening.
The newly transformed Betty chuckled to herself. "In ancient Greece, they had a word for a hybrid creature. I am no longer Betty Brant. I am certainly not a ssssymbiote, certainly not Venom… You may call me…"
Suddenly, Betty jumped on Natasha, hurling her on the ground. Betty's newly transformed face was against Natasha's exposed face.
"You may call me… Chimera." Betty whispered. "And now, Natasha Romanoff… you have outlived your usefulnessss…" she said, as she prepared to strike Natasha with one of her newly-clawed hands…