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Everything around Eric was consumed in pitch black.
It wasn't uncomfortable. Rather, he felt like he had been here in this place before. The familiarity of this dream didn't register completely as Eric had his faculties. He knew he never had a dream like this that left him actively confused inside of a place he instinctively knew of without active memories of even laying eyes in this empty landscape.
Hello, child.
Spinning around in this place only showed more empty space. Only the flickers of faint painted lines emulating wind far off in the distance kept his perspective intact.
Scanning around didn't reveal who or what had spoken to him just now. Passing his eyes everywhere a few more times didn't quell this feeling of being evaded by the thinnest of margins. Whatever had called out was clearly trying with him.
Enough. Stop tormenting my child.
Turning back around to the new voice revealed a gigantic spider towering over him that was consumed in white flames that looked to be made of the faded strokes of a paintbrush. Again, his mind didn't recoil from the sight of this entity.
What did feel unfamiliar was this presence that looked to be the size of a house cat. Rather than being this grand presence like the spider, a very stealthy presence had just the flickers of white flickers tracing their body as they hopped around freely in this strange space. This presence wasn't as bold, but did feel imposing as it hopped around as it pleased.
Your fate is complex, child.
Being given the words didn't help Eric understand what was being said to him.
You even created my champion. Me. A god of my degree.
Nothing made sense for him in this dream. These words lost their meaning on someone who was suddenly dropped into a narrative he couldn't grasp with all the details he lacked.
She is your responsibility, boy. You fail her…
Experiencing cold murderous intent without fear was something that Eric knew he could ever experience. Apparently he just did as he could feel the points of many lethal claws pressing into his neck.
You fail me. Never forget this.
Eleven Forty-Two AM
Opening his eyes left Eric puzzled as to why his back felt so wet. Sitting upright wasn't all that much of an improvement as he still needed to get out of the bed so soiled with human bodily fluids that every single bit of fabric attached to the mattress was soaked through.
Standing up and looking at the completely ruined bed didn't exactly put Eric in a generous mood. Taking a shower felt like a much more manageable task as he had been robbed of the opportunity last night. Retrieving his clothes and using his shower in record time left him completely refreshed when he reemerged with a towel drying off of his hair.
Wearing a white shirt with red basketball shorts presented Eric as somebody who was more than willing to rest for the rest of the day. Embracing the casual outfit became a completely separate matter as Eric couldn't fight the urge to just pull all of the soiled sheets off of the bed to then dump them all inside of the washing machine he built himself when he moved into this apartment about three years ago.
Making a laundry machine for his lax needs for clean clothes paid itself out as a worthwhile investment. He set it to an appropriate setting and let the all-in-one machine take care of everything in just a few minutes' time.
After that, Eric just went over to the couch and just sat down. What happened last night still left him completely flummoxed. Going from maintaining a respectful distance to some of the most mind blowing sex in his entire life threw Eric into this strange head space. A lot was said last night and he just hoped that Felicia was still willing to give whatever they had between him, herself, and Gwen a shot. Never having navigated a relationship like this felt slightly daunting to the infamous Web Weaver.
"-and she kept on going and going. Honestly, looking back, I think she may have had a point- oh, Eric! You're awake."
Both Gwen and Felicia were wearing their layers after they went out to grab some coffee and some small pastries from a nearby bakery that Gwen wanted to share with her new girlfriend. Felicia was the first to spot Eric sitting on the couch as she entered the apartment first. She looked lovely in her long knitted white sweater and skinny jeans paired with her soft red velvet heels that covered her up to the ankles with expertly lined stitching to add class to the six inch stilettos. She even had on some light red lipstick and eyeliner to add some pops of color to her face and smokiness to the sides of her lashes. On top of that, her now blonde hair was tied up in a loose ponytail that gave her a much more refreshed look.
Gwen also was quite the looker with her outfit being some torn up nylons with black denim booty shorts paired with brown leather combat boots and a military green fleece jacket worn over a cotton shirt where her neckline plunged down past her shoulders and only covered her arms and everything below the top of her cleavage. She went a little more minimalist with just some mascara and lip gloss while keeping her hair swept over in her usual preference.
These two looked radiant to Eric as he just wore some lazy home clothes and hadn't even showered from last night yet. They didn't care as they saw him looking dashing no matter how simple his outfit was.
"Here, we got you some ham and cheese breads and your preferred coffee. Straight black."
A small plastic bag filled with other pastries and a sealed cup with his hot drink was left on the coffee table by Gwen. Eric casually fished out the cup and unsealed it to have a few gulps of the enriching drink that helped him perk up a little. Felicia just plopped herself down next to Eric and leaned up against his left as she playfully leaned forward a bit to get a better look at his face. When he let his satisfied sigh leave his lungs after his first drink of the day, Felicia couldn't keep down the smile she had on her bewitching face. He was capable of such normal expressions that didn't look anything like the cold indestructible blank stare he had all those years ago. The range of emotions this man was capable of fascinated her to no end.
"You two want some breakfast? I can try that Quiche recipe you enjoyed last week. How about you, babe?"
It felt odd but satisfying to hear Gwen call her by such an affectionate term. She never expected to become a cradle snatcher, but she couldn't help it if Gwen was this absolute stunner of a gymnast. Knowing how flexible she was combined with her stunning legs didn't feel fair to the already glamorous woman ten years her senior.
Reason Gwen wanted to make breakfast was to let Felicia and Eric talk more privately over their feelings in this relationship. She hung her oversized jacket on the back of her chair at the dinner table and grabbed an apron in vibrant neon blue and pink that she bought on a whim online a few weeks back.
Eric was acting a little shy next to Felicia. It endeared her a little to see the man who bedded one of New York's finest bachelorettes and still act smitten with her. Past experience always ended with her partners acting so high and mighty the next day that she always ended up just blocking them for their shit attitudes towards her. This man still had a rather sweet demeanor with her after being the best lover she's had her entire life.
"You know… I'm… I didn't mean to rush things last night… If you want to have this, with us, then… We just hope that we can make you happy more than anything."
Compared to other mornings after the deed, Felicia never felt this sense of completion inside of her chest. He offered her the chance to make her life better and still looked like she was too pretty for him. What she saw was different about Gwen and Eric was how they truly cared about her wellbeing. They only wanted to be a part of her life if that meant they could genuinely improve her life. Being courted with such honesty left her both shaken and unfathomably happy that these two wanted to share their lives with her in the fullest sense of the sentiment.
All Felicia did in response was get up and landed her squishy behind into Eric's lap. She turned towards Eric and wrapped her arms around his neck with her legs off to his right. Her lips found themselves on his when she started to kiss him deeply. Suppressing his surprise allowed Eric to respond in kind with his own kiss against her lips. Dipping her lower gave Eric more control over their kiss as he was easily able to loom over her while she let herself fall deeper into her joy.
Gwen was just happy that Eric had been just as responsive towards Felicia without issue. She knew he loved her and hoped that she could still be with Felicia alongside Eric. Their impromptu date that morning had been both fun and memorable as they spent the morning as a typical couple.
Two Weeks Later
The first three days as lovers were mostly spent on Felicia moving her essentials into the apartment with Eric and Gwen. Apparently they needed to be discreet with many people in the city who held a great amount of interest over her whereabouts. Thankfully, Eric's civilian truck had been more than enough of a disguise that entered her luxurious high rise and helped her move her things with ease. Being a spider made her big move a breeze with Eric as she happily made this place more of a getaway than a home. Nobody was the wiser as she moved somewhere she would have actual privacy with those she cared about dearly.
By the time everybody realized she had left the penthouse as her main place of residency, nobody knew where to look for her.
Although it wasn't as spacious as her old suite, those empty chambers were far colder with the added caveat that they only reminded her how empty her home felt. Here, she could feel and hear the others from anywhere inside of the apartment. Having such warmth in her life consistently was a change of pace she felt herself getting used to almost immediately.
One thing that did make it a bit harder to do things normally around their home was the constant temptations of each other. Felicia already had quite the libido, and now she could freely express her desires for those who would be her last and forever.
Walking on Felicia as she was going down on Gwen on the couch had been the first of many incidents that had one walking in on the others fooling around with each other. Another time Gwen walked in on Eric and Felicia as the Black Cat climaxed when she and Eric were discovered in the bedroom. Even Eric and Gwen had an increased sex drive since Felicia moved in. Felicia walked in on them once in a while doing it and joined with a distinct smirk of satisfaction that was as if she had caught the proverbial canary.
The first week was a nonstop blur of constant heat which all blended together into one big intense mess in their memories as they barely left the apartment during this time. Thankfully, they managed to get it all out a few days before the funeral.
Eric and Gwen both dressed conservatively and kept a safe distance from Felicia as many genuine and not-so-genuine friends and associates all offered their condolences. For the most part, they kept an eye out for anybody who would cause trouble for Felicia as she grit her teeth and got through the ceremony mostly intact. Coming back home with them allowed her to break down and sob as Eric and Gwen went to bed with her while she cried herself to sleep. Had they not been there, the loneliness would have made her agony that much more unbearable.
Several days had passed since the funeral before Felicia felt normal enough to return to her life as a civilian. Now she had to keep up appearances as the inheritor of the Hardy fortune and remain within the public eye so that she could maintain her new double life in secrecy. Not that she minded, since she had already grown accustomed to the nonstop tabloid journalists hounding her down in public for years now.
Her daily life felt improved as it appeared that Eric had his apartment in a much quieter community friendly part of New York that respected their neighbors privacy. Some of that communal safety that let this neighborhood thrive had been due to him cleaning out the gangs that used to reside in the neighboring areas with swift and effective methods. Only about sixty two percent of those gangbangers ended up dying by the time he drove them away permanently.
Nobody really kept up with the news in the area since life was simple in the neighborhood. She felt this strange sense of freedom as she was even able to join a group of kids who were making frozen soap bubbles with the remaining cold lingering in the city before spring. A little boy and a girl were having fun when she was walking to a nearby local market and decided to say hello. The boy had been entranced by Felicia while the little girl looked annoyed with her presence. Noticing the innocent jealousy, Felicia only played with them for a few minutes and even bent down to whisper good luck to the little girl when she left. Her adorable little blush confirmed what she saw was a childhood crush.
Going home with her small bounty of some ripe veggies gave her some simple joy over trying out a new salad recipe she learned from Gwen. A simple greek feta cheese vinaigrette with chopped romaine, cucumber, and cherry tomatoes was already making her mouth water as she almost skipped home with her ingredients.
Never in her life did Felicia ever expect the idea of making her own simple lunch to bring her so much happiness. This new life of hers really changed how she used to look at the world.
Unknown to her, something had started to move inside of the plastic bag which had done its best to remain hidden this entire time. It had hitched a ride with the vegetables from the farm back in the midwest before finally reaching New York City. Every single potential host it ran across all lacked the ideal genetics it sought to claim for itself. Such a powerful entity such as itself needed the ideal host in order for it to take hold of. Not even its own survival mattered as much as its standards for its first host. When Felicia finally approached it, the small amount of black sentient slime came to life and followed her home inside of her plastic grocery bag.
Two Hours Later
Going over spreadsheets became something of a relaxing exercise for Felicia with the lack of stresses that once plagued her before. Calculating expenditures and targeting discrepancies in how her invested capital had been spent kept her at the top of her game.
Closing the laptop she worked from was one of the things in her day she loved to do. It marked the end of her day when she slammed that piece of accursed tech that she used to coordinate those who represented her fortune.
Out of curiosity, Felicia gave the laptop to Eric several days ago for him to find any problems with the device. He came back to her in twelve minutes to tell her that there were several problematic programs running in the background of all of her programs. He easily wiped the harmful data and even upgraded the tech in the device to the point that no other programs unable to decipher quantum levels of processing speeds could ever infiltrate.
Many of her invested projects had flooded her channels of contact after that little tizzy had been nipped in the bud. All of them begged for a new contract that left them unable to refuse a much more beneficial contract that kept Felicia's assets away from money hungry vultures. Many more promising businesses asking for her money all lined up at her feet with overly promising contracts that she even ran past Eric for his insight. Knocking down over ninety percent of the offered contracts with only two being actually beneficial in his eyes left Felicia a bit stunned as he did all of that in less time it took for Gwen to finish the cooking of her quails. She stuck them in the oven and he finished his assessment long before they came out of the same oven. Those stuffed quails tasted exquisite since Felicia had no reason to be distracted after receiving the most important financial advice of her entire life.
Finishing her work left her rather exhausted for some reason. Felicia did favor the occasional nap during the day, but her eyes felt so heavy for some reason. Falling onto the larger couch and letting her eyes shut felt right.
With that, she let herself drift off into dreamland.
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Opening her eyes in this strange place didn't leave Felicia at ease at all.
Feeling her mind retaining all of its faculties left this experience a genuinely terrifying event.
Everything around her was nothing. Literally nothing but empty black space occupied everything as far as the eye could see. It wasn't emptiness as when she called out to anybody else in this strange place did let her hear her own voice. Wherever she was didn't make any sense for Felicia.
Hello, my kitten.
Somebody had put thoughts in her mind against her will. Turning around to try and find the source of the actual speaker of these words let Felicia see something directly behind her in this empty space.
A cat shaped outline of bubbling lights traced the outline of the thing that wanted to speak to her in this place.
My unwanted champion. I wonder who you are?
Just blinking wiped all visible things in front of her out of sight. This place genuinely disoriented Felicia with nothing for her eyes to use as a point of reference for perspective.
What will my gifts entail? You intrigue me, child. Entertain me more, my kitten.
Pushing back against her mind was this terrifying yet free spirited will that left her wondering what just happened. She just caught the retreating figure of a cat walking away as she felt her entire world fading away when she finally started to wake back up.
Though something did remain within the space that the curious being now noticed without their champion in the way.
It was small. Barely a child yet held the familiar flicker of knowledge and wisdom of something that has lived a full life. It turned around and approached the thing with interest. They knew of other beings and creations that existed throughout the many territories that others created and possessed, yet they had no memory of summoning it into this place. Approaching it, the life form retreated with fear in its soul as it didn't know where it was or what was looking down on it. All it knew was that this cat-looking entity felt dangerous. Unbelievably so.
Curious. I wonder what brought you here?
Evening
Opening her eyes again to the sight of the apartment in complete darkness made Felicia feel rather silly. She thought that she had been keeping up with acceptable amounts of sleep.
Sitting upright actually made her wince in pain as she felt like something had made her entire body feel equally bruised to a very minor degree. Like she had done some weightlifting with every cell in her body.
Taking a shower felt like something that could help remedy this unwarranted pain racking her body. Removing all of her clothing felt good enough for her to just strip as she approached the bathroom. There were more than a few occasions where her trailing clothes led to a fun night. If it didn't do so, then she usually just picked it all up after she finished showering or changing.
Hot water pelted her body inside of the spacious shower stall. No other thoughts occupied her mind as she experienced the pleasure of a shower washing all of her worries away in that moment. Letting the heat sink into her body immediately had a restorative effect that erased her previous aches. Felicia went about her usual routine of applying her beauty products with practiced ease and wrapped up her regiment within thirty or so minutes. She exited the restroom after blow drying her luscious silver locks and wrapping herself up in a soft terry cloth towel. Exiting the restroom and seeing that nobody had come home yet left her a bit disappointed after wanting to at least somebody walk in on her and ravage her now frustrated body.
Picking up her discarded clothes and tossing them into the hamper, Felicia went to check her phone and respond to any missed emails or calls she may have received while tending to herself. Not even an email from her office could distract her from the boredom setting in. So Felicia decided to kill some time by doing something that she felt drawn to do.
Entering the bedroom, the wall behind the hanging clothes just needed her to press the entirety of her right hand to unlock the hidden pressurized compartment that she and the other two used frequently. A lit up compartment where Eric, Gwen, and now Felicia all left their nanite suits as well as a few spares he made for them all were kept secured in this preservation chamber.
What she requested be the object she would have on her person at all times was none other than an anklet that looked similar to Gwen's bracelet. Making them look similar but not identical felt like they had a piece of couple's jewelry. Gwen appreciated the sentiment and even loved the way it dangled off of her slim ankles whenever Felicia wore high heels. Plucking her current suit off of the stand, she didn't even need to bend down to slip it on as it became a mass of black and white that slithered over her skin down towards her left ankle. It reformed as the band of strange metal and sat comfortably off of her leg.
Feeling it go over her flawless skin always made her giggle a little as it did tickle a bit whenever it did that. Tugging at the knot in her towel, her nude body became engulfed in the nanites as they reconstructed her suit in perfect detail. Sleek black material with white gloves and boots with tufts of white at the hem of them all matched the white fur that lined the steep plunging neckline that opened up her cleavage all the way down to the bottom of her sternum. Giving the suit another look over left her beyond impressed. The mask even had a small holographic display available when she just thought about activating her eyeshields. Two yellow lenses covered her eyes and displayed a HUD only she could see when she needed more information.
On top of that, the grapple hook she used to use that was a bit unwieldy now became a line that she could use without even having to carry around as the nanites could construct themselves into a thin black line with tensile strength similar to that of Gwen's and Eric's webbing. Eric felt it better to just give her something that would feel familiar to what she was familiar with. The suit felt perfect on her as she tested the range of motion and confirmed that it felt better than perfect.
Especially since she let Eric take measurements in the most fun way possible. She simply told him that he would do it with his hands instead of lasers. Turns out that he needed to be VERY thorough with the process to get the ideal dimensions. He spent about five hours on measuring and got it perfect on the first go.
More unexpected for Felicia was how insulating the thin material felt. Her previous suit would either feel too hot or too cold at times. Here it felt like it maintained the ideal temperature for her body underneath.
Now back in her suit, Felicia felt ready to tackle a job she had her eyes on for about five days now. Exiting the apartment in her suit wasn't an issue as she just converted the suit into a pair of yoga pants, running shoes, and a belly revealing hoodie that made her look like she was just going out on a late night jog. Nobody batted an eyelash at her as she looked for a spot for her to rebuild her suit and swing away towards her intended target.
New York City Museum of Antiquities
Eric had never told her to give up on her ways as a cat burglar when she got involved with him personally. Gwen just let her be who she wanted to be and just enjoyed the fact that she still got to see Felicia in that stunning suit of hers. Black Cat got to be who she was meant to be as long as she also helped out Web Weaver once in a while. A worthwhile exchange as long as she promised to maintain a code of ethics and offered to protect the public if she could.
Breaking into the museum while a very valuable item known as the Star of Icarus was making its tour through several museums of great recognition throughout the world. The world's largest piece of pure topaz held such a radiant gleam in it that any light shining upon it would seemingly be enhanced and shine back like the warm glow of the sun. An item of that value was something that she couldn't keep her claws from.
With her two other romantic partners, they weren't so concerned about the things she wanted to steal so long as she didn't go overboard or would put lives at risk if she did manage to steal it. Eric himself just wanted to make sure they were communicating so that they didn't cross wires out in the wild. Being a cat burglar only made Felicia less prone to getting caught, not immune.
So she decided to go above and beyond to show Gwen and Eric everything she had planned whenever she went to steal her choice of antiquities. This became a boon for Felicia as Eric even pointed out flaws in her plan that she used to improve her infiltration.
For this job, it turns out that the laser grid she had thought were going to keep her from approaching the topaz were updated with motion sensors. He recommended that she set up a white noise jammer that could interfere with the sensors without setting them off. She did just that and found out that he was indeed telling the truth. Reason she hadn't noticed was because only the director and the contractors were involved with the build. They even left up the old lasers to distract anybody who would be keen on trying to steal the star.
She needed to remind herself to reward Eric for his insight after she managed to grab the gem. The nanites were an infiltrator's wet dream as slipping in a stream of the nanites and unlatching the skylights took less than three seconds. No glass cutting or jimmying thin metal implements to undo the first security block.
Using her new goggles actually did show her new sources of power now lining the walls going into sensors that were now recording every little motion inside of the museum. Had her father had this tech in the early days of his career, nobody could have caught him no matter what they put in front of the man.
Interacting with the left wrist of her costume unveiled a blue holographic interface that she used to activate the white noise jammer in her suit. As expected, the sensors were now being bombarded with imperceptible waves of sound that rattled the internals enough to stop readings being registered while not triggering an alert. Now Felicia needed to just move carefully and remain out of view of the cameras until she could reach the display case. Moving slowly would make her limbs burn like hell, but this was the painless approach to snatching the gem.
Entering the restricted area placed Felicia in the crosshairs. One slip up and the nearest police precincts would all be alerted to her presence.
Lowering herself via her grapple hook, the nearest handhold that she could use was where she expected it to be. Knowing how long she could hold herself up while climbing upside down gave her about nine minutes worth of body strength to do so. Carefully swinging herself to the jutting piece of marble she had researched would be the first of many handholds wasted little time to get a hold of.
Something that she did notice when she managed to grab a hold of the carved stone was how effortless it felt to hold herself against it. None of her fingers were remotely feeling the strain or burn of trying to support her entire body weight.
Adding more weight to her hands and feet as she managed to grab a hold of the planned handholds planned for her infiltration left her speechless. She was hanging off of the ceiling with minimal places to secure herself and it felt so easy to just remain there. Felicia even took the time to observe her right hand to see if she gained muscle mass or changed visually. Her gloved hand was just as skinny and elegant as it usually was.
This matter fell on the backburner since she still needed to finish the job. Peering over to the upper left of her HUD showed that she needed to be patient with her progress. Trailing along the ceiling in slow motion with planned precision left the security system unable to pick up onto her presence.
She actually took an extra five minutes to make sure that she remained undetected with no issue whatsoever.
There was this small gap in the security that she could rest at in the doorframe of the room that held the relic. Landing with the grace of a stealthy acrobat was still no issue for Felicia. Once she did land in the safety zone, all she could do was look at her hands and flex them several times out of more confusion.
Training with her father as the infamous Black Cat gave her a compact physique that could overwhelm a champion wrestler thanks to the techniques and strength imbued into her feminine figure by his precise training. That still left her as human as anybody else when the chips were down. What she just pulled off without difficulty blew all of that out of the water by a long shot. Again, pondering on this wasted precious time she had to leave with the gem.
Only the room where the Star of Icarus resided still had its laser grid active. Having to also contend with the motion sensors would have made this impossible to move through without the jammer still active throughout her suit.
Researching the positioning of the lasers was standard fare of a museum of this caliber. Making one's way through this dense grid would take somebody with flexibility and stamina of untold proportions. A thing she had worked on since her early childhood.
Another reason why her body looked as incredible as it did.
Regular calisthenics while utilizing her unique flexibility still made her nervous as she feared her body could cramp up at the wrong time if she wasn't careful. Her goggles were engaged to help her see the lasers that were all crisscrossing the spacious room with the single glass case sitting on top of a wooden podium containing the priceless artifact. It almost looked like it was winking at Felicia flirtatiously with the lights inside of the case still making it shimmer vibrantly.
Keeping a lady as pretty as the Star of Icarus felt rude.
The first position had Felicia doing a very tricky maneuver where she needed to keep her entire body flat as a board while walking on just her hands. Switching from one elbow to the other to hold up her body weight would be key to make this entire job worth the effort. Taking position led to Felicia realizing that her newfound endurance wasn't just a fluke or a hidden function of the suit.
None of her muscles strained as she held the pose. Feeling the pressure of the suit against her body didn't reveal anything that Eric could have installed that was assisting her currently. This was all her and her alone.
Everything after that became child's play to the well-taught Black Cat. Harrowing poses she knew she needed to perform no longer even made her sweat a single drop of perspiration. A handful of positions Felicia dreaded no longer even made her uncomfortable as she demonstrated untold levels of athleticism out of nowhere.
Arriving at the case took significantly less time than expected since she didn't need to rest at her scheduled safe areas.
Dangling over it with the grapple hook shot out of the heel of her white left boot placed her over the glass case without issue. Now she needed to cut through the composite clear box trapping the gem inside.
Again, the new kit of infiltration tools at her disposal begged for Felicia to make use of them. Cutting into the case didn't have her guessing if she even brought the right tools to begin with. Scanning the case with her goggles revealed to her the most ideal form of cracking the last form of defense.
Cutting the case with conventional tools would have set off the shock sensors at the first scrape. A much more high tech solution was needed.
So many toys were now at her disposal. Not that she thought of it as cheating, but she knew that she definitely couldn't let her skill level drop because of these features her new suit contained. With a flick of her wrist, a white pen looking tool summoned itself from her glove. It's tip was about the length of half the pen body and much narrower. Carefully pressing into the case started to eat away at the material slowly and without triggering the shock sensor. The extended tip slowly broke down whatever was in the way with a forgiving amount of tolerance in the tip to not shift any weight. Although slow, Felicia knew that a security system with this level of thoroughness wouldn't allow for patrolling guards. Taking her time and guiding her hand was of the utmost importance.
Seven minutes of cutting let her use a small suction cup wire to lift the circle of plexiglass up and give her free reign to reach in and snatch the gem. Scanning one last time reassured her that the case was the thing being rigged and not the Star of Icarus.
"Come to mommy, beautiful."
Few things matched the thrill of stealing a priceless artifact. Especially if it was just used as an expensive paperweight for others to just gawk at. She knew she would give it the love it deserved.
All she left behind was a hole in a reinforced glass box and an extremely confused security staff.
Four Nights Later
Admiring the precious gem in the low lighting of the bedroom never got boring for Felicia. She let her real platinum white show whenever she was at home. Her state of dress was a loose fitting white tank top while wearing a revealing black lace set of lingerie that was as sheer as thin nylon. Tempting yet comfy, just how she liked it.
That evening, Felicia had given Eric and Gwen a romantic dinner on a yacht piloted by an all female crew due to how she knew that Gwen and Eric would fool around and he wasn't keen on letting other men get an eye full of his woman. Not joining them didn't bother her at all as she had been concerningly obsessed with the flawless topaz. This was her habit as she would study whatever rare object or jewelry for several days. Still, It wasn't like she was neglectful of her lover's as she still gave them their fair share of sweet loving while just returning to her prized object while snuggling. She really was acting like a cat that found her perfect toy. Gwen even snatched it from Felicia one time as a playful joke and ended up bottomless on the floor in a sweaty mess while Felicia returned to the couch while licking her lips and fingers clean. There wasn't enough energy for Gwen to have fun for a while as she fell asleep then and there.
Stretching out her lithe body full length on the leather couch, a short catnap before getting ready to go over her emails sounded perfect for the content master thief. Finding this level of peace used to be a fantasy for Felicia Hardy many years ago. Now it was reality and she had people who still loved and cherished her on her side. Every day she made sure to remember that and think fondly of those who saved her from her darkest of days.
Drifting off into deep slumber, the sleeping Black Cat failed to notice the trail of black sentient slime, which had grown in size since first attaching itself to her, carefully crawling from underneath the couch. Climbing up the furniture with its web-like tendrils gave it access to Felicia and her ideal body. This was the first time since it arrived that it could properly absorb more of that strange energy it felt flowing out of Felicia.
Surviving with light touches before having to retreat back underneath the bed only made it grow very slowly. Though it couldn't be aggressive, seeing that it now had been noticed by that otherworldly deity and had no say in just taking over Felicia. Its motives were extremely unclear as it still let it feed off of her so-called champion without actually letting it do much else. All it understood was that this being had a rather twisted sense of what it found entertaining or interesting. Currently, it was more akin to a strange little bug a child would find and keep trapped in a clear plastic container for their entertainment.
One consolation about feeling this helpless was how tasty Felicia was to absorb. She exuded this sensual energy that tasted like what it thought humans would drink called wine. Intoxicating levels of euphoria and pleasure flowed into its growing body of symbiotic tissue. The more it absorbed, the easier it found to sustain itself without having to latch onto a host like the other symbiotes.
By now, it would have been a shriveled up husk with how long it went without a proper body to latch into. Yet the energy this individual provided had been more than just nourishing. In fact, it even grew sentience more and more without issue. Thinking for itself left it to the conclusion that the cat entity watching over Felicia had something to do with its unnatural growth. Again, those dawned eyes of that free spirited being could be felt at all times.
As it drank down Felicia's terribly addicting emotions, the shape of the black ooze slowly began to take its own shape. Slithering further up Felicia's body made the woman writhe a little as she flipped onto her back. Her breath quickened the more she felt that strange yet pleasant touch crawling up her pale flesh. when It reached her hips, the mass settled on top of her there. Then the thing started to gain weight as well as mass. These incredible waves of pleasure now making her underwear wet at the crotch kept Felicia nice and helpless as the symbiotic creature absorbed more of that powerful emotion of desire to construct itself a new body.
Using Felicia's as a blueprint for itself seemed to be the way to go. Felicia had been feeding it, so her energy simply gave the black slime a figure that rivaled her own bodily perfection.
Emerging out of what just used to be a softball sized lump of alien goo was the skeletal structure and eventual flesh of a very curvy woman with skin like obsidian. Her eyes were these white lenses that replicated the look of Eric's and Gwen's masks with clawed fingernails and toenails replicating the claws on Felicia's gloves. Another notable feature was the pattern of a long legged white spider adorned on both the front and back of its now voluptuous body. Perhaps more shocking than the pitch black skin or unique eyes was its mouth.
A large monstrous maw lined with long razor sharp teeth dripped with saliva with a long red prehensile tongue wagging in the air as it formed. Whatever Felicia was feeding it, the symbiote still wanted more.
Both of its legs had straddled Felicia's shapely hips as it actually was taller than her now that it fully reached maturity. Bending down and letting it's own nipples press into Felicia's own chest sent shivers of lust down its newly formed spine. She was soft like a luxury pillow.
Trailing its tits down the length of Felicia's exposed flesh made both females sigh in satisfaction. What the symbiote wanted had drawn its new nostrils down between her thighs. A sweet scent like honied lemon tea tempted the alien woman down until she used her clawed hands to deftly spread Felicia's legs apart and expose the leaking wet spot at the crotch of her underwear. Licking its lips, the buxom alien slid the crotch of the thin g-string aside before she started to slowly tease the length of it into Felicia's sex.
The further it reached, the more of that sweet nectar it managed to get out of her. Now Felicia was outright writhing while moaning. Having a very maneuverable tongue inside of her core for the first time left her body unable to recognize this sort of pleasure. Swirling around chaotically inside of her pussy was this appendage that was unlike anything she has ever experienced.
Achieving climax had Felicia waking up as she couldn't even scream as her entire body arched backwards with whatever that had made her reach such a powerful end still being inside of her. Left in a sweaty pile of overheated nerves and tingling skin, a very confused Felicia was wondering what the hell just happened when she felt her sex being vacated. An adorable little yelp as she became empty between her legs actually made the being who tormented her body with such immense sensations chuckle. This deep, womanly voice emerged as Felicia was brought face to face with the scariest and sexiest thing she ever laid eyes upon.
"You taste so good. Want a sampling?"
Pressed against her lips was the lips of the feminine creature that felt startling soft against hers. Then the tongue plunged into her throat and flooded Felicia's taste buds with her own arousal. Such a depraved taste she was already familiar with only sent Felicia deeper into her state of debilitating bliss. Whoever or whatever this was, they were already knowledgeable of all of her weak points as she felt a hand trailing down to her sex and become filled by their digits pressing into all the right spots almost immediately.
The Next Morning
Needless to say, waking up in the arms of a very sexy alien with a body only very talented artists could only hope to make into reality left Felicia at a loss for words. Despite the sex being absolutely phenomenal, now this thing was shoveling all the food that she had made for it into its jagged mouth. Remembering the things that tongue did to her just the previous night had Felicia blushing as she kept cooking as a way to ignore the growing heat in her body.
Once half of the food in the fridge vanished in one sitting, Felicia decided to confront this thing she had slept with the night before as they sat across the table from each other. Another problem became immediately obvious as her eyes drifted to the chest area of this creature's chest.
"C-could you do something about your chest? It's distracting."
Listening to the request left the creature a bit confused compared to how she couldn't leave her breasts alone when they moved their activities to the bedroom.
"Why? You were sucking and touching them nonstop last night. Don't you like them?"
It certainly didn't help that this creature was massaging those glorious tits right in Felicia's face. Indeed, she never had seen such magnificent breasts as soft, large, and perky as hers before then. As much as she loved the slim perfection of Gwen's chest; no red blooded human being could look at those beauties and admire their absolute perfection. All Felicia wanted was one detail to go away for her own sanity.
"I do! Very much… Just… Could you get rid of the nipples? I'm a bit too distracted."
Listening to Felicia reminded the symbiote that humans were still creatures driven by their impulses like itself. Controlling that desire was something that the symbiote never had to contend with like this human woman was trying to do. Evolving into a creature that only ever enhanced that impulse made it difficult to understand why anybody would try to stop that from guiding them to their ideal conclusion.
Out of respect, the symbiote concealed its erogenous zones on its chest and between its legs. Common sense had the alien female assuming that it's sex should be minded as well.
"Thank you. Anyways, just what the hell are you?"
Gaining intelligence allowed the symbiote to break down how it's species was a species of alien life that spread across the universe by sending its spawn across the stars to spawn and consume the already available life to take over and developed into more advanced versions of themselves to continue this accelerated evolution of theirs. Countless planets had fallen with all life being assimilated into this function of the symbiotes. They weren't even a hivemind with the many evolving symbiotes unable to communicate with each other across the stars.
Landing on earth was perhaps one of the most significant symbiotes to exist. Very few lineages of evolution produced with each other to spawn highly evolved symbiotes that were stronger than all others before them. Emerging from several joining of very strong candidates created her. Sending her across the stars was one of the most significant moments of symbiotic history. Yet when she found her ideal candidate, something stopped her from taking over.
"What stopped you? I mean, I'm happy to still be me; but what stopped you?"
Recalling the incomprehensible power she felt from that entity shaped like a house cat still made the female alien shudder and ball up into its new form. Felicia actually felt bad enough to got around the table they sat across to cradle the alien against herself. Feeling this protective of this alien princess, which she had essentially classified herself as, confused Felicia a little. Maybe they were bonded through their connection of Felicia essentially being the blueprint of the symbiote's entire existence.
But one thing that she heard confirmed something that had always bothered her for some time now. That dream with the cat-like entity wasn't just a dream she couldn't stop thinking of. Even the way this alien described the outline of the enigmatic deity matched her image of that being who supposedly acted with interest in what Felicia would do from here on out.
Holding the female alien against her body just reminded her of last night after she realized how long they had been there. They too picked up on her change in pheromones.
Their arms captured Felicia in a hug as she tried to stop her intimate parts from reacting to the memories. Unfortunately for her, the alien was still hungry for more of Felicia and her sensual energy.
"... I guess I can still consume you in a much more beneficial way for both of us."
Never in her entire life did Felicia ever expect to be turned on by the sight of a toothy monster licking their lips at her. The memories of that tongue weakened her legs as it licked the lips of this alien female's wide maw.