Chapter 16
MJ groaned and moaned as her gaping pussy drained syrupy spunk right over her best friend's face. "Oh god! What happened? What is this?" The girl asked, completely astonished by what she did.
"Fuck, I feel so full . . ." she added, looking at Peter while feeling that thick seed clinging to the interior of her womb.
Gwen quickly got up and hugged MJ from behind, happy that she was now a part of the hive. "Well, Peter got you pregnant; congratulations!" She muttered with a smug smile while her face was drenched in semen. Luckily, the teenager's clothes were completely clean, another advantage of having a living suit.
MJ blinked a few times, as now that Peter was firmly positioned between her breasts, she could feel his hot breath in between her tits. "What?! Oh fuck, I can feel it," she muttered while biting her lower lip. There was this mixture of excitement and shame melting in her brain as she was still assimilating the situation.
"Don't feel bad; he also creampied me yesterday, and I am really sure that he also put a bun in my oven," Gwen added as she went and began to grope those giant tits, rubbing Peter's face between them.
Unable to make a proper reaction, she quickly got up and showed the group her fully naked body in all its glory, covered in a layer of sweat that made her shine like a polished metal statue. "Wait, you two already did it?!" She asked, as her loins still felt on fire. Even after a mind-breaking mating session, MJ's flesh was craving for more.
Peter got up and patted her head. "There, there, first I must say that I really enjoy this," he said while the redhead almost melted by that gesture. Getting praised by Peter felt just right, for some reason.
"Second yeah. We were already fucking, and we were waiting for the right time to say it to you and probably get a threesome," Gwen added, licking her lips while resisting the temptation to start licking that wonderful body.
"But it seems that you kind of went feral on me," Peter finally said as his heart beat with excitement. Now the three would be together forever.
"I am so sorry! Fuck, fuck, fuck, what are we going to do now?! I probably got pregnant and got both of us naked!" MJ screamed while grabbing her head; panic quickly overpowered the sensation of bliss running across her body.
"You're lucky we developed some quick-growing clothing prototypes, MJ," Peter muttered with a big smile, trying to disguise his web tendrils as just a simple tool they had created with Gwen. Without wasting time, the boy put his hand in his pocket and took "out" a small spray bottle that was just Venom flesh reshaped as an object. The girl was already freaking out, and the teenager didn't want to add an alien to the mix.
"What did you do?" MJ asked with a worried tone, as she was still completely naked in this hot box.
"Yes, Peter, if you might," Gwen muttered while playing along with Peter. They were incredibly in sync for this kind of stuff.
With this "spray," he quickly went and fixed the rags on the ground back into MJ's clothes. The black liquid that went out of that bottle began to move and assimilate with the material, fixing and sewing the cloth back together on its own.
Once the clothes were fixed and Peter "dressed up" again while MJ was busy covering her body, he began to talk again. "There, it is only temporary but should do the trick," he added with a calm tone.
"Oh, this is nice . . ." the redhead said, feeling this warm embrace around her body. Still extremely horny and feeling the effects of the mating session in her body, but now a little more happy that the immediate threat was over.
MJ, however, had a lot of questions. "When did you make it?" She asked, as her pale face was still completely red. Even with the change of clothes, the muscular woman could feel the cloth clinging to her body like a leech, probably because of all the sweat on her skin.
Peter took a deep breath, wanting to keep doing lewd stuff with her but deciding to take it slow. "We are working on a lot of projects to gain money. After all, I have a lot of mouths to feed," he answered with an aura that beamed confidence.
The girl nodded a few times. "Do-don't! Worry! I will take responsibility! Tomorrow I am sending my resume to McDonald's," she mumbled while thinking about what to do next. After all, she was the one who pounced on Peter and forced him to drain his balls inside her.
"Weren't you trying to get an actress gig?" Gwen asked and raised an eyebrow, a little confused.
"Well, if I am pregnant . . . my kids cannot survive off just gigs," MJ exclaimed with a nervous smile. She was willing to sacrifice her dreams not only to atone for her lust but also for her family's sake.
Venom was moved by this gesture. ("I want to hug her soooooooooooooooo bad right now!") She said it inside Peter's mind, enduring the urge to reward such an amazing member of the hive. The alien was a queen who loved her subjects.
("Not yet; she will freak out.") Peter answered, making it clear that MJ needed to take things slowly. Just a lot of sex and pampering until she was ready to know the truth.
Peter would not allow that; MJ was a warrior, and she should live to her full potential. "No, you will keep training and even more. We need a bodyguard just in case since inventors tend to be susceptible to kidnappings," he exclaimed, making it clear that the teenager was the one wearing pants in this relationship.
MJ got taken aback by Peter's firm words. It was refreshing for him to be this dominant and confident about himself.
"Yes! We need those muscles protecting us!" Gwen chimed in with a big smile and grabbed that firmly-toned ass. She couldn't wait to have more fun with MJ, especially since she seemed to be really ashamed of her bisexual nature.
The huge redhead nodded a few times as the Ferris wheel started to move again, her smile shinning with pure resolve. "Well, in that case . . . trust me! I will protect you two!" MJ exclaimed as she was ready to do her part. Nobody would lay a hand on those two as long as she was alive.
After a few minutes, and thanks to Venom helping the technicians repair the ride, the wheel began to move again. She could feel herself inside MJ, and since her king ordered it, she would take it slow and easy. So with that done, the hive exited that hot box with a new member in their ranks.
"Teenagers," the technician operating the wheel muttered and rolled his eyes after the trio came out of the attraction, smelling what a mess they had made inside that box.
Peter and Gwen decided to start working on their equipment the next day, back in his room. After all, MJ wasn't needed for such things since she was more busy sculpting her body to protect the hive in the future as a proper champion.
"I feel a little bad hiding you from MJ," Peter muttered while writing a schedule for their project on his computer desk. He carefully divided the time into testing, development, gathering the materials, etc. Even if the boy was new to this work, he knew that organization was the key to success in this project.
Gwen rolled her eyes as she was on her laptop, trying to find a way to get all the money they needed to start this project while sitting on his bed. "You made the right choice; she is not into tentacles as much as me," the young girl muttered, trying to focus on their job and resisting the temptation of fucking.
Venom, also connected to the computer by a long tendril jammed into its tower, made a small mouth on Peter to talk. "Yeah, just take things slowly with her. She can become an impressive member of the hive but needs some time to get used to our love," the alien added, still avoiding the topic of what was lurking inside that sleeping monster's blood.
Peter nodded, understanding the girl's argument. He didn't realize that his acts were basically corrupting MJ into his bitch. "Right, well, let's focus on working first, and then we will see. Ok?" He said it with a small and innocent smile.
"Yes, let's try to make these fire-resistant clothes," Gwen added with a smug grin, as she knew perfectly well what was happening and the girl loved it.