Are Bad, Mc’Kay?

Crashing in the middle of a large glass plated window in the center structure of the building, me and Toomes were sent flying in different directions as my powers eventually gave out. I slid across the concrete floor and crashed against a metal pipe, denting it slightly, and just out of the corner of my eye I could see the massive pile of metal clashing as Toomes started to land.

Knowing Toomes took the brunt of the glass shattering I took a second to breathe and get my focus right. This wasn’t as bad as Rhino, but flying like that got my adrenaline pumping, and my heart racing like a mad woman. Not to mention this hangover was still fucking killing me! As soon as I felt myself calm down enough I pushed myself to my feet, and began to slowly walk over to the machinery lying on the ground.

“Ok Toomes…” I say softly as I approach, watching the electrical shards spark and surge in front of me. “Game’s over.” When I get there though my eyes widen softly as the cockpit is totally empty, and all that’s left was the metal scrap of wings on the ground. Even the main backpack seemed to be gone as well.

“You couldn’t be any more right, Spider-Woman.” I hear from behind me. My spider-senses tingle again, but my reaction time was much too slow. Before I knew it I felt a surgical mask pressed against my face as a substance was pumped into my mouth and nose, filling my senses with a sweet aroma and taste. My body froze for half a second, but my eyes were able to focus slightly on the petite blonde in front of me, with a huge smile on her face, as she held the mask against me. The tubing was attached to the backpack she still had on, as a bright green gas seemed to flow through it into the mask.

“I was going to save this little serum for Norma… but you’ve pissed me off enough today. I think you deserve a taste.” She giggles, before the machine turns off and she takes a step back with a smirk as she watches me, as if waiting for something to happen.

At first I was confused because… my headache started to go away? My body became less achy and just overall I felt… fine. Good even! Like… really good… Really really fucking good… My heart started to race once again as my mind started to move at a hundred miles per hour… until, all at once, it stopped. My mind was blank and my body was frozen as if my entire nervous system was buffering. But I felt it start to restart again, and as soon as it did I felt only one thing… no more headache, no more pain… I was horny.

Really fucking horny!

“What… did you do to me?” I ask in a softer, more higher pitched tone as my body began to heat up. It felt as if I wanted to claw this stupid super suit off of me and throw it to the side I was so hot… but I couldn’t do that, right?

“That was just a little concoction the girls at the lab were cooking up.” All at once I remembered my last field trip to Oscorp and the secret room I found myself in. I remembered all the experiments, turning women into nothing but lustful, airheaded sluts for their masters bidding. I then remembered the one cell with the failed experiment, a permanent sexual overdrive infused in her brain… “I was going to use it on Osborn and fuck her brains out in the middle of her own lab, but you ruined that for me.”

As if my mind was no longer my own my thoughts began to wander to what I felt earlier when I saved Norma. Her large, bountiful breasts bouncing and jiggling against my back, her fat, plump ass squishing and wobbling around as I swung her through the city. I couldn’t help but imagine the scene of my best friends mom being fucked by this villain and…

Oh fuck the thought of it was so fucking hot!

“You feel it, don’t you Spider-Whore?” I hear Toome’s voice like an echo in the back of my mind as I try and fight these thoughts… but they just keep coming, louder and stronger, one by one in full ****. I take a second to look over at Toomes who just smirks at me, and softly sways her hips from side to side… showing off a thick fucking bulge bouncing between her thighs…

“I… feel… nothing…” I growl in a pained stutter as I stare off into the distance. I could hear Toome’s only giggle more as she approaches me and puts one hand softly against my back, sending tingles up my spine.

“Oh you don’t?” She asks, though her voice was more soft and teasing now. “You don’t feel… hot?” I was sweating through my suit, and every fiber of my being was telling me to take it off. “You don’t feel… sexy?” Of course I’m sexy… I’m always sexy! Do I… need to prove it? “You don’t feel…” her hand trails softly down my back, the tingles only growing more and more, until finally she grabs a handful of my ass and pulls a loud groan out of me. “Like you wanna be fucked~?”

Beneath my mask my eyes roll back in my skull and my tongue rolls out from my lips, sending a bit of drool to dribble through the mesh of my facemask. Toomes only giggles at the sight as her grasp on my ass only grows tighter, before she eventually lets go and steps away. I couldn’t help but whimper at the lack of stimulation as my eyes lock on the smaller, more petite woman, who just smiles at me in response.

“Tell me what you want, Spider-Whore.” Toomes says, her voice much deeper and more gravely for its normal cute tone. “Tell me what you crave.”

My eyes look the woman up and down, and I can’t help but hesitate slightly at the bulge in her pants. It was big… really big! I… I need to… I can’t… I… I…

“I need your fucking cock~!”