Carol Danvers (Ms/Captain Marvel): Breeding sow

Carol Danvers hung from the ceiling by the shackles around her wrists. A shock collar latched around her slender neck.

Carol whined as the latest cock in her weeping cunt pulled out. Carol couldn’t see anything. A large metal band had been wrapped around her head and welded into place. Her mouth was permanently filled with a ball gag to prevent speech. The gag had a slight hole in it for her feeding tube to enter.

Her belly already swollen from giving birth multiple times. She didn’t know anything of her children after their birth. She wasn’t meant to be their mother but a walking incubator to breed.

She felt the latest man to breed her plug the gap with a large dildo that kept Carol full of cum. A safe way to ensure her fertile womb was bred was to prevent the cum from spilling out.

Carol’s breasts were now akin to a cow’s udders. Fat with milk they sagged, constantly pulling on Carol’s back. Her ass had grown too. Her hips now wider than ever and her beauty was fading.

Carol wonders how long it’s been since her capture. Deprived of all senses, she can only assume it’s been years. Maybe decades.

Carol Danvers only knew one thing. She was a breeding sow. Her existence was meant to birth children who would join the Spider-King’s symbiote army. And she would bear her fate with as much dignity as she could.