Lab Partners

A quick change and a long call to Aunt May and I had gotten my head back on straight. Sure, I may have got my ass beat and gotten some of Tonya Stark’s technology stolen by a shadow organization that everyone is too scared to even talk about but hey… not too bad for a Monday, right?

Slipping on my lab coat I had punched in all the codes and turned into the secret portion of the lab, where I was surprised to see the lights on, and a beautiful blonde woman writing notes on her clipboard as she stared at the whirring mass of black ooze inside of its cage.

“Gwen?” I ask quickly, causing her to jolt slightly and turn around to face me. “I… it’s late, I thought I would be alone in here.” I say as I approach her and the ooze, glancing down at the symbiote which seemed to be actually dormant right now.

“I uh… got a little carried away.” Gwen says softly, and I noticed the blush on her cheeks. I take a quick look down at her clipboard and see hundreds of harshly scribbled down notes, and one particular word that stood out to me. My eyes widened softly, and very quickly Gwen must have noticed because she puts the clipboard to the side and looks away.

“What… did you do?” I ask, my voice slightly more harsh than I meant it to come out as. She just shrugged and refused to speak, which only scared me more. “Gwen… what the fuck did you do?” With that I quickly jolted and grabbed her clipboard, which she lunged to try and stop me, but with my insane reaction time she was unable to do so in time.

I read and she had completely filled out the page Dr. Conners left behind about human trials. My eyes ran through the page and only grew wider and wider as my jaw dropped. We both stood in silence for over a minute, before I finally broke it with a small whimper.

“This… this is dangerous.” I whisper, and Gwen only nods in response.

“It… it is… but…” with that she starts to slowly walk towards the containment unit and puts one hand against the glass. The sludge inside of it starts to move again, almost reacting, as a long strand stretches out, like an arm extending from its body, and presses on the other side of the glass where Gwen’s hand is. “But it’s so… incredible Petra.” Gwen continues, her eyes staring longingly into the ooze. “It’s one of the best feelings I ever experienced like… like it truly gets me.” Gwen says, and I watch her eyes move towards the lock on the capsule. “It understands me…”

“Gwen… stop.” I say harshly again, which gets her to shoot me a quick glare. At least her attention is off the alien for once. “Let’s put a pause on this and… and talk to Conners! Just… just stop! Please!” I say almost desperately, but Gwen just looks away, and stares down at the sludge which, if I didn’t know any better, looked like it was staring back at her.

“No…” she whispers, and very swiftly her hand reaches out and undoes the lock, letting the door fling open. Almost immediately the ooze shoots itself out of its cage and latches onto Gwen, who’s eyes roll back in her head, her body starts to shiver, and she lets out a mix of a moan of pleasure and a scream of pain… that had a weird, dark, underlying voice to it.

I tried to get it off of her, but as soon as it touched her skin it practically vanished. I watched as she writhed in pain for a couple seconds before, eventually, everything seemed to stop, and she turned to me, panting, but a huge smile on her face.

“Gwen…?” I ask hesitantly, taking a small step forward cautiously, looking her over to see if I could notice anything different about her. “What… are you… ok? What happened?” I ask, and Gwen’s smirk only grows wider.

“Would you like us to show you… Petra?” I only had a second to process that she said us and not me before she slid her lab coat off of her, as well as her pants, revealing a new set of black lingerie… and a thick, long, fat fucking cock that definitely wasn’t there when we were dating.