MJ goes wild.

Looking down at the phone and the slip of paper that had the agent's number, MJ mulled the thought over until she shrugged and slowly put the phone back on the receiver. Getting up off the couch, MJ scratched at her thigh and cleavage through the robe and decided to give the apartment a look over. Looking around she found piles of dishes at the sink, the kitchen table was a mess and spare laundry sat at a hamper nearby waiting to be taken to the laundromat.

She certainly wasn't in the mood for cleaning. Huffing and tossing her hair over her shoulder, the woman went back to their shared bedroom and went to lay in bed. She'd rather sleep the day away, or eat something to settle her stomach, only to remember that the fridge was completely bare. Sighing again, she sat up off the bed and made her way to the tall mirror on the wall, looking herself over and posing. Gone was her narrow waist, now a prominent gut that stuck out almost a foot in front of her. Her slim hips and thighs now broad and meaty, her ankles thick and feet large as a result. Delicate arms swollen large and thick with broad shoulders and heaving breasts barely contained by the gown she wore, both rivalling the size of her head in their buoyancy. Looking up at her pouting plump lips and soft round face, MJ blew herself a kiss.

As far as she was concerned she was gorgeous.

Willing the black nigh robe to disappear and leave herself nude, MJ posed again, admiring her enlarged curves. Squeezing her breasts together, she brought them up for her to lick at the slopes of her tits, giggling to herself that she couldn't do that yesterday. She loved being bigger, and she wanted to grow even more. But then she looked back at all the things she still had to do today, the lob listings, the chores, the groceries. It was enough that it made her shoulders drop. "What I wouldn't do for things to be simple..."

"You want it simple?" Asked Venom in her head.

"Yeah... Sometimes it gets stressful having to put up with all these complications, all I want to do is spend time with Peter and eat."

"Oh? Why didn't you say so?" Confused, MJ looked down at her cleavage as if she were talking straight down at the symbiote.

"What are you getting at Venom?"

"You humans have a side of yourselves you keep locked away unless you're drunk or its a full moon out, the animal imperative driven to survival you all stamped out when you decided to go civilized. If you want I can let it out."

Giving herself another pose, turning and looking over her shoulder at her wide rear and back, MJ turned again to face her reflection and tossed her hair behind her. "Alright then, just a taste, see how it feels."

A second later, MJ's eyes shot wide open and a thrill went up her spine. Breathing sharply through her nose, the plump woman felt up her meaty curves and smiled a toothy grin back at her luscious reflection. Stepping out into the rest of the apartment, the woman looked around and sniffed the air. She could make out the smell of sweat and cum from the bedroom and all the scents of the food they ate the other day before still stale and permeating the kitchen. Heading to the sink, she grabbed an empty plate and began to lick it clean. She could feel her heart pound in her chest and her pulse crash through her like a tide, causing her to twerk her ass to the rhythm of her heart beat. Licking another plate, it wasn't enough, she wanted to be fed, she wanted to eat.

Allowing the symbiote to envelope her, when it finally took over her face and gave her a toothy maw, she used it to bite down on the plate and shatter it between her fangs. The image of her and Peter eating and growing until they burst out of the restaurant still made her moist, driving her on as she chewed the porcelain and swallowed. She then turned her attention to the rest of the dishes, breaking them into pieces and chewing them down. All the while her belly's spider emblem stretched and grew as it was filled. Then she turned her attention to the glasses, the cutlery, eventually the shelves were cleaned out, then torn off their hinges. biting down on wood and metal, the She-Venom chewed and ate until she quickly had her fill.

Her bullet shaped head then turned its attention to the laundry hamper, licking her fanged jaws as she stomped towards it and tossed the kitchen table out of her way and breaking it in the process. She grabbed handfuls of linen, silk and denim and swallowed it all down, purring and growling under her breath as she devoured her laundry. The more she ate, the larger her stomach grew, as did her hips and ass, standing up and letting her larger breasts wobble, she finally let the symbiote retract back to leave her in the nude again, rubbing circles under her belly and licking her plump lips.

She felt so free, so alive! The stress of finding another job, worrying about her social life, her career, her figure, it was all gone. In its place was her sole priority; survival! She wanted to be bigger, to eat, to grow, to become large and fat. She wanted a mate, she wanted a den, a pack to hunt and feed with, to grow into an apex predator. But most of all she wanted a brood, litters of plump cubs to call her own, to make her even fatter.

She could picture it; the apartment stripped bear and hollowed out, crowded with giant plump ogre men and women who crowded and squeezed against each other for space. The place stinking of sweat and pheromones, hot and humid from such close proximity as they ground against each other. And her caught in the middle of it as meaty paws groped at her expanded figure, making her laugh, moan and bray out in arousal until MJ blinked her eyes open and came right there. Still shivering, she turned and pressed her ass against the wall, smearing her juices against it and marking the place as hers. Eventually, her heart calmed and the woman found herself panting and swooning, dripping sweat from the experience.

"So? You like?" She heard Venom ask.

Pressing up against the wall, MJ shivered. "Oh yes..."

The animal in her was alive! And it wanted to stay.