Pecking Order

It might have lasted, the orgy, if one of the newly hatched kids hadn't made a mistake.

As odd as it was to think that the bloated, gigantic, monsterous beings could even consider anything anymore to be a 'mistake'. They had broken every taboo. Incest. Murder. Canibalism (though the original venoms would argue against that as unless you counted cum swallowing they hadn't eaten each other and humans were just cattle). Nothing was wrong. Everything was permitted.

Except one of the females yanked a male that was fucking MJ away, deciding she wanted him instead.

No... no that would not due. Greed was everything now for Mary Jane. Her entire existance. And you did not take a greedy monster's fuck buddy!

"ENOUGH!" Mary Jane roared through the mental link.

Everyone froze.

She looked at the original venoms and, after a moment, they all stood up. The children snapped and snarled but Peter slammed a fat foot down and they all whimpered and went silent.

"We are the masters," Mary Jane warned them. "Your parents. You will obey us. Do as we command. You will not take from us, you will not steal from the pack. You will do as the pack needs and be rewarded. You fail and we will eat you so we have energy to replace you. Understand?"

She smiled as the kids nodded their heads.

"So... now what?" Miles said, scratching at his belly. "Back to fucking? I think I have... 50 gallons left in the tank."

Cindy tapped her chin. "I don't know... maybe she should expand. We're growing out of the tower." Looking around that showed to be true... there couldn't even see the floor anymore due to all the bodies."

"We're going to pop soon," Gwen pointed out, rubbing her stiff belly. "Need to be ready for that."

Anya licked her lips. "I want to explore more of this body and what we can do! There are other people out there... the Black Widow, Peter's clones... we could add them to the pack." She sent a mental image of Natasha bloated up as big as they were showing just how limber even with a massive belly should could be.

Peter stroked his chin. "We still have some workers left that we didn't devour," he said.

"Want to eat'em?" Jessica asked.

"Or..." Peter sent the mental image of Jessica using her powerful snatch to suck men into her, crushing them against her sugar walls, while Gwen and Anya held down a woman and Peter, even just placing the tip of his cock against her pussy, made her swell until near bursting by blasting his seed into her. "What do you say, MJ? What should we do next?"