Peter tries to go about his day but keeps getting distracted

Peter pushed away from the wet lab table, shutting his eyes and taking a harsh breath. The morning had seemed to go on forever even though he'd done so much. First he'd gone to a donut shop and basically bought out their entire stock, emptying his wallet to do so, and arrived at his lab and gorged himself on the pastries. Once that was done he'd set about rearranging things because with his new bulk the setup simply won't work. Shelves got moved, tables repositioned, the works. Just as he'd been getting ready to begin developing his photos his stomach had gurgled and he'd been forced to go to another donut shop and this time take a massive bite out of his savings account buying their stock out. He'd eaten up all of that food only to find that he'd gained several more inches to his belly and had to rearrange things all over again!

'Not that I'll complain too much,' he admitted as he looked over his body. Peter had always been a skinny kid and as such his mind had equated thin with weak. Larger meant stronger and better and thus the secret desire to just bloat out and become massive. That view had been reinforced by the likes of the Kingpin who, despite his bulk, could meet Peter blow for blow at times. 'And now I'm close to passing him in terms of girth!' Peter thought with a mental chuckle, pulling his t-shirt up and giving his gut a wiggle. 'And it helps that MJ is loving me like this too-'

His body went ramrod straight.

'Speaking of MJ what are you doing babe?' he thought. Thanks to them both sharing Venom the two had a mild link. He couldn't read her thoughts or the like but he did feel hints of her emotions. There had been some brief disappointment early on and he assumed that was her having to cancel one of her modeling jobs but then he'd felt her happiness and he hadn't worried. Now however?

Now he kept feeling jolts of sexual pleasure racing through his body.

Turning away from the wet lab table fully Peter stared down at the bulge in his pants. "Damn it, not again-" He hissed in pleasure as he felt a wave of delight rocket through him. "-I nearly ruined the last set of photos when I came!" he looked at a large wet puddle on the ground that most people would have assumed was him dropping a gallon of milk or something but Peter knew was actually a massive cum spot from when he'd fired off a load thanks to Mary Jane's own orgasm.

'Want me to help?' Venom asked.

"Yeah, sure," Peter said sarcastically. "You'd probably tell me to rob a bank or-"

Two things happened at once. The first was that Peter felt another jolt of pleasure from MJ that caused his wide hips to buck as he released. The second was Venom altered Peter's lower half, covering it in the black suit, his genitals exposed, and it began to balloon outward at the head of his cock, swelling bigger and bigger until an orb about the side of a large grapefruit hung from Peter's dick. With a wet plop it broke off as Peter's pants reverted to denim, leaving a shiny black orb.

"Whoa," Peter panted, sitting down carefully on the barstool he was using, taking a breath before picking up the ebony orb. "Is this..."

'Your seed? Yes. I thought that would make cleanup easier.'

"HUh," Peter said before feeling a wave of guilt hit him. "Listen... thanks. I know I've been real mistrusting of you, assuming you wanted to make me and MJ evil monsters or something but... you've been a huge help."

'I merely wish to help you both.'

"Yeah, I get- MJ!" Peter cried out as his dick went stiff again and Venom quickly created another orb to be filled with peter's cum as he fired off again. "Okay... okay... i was supposed to patrol but... I think i need to go see her and... deal with these feelings. Maybe buy myself a few hours?"

Peter hurriedly developed the photos and sent them out to be mailed to Jonah before allowing Venom to suit him up, deciding just to swing home to make it quicker. It was only at the last minute that he grabbed the two cum orbs; he wasn't sure WHAT he'd do with them but thought it better not to leave them sitting around. He left his lab, a part of his mind that hadn't been unlocked and awakened yet but was beginning to stir glad he'd at least marked it as his own...