Limit Breaks Aren't Just For Video Games

Peter licked his lips and tried to focus on the pictures he was developing. They were old ones of him as Spider-Man, before this had happened, that he'd never given to JJ. There were two reasons he was going with older photos. First and foremost he doubted Jameson would believe any photos Peter brought now. There was a vast difference between himself a week ago and himself now.

The other reason was, honestly... Peter hadn't gone out as Spider-Man and fought crime since he and MJ had saved that woman from the muggers.

He kept getting distracted. Trying to make more money to support his and MJ's new lifestyle. Feedings also took time too as he was always hungry and trying to wait only made it worse; he'd even begun dreaming of himself eating the stuff in his lab! And then there was the sex. His girlfriend ('mate' his mind whispered softly) and him had always had a healthy sex life but now? Yesterday alone they had made love so often the times blended into one. And it had gone on for so long.... he'd come home at 1 or so and they'd only stopped so he could get the Grubhub order he'd placed and scarf that down. And even then they'd masturbated during most of the meal!

'I should go out and do a patrol,' he thought. 'Maybe get...' he groaned as he felt a wave of pleasure hit him from Mary Jane's end of their link. 'Maybe... get Mary Jane to help? She has powers so... we could...' He let out a moan as his cock hardened, banging into the table as another plume of heat rose through him. 'Venom... could you...' He looked down and saw the symbiote cover his dick, so that at least if he did cum it wouldn't get everywhere. 'Thanks... but yeah, we could do a patrol and-'

Peter shook as he orgasmed, filling another orb full of cum. His eyes twitched in his head and he shook as he just kept spraying, it taking nearly a minute for him to stop. The orb was the size of a basketball when it finally dropped and Peter moaned, spreading his legs wide.

"I... can't do this..." he panted. "It feels like there are three MJ's now! She just-" he came again, another orb crashing to his feet. "God... I have to... I have to focus..." He squeezed his eyes shut even as his body jiggled. I felt like Mary Jane was there, jerking him off despite him being alone. It felt so good, so wonderful, and while he knew he needed to do so much stuff he didn't want to do anything but feel so good! Nothing in his life had felt so great as the last few days with him and Mary Jane, being together, growing larger and more sexy.

Peter threw back his head, his mind scrambling as he was hit with more orgasmic bliss.

"I... just... I want..." Peter panted.

'What do you want?' Venom asked... and Peter SWORE he heard MJ and two other voices asking the same thing.

"I want..." He came again.

"Yes?"

"I want..."

"Say it..."

"I want... to feel like this and not feel guilty any more-"

Something snapped in Peter's brain. It was like there had been a condom in his skull, inflating as more and more jizz was shot into it, and then it had broken apart and his mind was flooded and the barrier was gone forever. All sense of duty, of responsibility? Gone. His guilt about not doing more for others? Vanished. His need to never put himself first? Reversed. All that mattered was him and Mary Jane and Venom.

Peter let out a savage roar and began to violently destroy his photo lab. First by smashing it, then inspiration struck and he began to chomp down on equipment, swallowing it and feeling it quickly digest and turn into fat. He willed away the suit from his dick and just stomped about the room, spraying jizz like a firehose even as he ate everything that represented his old life and his old way of thinking. He felt himself growing bigger and bigger and he welcomed it. He wanted to be fucking huge. He wanted to arrive home and have MJ be utterly startled at how big he was, so that she looked tiny... and then have her desperate to grow quicker to match him.

Only when the room was empty save for his cum that now coated the walls in thick dripping sheets did Peter march towards the window, willing Venom to form the suit before he ripped the wall apart so he could escape.

"Daddy's coming home," he whispered as the new Peter Parker swung towards where MJ was.