Setting Up Shop

"I'm impressed," Gwen said as she watched Peter work. He was partially in his Venom form, partially looking human... ish. Because honestly in Gwen's eyes Peter was far too wonderful to be considered 'human' anymore. Far larger than any other human that had ever lived but also more muscular. He was wider than if all four of them, before their wonderous transformation, had stood with their arms wrapped around each other and just as tall as that. But he was partially transformed, with his torso covered in the suit but his face and limbs left exposed.

"Oh?" Peter asked as he looked up from his project, turning to Gwen. She, in turn, was completely naked and when he spun in the specially reinforced chair they'd found in one of the Kingpin's offices (which still groaned under his weight) he found her standing there with her mouth partially opened, fingers running along her slit as her eyes kept darting from his huge 2-foot long feet (because Gwen had been a kinky thing even before embracing her urges and hadn't been shy about admitting to her foot fetish) to his now nearly 3 foot long cock (the extra foot given to him thanks to Fisk). "Gwen," he said, snapping his fingers, causing her to blink. "Talk now, fuck later."

"Right," Gwen said, shaking her head. "I was saying I was impressed with your latest idea."

Peter smirked as he held up the large gun. But rather than ending in a standard barrel it had a needle at the end of it, thin and sharp. "People will look at us and think we are stupid slobs. They are wrong on both counts."

"Of course they are!" Gwen declared. "We clean up!" And by that she meant that 1) They ate everything in sight and 2) due to Venom there was no need to shit or piss anymore as that was a waste of materials to build up their fat.

"And we think ahead," Peter said. "Bring in the first member of our staff."

"Cindy is handling that," Gwen said and sure enough the dark haired She venom walked in, just as naked as Gwen, bumping a scared accountant into the room with her belly. "Tiny thing ain't he?"

Actually he was obese by human standards but tiny to them. And his bulk was all saggy while their bodies defied gravity thanks to Venom. The accountant's knees were probably shot and his heart was on its way towards having a heartattack but Peter and the gals? They were healthier than when they had been skinny and stupid! With their powers they were stronger, faster, and quicker to heal.

"Now then... you have two choices," Peter said, slowly allowing Venom to cover his body. "You can serve us... or be SERVED to us..."

"The first! The first!" the account screamed.

"Good boy," Peter said before with lightning speed he jabbed the man with the gun and pulled the trigger. "That is a GPS tracker. i will know everywhere you go. ANd it also has a recorder in it... you talk to the wrong people or even deviant from the path I give you? I hunt you down." The heavy man nodded, sweating. "Now go open up some bank accounts and get us some food."

The man ran off and Gwen and CIndy laughed. "So," Gwen said, "are you going to honor your promise to fuck me or want to see what MJ has done to redecorate?"