Peter feels all is right in the world

'This... is how things should have always been.'

Peter watched on as Mary Jane, Cindy, and Gwen allow moaned and screamed in pleasure, their massive bloated bodies shaking as they unleashed their clutches of eggs. They slipped out of them and landed on the floor, the gooey surfaces latching onto the surface and clinging on tight. He knew what they were without even having to ask. Understood that these were eggs and within were his children with the three females. Products of their bond.

'And I could have had this sooner if I weren't so foolish!'

He could tell better than the girls what was happening. Venom and them were truly becoming one single being. Venom's memories were his and his were the symbiote's. And he knew if he hadn't been so stupid and foolish and moronic when he'd first gotten the alien suit this could have been his life so much sooner. Because this was what he was destined to do. His purpose. To breed his three mates, spill his seed into their fertile wombs, and then gorge himself as they grew bigger.

There were only two problems. First and foremost he needed more. They were a tribe of four but he just as his appetite had grown so too did his desire for more mates. He knew now that the four of them could easily convert others, turn them into beings like them, and in Peter's mind images of all the women he'd been with danced through his head... and each of them were rapidly swelling with fat and transforming into their new species. And not just women... Venom had altered their very bodies and DNA so why not men too? Convert them as well into his mindless breedees who would accept his cum in their feminized bodies?

The other problem?

"That... that was... whoa," Gwen panted, a lazy grin on her face... only to yelp when Peter grabbed her and spread her legs.

"Need to fill you up again!" Peter declared.

The ladies didn't argue.