A Different Kind of Hangover…

Almost all at once as I started to come down from my orgasm I could feel my mind start to clear. All of the bliss and ecstasy of being fucked by the cute blonde started to dissipate, and all of my thoughts started to become more whole.

I’ve been here a couple hours, I’ve cum who knows how many times… but I stopped this woman from hurting Norma. And, I can’t lie, had one of the best and most intense fucks I’ve ever had in my life! But that serum… that thing was dangerous. I was lucky I was already on birth control or else I probably couldn’t have stopped myself from actually being bred by Toomes…

And that was just a prototype?

As I started to come around and be able to move my body again my vision refocused on Toomes who had stumbled back and leaned against one of the metal structures in the middle of the room. She was chuckling under her breath with a glazed over and confused look, staring off slightly into the distance as she tried to catch her breath. Her massive beast of a cock had gone limp now after her orgasm, turning almost into a microdick when it got soft… I guess she’s a grower, not a shower.

She was a person… that’s all she is…

As I felt my heart rate start to speed up again and my muscles react once more I quickly glance over to my spider suit that lay in a heap not far away. I took one last quick look at Toomes, before quickly pushing myself off the ground and running to the pile.

“Hey! Wait!” She screamed, but that’s all I gave her the chance to do. She was tired… I was exhausted. But without that exo-suit she was just a normal person. I grabbed the glove of my suit and put it on, aimed my web shooter directly at her, and then shot three times the amount of web needed to hold her to the metal tube behind her, locking her in place.

I sighed for a quick second as I panted, staring off at the woman as she struggled against the web fluid, but only for a couple seconds before she started to falter and fade. Her head sank down, her chin touching her chest, her eyes closed, and with no more resistance left in her she fell asleep.

I took a couple seconds to put my suit back on, making sure everything fit all nice and snug, before returning back to Toomes on the wall. She was alive, but her breathing was slow, tempered, and she was practically passed out. Trying to keep up with my stamina was hard for Rhino… let alone this petite little thing.

I walked over to her backpack where she pumped the substance from, but as soon as I got close to it I could tell it was fully tapped out. Whatever was in it was definitely gone now. The only thing of any interest I could get from it now was the big Oscorp logo on the front of it, but that wasn’t exactly surprising given her previous work experience.

With a sigh I walked over to a panel on the wall that had a bright red emergency button. I hesitated slightly, but then pressed the button and let a loud blaring alarm sound off, filling the room in a red light as an alert began. Hopefully that would get the police here… because I sure as hell didn’t want to stay here and wait for them. I feel like there’d be way too many questions.

I went to the window we crashed into and sent out a quick web, connecting it to a tree, and swung my way out of the building back towards the city, leaving the woman behind as the alarm continued to blare behind me. The more I swung and the further away I got the more clear my mind became. This **** wasn’t meant for me… it was meant for Norma. Could someone weaponize this even more? What if it got to this Fisk person that I keep hearing about? I needed to keep an eye out, but right now I had one more important thing on my mind.

How did my pictures turn out?