Carnage Symbiote

It didn't take a second to uncover the box that the symbiote known as Carnage leapt straight at her.

"Get this thing off me" She said as she struggled against the mass that was tearing the top of her tight leather suit violently.

She knew she was being watched. She was being used as a guinea pig, and it really bothered her.

She wasn't going to let that crazy thing possess her, nor let some mad scientist use her as an object.

Fortunately she was able to detach the symbiote from her, and moved several feet away. Her large breasts were exposed in the process.

The mass began to grow into an almost humanoid shape. The white-haired woman watched the scene with some fascination.

Sex... pronounced the thing.

"What?" Felicia made a confused face. She hadn't expected that word coming out of that killing machine at all.

Carnage began to advance toward the white-haired woman. Every step she took she was disassembled and rebuilt.

I need... SEX!

It lunged at Felicia who, despite her best efforts, was unable to dodge the giant hulk bearing down on her.

"No, you'll never have me. I'd rather die than let you join me."

The creature watched her for a few seconds without doing or saying anything. Suddenly, a pair of tentacles burst out of the mass and burrowed into the white-haired woman's ears until they reached her brain. At that moment the cat's eyes turned white and her mind disappeared from that place.

When she came to her senses, she realized that she was completely naked in what seemed to be a black void.

Suddenly, out of the void, people began to appear and walk along her sides as if she was not there.

"What is this?"

_Memories. _replied the creature like an echo in the place.

They were visions of how the scientists had brought Carnage in, had separated it from its host. Cletus being killed and cut open like a frog in a science project and then examined for answers in his body. All in front of the symbiote. Then, how they took the creature and tortured it along with several of Venom's children to finally transform it into a machine that no longer had that madness for ****, but an uncontrollable madness for sex.

They had taken away what defined it, and it infuriated him. It needed someone to get ****. It needed...her.

"What do you want to get out of this?" consulted Felicia, looking around.

**** ... Freedom ... Sex ...

With the information Black Cat was handling, it was her time to bargain.

"And what do I get out of this?"

Power, escape, pleasure.

Black Cat was hesitant. Suddenly a tentacle came out of nowhere and began to crawl up her leg until it reached her vagina.

"Hey. What...?"

Not letting her finish it entered her sex. The woman moaned weakly as she tried to pull the creature out with her hands. Unfortunately, all she succeeded in doing so was to become more aroused.

"You're not playing fair" she said as best she could as she fell to her knees.

At that moment she knew...