Spiders in Heat (nsfw)

>Be Spider-Slut
>You feel a bit of warmth and you don't care
>You aren't stopping until the fire in your belly is doused completely
>No matter what her says
>The suit you wear covers you, is even inside you, milking him in ways a normal hole couldn't, tendrils keeping him rock hard as you ride to your heart's content

>Be Anon
>Be average, ordinary high-schooler taking a shortcut from school to home through an alley
>Be... sticky?
"The hell?"
>Dusting some powder and sticky droplets from your shoulders, you look up to see the cause and...
"Oh my god"
>That's Spider-Woman and her amazing cunt
>And...
>Holy shit
>She sees you
>You stare up at her, she stares up at you, and another, faint trickle leaks down her spread thighs,
>For a moment, nobody moves
>And then you turn and run back the way you came, half-formed apologies spilling from your lips
>Your feet make it as far as three, maybe three-and-a-half steps before something hits your back and you're lifted up into the air, your backpack left behind as the force of the pull jerks it from your fingers
>The sound you make as you're hoisted through the air is not particularly manly, but another THWIP fixes that
>Cold, wet goo covers your mouth, muting your panic as your momentum changes downwards and you land in a mass of sticky, black threads
>A spider web
>The webbing holds your arms down and your legs spread eagle and you know from the youtube videos that nobody not super-powered got out of these things
>A pressure behind you makes you tilt your head back to see her
>Spider-Woman, her slit still shown off to the world, crawling over to you on all fours
>Oh god, why was this hot?
"Mfff? Mmmhmmff? Nggh!"
>Your "words" stop when she places a sticky finger over the webbing covering your mouth
>"Shhhh"
>You shh
>Pleased, she keeps talking, leaving you time to ogle her figure
>"Want to help a hero out, big guy?"
>You nod
>"Thought so. See... I've got this itch I can't scratch, but I think you"
>Spidey boops your nose, making you crosseyed
>"have the tool..."
>Her booping finger traces down your chest to your pants, coming to rest on your zipper
>Oh boy
>"to help~"
>With a flourish, like a magician revealing a bouquet, the lusty hero fishes your unflowery cock from your jeans
>"And you definitely have the tool for the job~"

>Be the incredibly horny Sunset Shimmer
>Be running entirely by the seat of your well-toned ass
>This was... not what you'd had planned
>But you were too far in, and honestly, you didn't want to stop
>Your whole body was on fire, a heat that only intensified once you got a good look at your prize
>Somehow, you knew that this dick would help quench your needs
>Only thing is, he isn't even hard
>With an angry glare at the offending, flaccid cock, you crawl over the nameless boy's face, , face to face with his prick before wrapping your silky hands around it and stroking
>His hips kick up in surprise but your webbing holds, leaving you free to try anything to get your new toy working

>You are Anon
>This is amazing
>But also fucking terrifying
>Spider-Woman is ohmygodshe'ssuckingyourdick
>Your boner betrays you, as it has so many times before
>You're a couple dozen feet in the air, tied up like a bug in a... net, getting head from a sex-crazed superhero
>Your cock reacts happily to its new warm, wet home
>All the while, Spider-Woman's legs are spread directly over your face, giving you a good look at her, well, goods
>Kinda-rape or not, you wished you could get a taste and return the favor she was giving you
>Abruptly, the tongue fun ends and your view clears, the shapely hero instead positioning her dangerous hips over your throbbing cock
>Wait, you aren't wearing a rubber
>Oh no

>Be Sunset
>Oh yes~
>Your hips drop and you

>Are Anon, seeing stars
>You try thrusting but ultimately, she's in complete control, bouncing like a madwoman
>Panting, breathy moans trill from her masked lips
>You're completely at her mercy and for some reason that puts you over the edge, grunting as you spill yourself into her
>....
>She's not stopping

>Be Spider-Slut
>You feel a bit of warmth and you don't care
>You aren't stopping until the fire in your belly is doused completely
>No matter what her says
>The suit you wear covers you, is even inside you, milking him in ways a normal hole couldn't, tendrils keeping him rock hard as you ride to your heart's content

>You are Anon
>Your prick is being... well, you don't even know how to describe it
>Something is keeping your dick hard, milking it as she uses you
>You try to thrash, to get away from the bizarre pleasure, but it's totally pointless
>You're not going to get away until she lets you
>If she lets you

>Time passes
>You aren't sure how much
>Minutes?
>Hours?
>She's relentless
>If anything, she's only gotten more energetic
>Your hips are going to be so bruised...

>you are...
"Fuck~!"
>You are Sunset Shimmer
>And you can feel it
>Finally
>Eyes shut, teeth clenched, you pound down onto your toy and tilt your head back, letting out a scream as you cum, your whole body shaking as wave after wave of relief crashes over you

>Be terrified Anon
>the last thing you see before you pass out is spider-Womans mask morph into a horrifying, toothy face and screech like a banshee
>It's too much
>Your body and mind give up as you join her in orgasm

>You are a couple, the pair of you guess
>Turns out that a hard enough orgasm unmasks a certain Spider-Woman while she sleeps
>And a certain walking cock is too terrified to say no when she tells him she had a good time and would like to see him again
>Holding hands, the maybe-rapist and her victim stroll through the park
>And a certain symbiote is pleased to find its bond something it couldn't supply on its own
>Besides, all that cum would be useful in making a symbiote just for him
>No one likes being alone