They Ain't Gonna Know What Hit 'Em

Woo boy, Con-con 2018, the only nationwide convention celebrating the villain and antihero in us all! Almost everyone, myself included, is dressed up, and I’m no exception. I don’t have the money for an elaborate costume (the guy in the Alucard from Hellsing getup looks awesome!), but I can still do my part. I brought my T5i which is both my best accessory as well as a way to capture my experience at Con-con, and spiked my hair to be none other than Eddie Brock. Those in more elaborate costumes give me dirty looks, which makes me feel disheartened. I know that I'd look cooler if I came in a Venom bodysuit or something, but I didn't have the time or resources to get one. Either way, I'm going to enjoy myself in any way I can.

"Eddie Brock..."

I look over to my left and see a merch stand, the merchant in it looking precariously similar to the one from Resident Evil. I mean, if he's going for the Con-con look, he's sure as shit nailing it.

However, it's not exactly his wares that have me excited as I approach him. "You know who I went as?"

"Of course," he said. "It's a shame no one else is as perceptive as I am..."

"You can say that again."

"What if I could let you go as Venom instead?"

"You mean, like, you have a Venom costume to sell me?"

"...More or less."

I'm feeling a bit disheartened, taking a step to leave. "Hey man, I'm sorry, but I barely have enough money for meals and gas for my ride back home, so I'm going to have to take a pass."

His chuckle is a strange reaction, but upon him picking something out from behind his stand and placing it upon the counter, my intrigue is completely piqued. Swirling and sloshing around inside of a metallic cylindrical container with a glass display is a black, veiny blob of slime. Upon me walking up to it, it presses its form against the glass in my direction. I can hardly believe it myself and begin to question whether this is an elaborate prank or something, but I have to know.

"Is that... the Venom symbiote?"

"It is, and I'm more than happy to part with it for a mere $100 dollars."

100 smackeroos? I mean, I was hoping to get some food at the con, but for $100 dollars for a real Venom symbiote, I'll gladly eat McDonald's cheeseburgers for the rest of my vacation. Plus, if I have to dip a little into my savings, no big deal, I get paid this Friday.

"I mean... sold!" I begin fishing out my wallet and I flick my thumb through five twenty-dollar bills before snatching them out from the folds and handing them to this awesome person.

"Thank you kindly..." Reaching back up at the container, he presses a button up on top, and the glass slides around a layer to open it up, the symbiote already pouring out from it.

I begin to step away as it rapidly smacks its way across the floor to me. "Hey, whoa, whoa! What's it doing?"

The merchant laughs at me. "Have a nice life..."

The symbiote clings to my pants, and before i can even think of kicking it off, it reaches my other legs and spreads up my buttocks and across my back and abdomen. The last thing I can feel as it goes from my chest to around my face is a tingling in my nether. For getting possessed by an alien parasite, this doesn't feel that bad...

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I wake up inside of an abandoned castle, and I feel tighter all over. Not like my clothes don't fit or anything, but more like I worked out every muscle fiber of my body and now my skin just can't keep it all in. Sitting up, I get a better idea of my surroundings. I'm definitely in some kind of ruins, and my clothes and camera are all here and...

Oh shit, I'm suddenly a hunk.

I mean, I was no flab-ass or anything, but Jesus, I'm ripped. I then feel my face, which is now broader and well more defined than I'm used to. So hold on, did that symbiote just turn me into Eddie Brock? Like the Eddie Brock?

This makes no sense.

Suddenly a pinprick of black appears from existence just a few feet away from me, and it begins to spread. I fearfully back away as it reaches the floor, and out from it, a massive black horse walks out on its two hind legs like a normal person. It's body is covered in what I can only describe as a solid black smoke, its mane and tail more whisper and natural. Looking down on me, the horse person... smiled?

"A much more suitable host than this weak unicorn..." he mused.

Reaching his fingered hands at me, they began to stretch out into thin, cloudy tendrils that threatened to grab me. Before they could, the symbiote burst out from my chest, growing a pair of muscular arms and a head and face I was all too familiar with. I watched in awe as Venom himself snatched the smoke horse's fingers with one hand and then punch them off with the other. With a yelp, the horse person backed away as the disemboweled fingers turned into a single cloud that returned to its body.

"This body's already taken." My heart skips a beat upon hearing that dark, gravely voice with my own two ears.

He then hears my breathing, and Venom's incomplete form turns to face me, and now the sweat appears on my brow.

I can hardly believe it, and I just have to say something. "Oh, Venom senpai! I can't believe it's actually you!"

"You better believe it, Eddie-chan! Now come and give Venom some sugar!"

Venom then tears my shirt off and pulls me into his face with his smooth, slightly oily arms and digs his long, versatile tongue into my mouth, swirling around the roof before stopping just at the throat. With as much room as he gives me, I move my tongue over Venom's, my ever-expanding boner hardly able to keep itself into my pants. Another set of arms sprouts off of Venom's incomplete body, and he rips my pants and underpants all at once, as well as my shoes and leaving me with just my socks.

Venom's warm form then squeezes around my feet, calves, and thighs as he assimilates with me, parting my buttcheeks in the process. Forming a big ol' erect penis, Venom shoved it deep within my asshole as he continued spreading about a my back, and soon after, my Eddie Cock. Venom grows it really tall and wide so I can suck and lick at the head as Venom's second dick spins around my anal walls. Finally, as I feel the symbiote covering my face and replacing my vision with Venom's, I see as the transformation completes at my arms and hands. Now completely swaddled inside the symbiote, I feel warm and safe.

With Venom now in control, I feel his arms move onto his real big-dick and stroke with reckless abandon. With his ass-dick still in me, he stimulates the both of us as he cums straight onto the ceiling, a gallon of Ven-cum splashing all over it and promptly dripping off onto the floor. Venom then hugs himself, which I feel as though he's hugging me, and it feels me with such comfort.

My love, my love, my love, my love... he keeps me warm.

The shadow horse thing is just watching, a noticeable shade of pink, breaking through his pitch-dark cheeks. "No, fair! I want a symbiote fucking too!"

Venom then stands up with his erect cock curving up at the horse's face, pointing down at it. "Then hop on! You're about to get the ride of your life!"

Clapping his hands together in glee, the shadow horse prances toward Venom and spins around on his hands and knees, his puffy ponut squeezing in and out, hardly able to wait. Venom sticks his thick dick right in, and while Venom may be enjoying this more than me, there was no denying that what I was feeling was in-fucking-credible. Between Venom's naturally oily cock, already slathered with alien jizz, rubbing against the tight and oddly velvety ring of the horse's anus, it was like a double-smoothness extravaganza.

As Venom and the shadow horse continue to fuck, I couldn't help but get a good look at the shadow horse's own honking monster cock. My arms tried to push forward to reach for it, but Venom had them tightly locked in. However, his arms reached out as I had wanted, clearly prompted by my attempt.

"Ooh, good thinking Eddie-chan!" Venom got a hold of this horse's schlong with both hands and I nearly melted inside Venom at the feel of it.

It was rock hard, but smoother than the most polished marble, but the sizable vein protruding down the length of it, there was a bit of squishiness to it as well. With Venom inside both of our asses and our dick in the shadow horse's asshole and his dick jerked by Venom, we came at the same time, the horse's semen black as tar and almost as thick as the melted stuff. Sliding its dick out to recede into its own body, Venom pulled itself and the shadow horse down onto the ground so that we could spoon, completely enamored with the feel of his back on our chest and waist.

"I no longer want to be a bad guy," the shadow horse proclaimed. "Now that I know there's someone out there who will love me, I don't need to be evil to feel good."

"Works for me," Venom said.

A chorus of gasping sounded out from behind us, and we all sit up to see that over a dozen ponies and a small child-like purple dragon, all of whom were anthropomorphic like the shadow horse and all had big titties (except for the guys), were standing there.

There were definitely going to be some 'splainin' to do.