Spider-Man: Lust

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- Anya, are you crazy? How are we going to get ears in the Shield? - My girlfriend's plan raised too many questions and doubts in my mind to just go along with it.

- Peter, do you realise you need this? Without a third party, we can't find out what the Shield has planned for you. What if the most unpleasant one possible?! - I mean, kill me. - Haa. Well, as for how to recruit.....

Anya waved her hand in the direction of my crotch with a little desire.

- Hey, that's not how it works. My partners may have some desire, it doesn't mean I can blow their brains out.

- Peter, you're gonna have to try to replicate what Fury did... Do you think that's possible?

Probably, after all, I've been working with the drug that brought my body to this state, plus unlike the Shield, I have an endless source of material to work with.... Well, as long as I'm alive, endless.

- But Anja, you do realise you're asking me to make a strange girl literally slave to my cock? - as sexy as that sounds, it's hardly a fate to be envied.

- I-I-I-- I understand. And it's your decision... - Anya lowered her head and raised her hands along her shoulders, a sign for me to leave her alone, giving her space.

.....

Without giving consent, I first decided to see if I could create something similar to what the bastard was giving Yuriko at the station.

- Well... The compounds are dividing. - so there should be a biochemical dependency now. - Haa... Should I test it on someone?

After a few hard days of work, I was able to create my first drug in a basement lab.... What had I come to? However, the question now was, does it work? Using it on myself was stupid and I certainly didn't want to know what addiction to my own sperm would look like. Using it on someone else, is it unethical or something?

Wait. Is it possible that the Shield used my drug on anyone? Surely an organisation like this couldn't do without all sorts of tests.... The horrible thought of how many people they've subjected to these tests has gone to my head.

- Well, if women start running after me like they're from deodorant adverts, I'll know exactly who to blame.

After thinking about it for a couple of days, I contacted Anya to see if she had found the right girl. And yes, not only did she already have an option, but she had a whole plan drawn up to capture Janet van Dyne.

.....

- I feel like a clown. - and for some reason, part of that plan included dressing me up in a cringe-worthy boy band outfit.

Needless to say, I attracted quite a bit of attention with my appearance, even though I walked down the street with shops with expensive clothes that sometimes looked uncomfortable for all my crazy money?

- There she was... - I eventually spotted my target in one boutique.

Janet van Dyne is a young looking woman of short stature with snow-white skin and brown hair that gives off green. From what she had managed to dig up on her, Ani learnt that apart from being a member of the Avengers, she leads a rather active life. And one aspect of that active life is a love of fashion and shopping.

- Erm. I'm sorry, but can you help me? - plus Silver helped me put together a profile on her from my, I didn't ask what, sources.

- I don't work here. Shrink into the fog. - Wasp waved her hand in my direction without even turning round. Hey, guilt, where are you going? Come back...

- I'm sorry, it's just that you look so good that I wanted to get recommendations from such a gorgeous woman. - who'd have thought that having sex with a bunch of hotties would make it easier to talk to them?

- Look, man, I-- - Janet finally turned to me. I immediately put my hand behind my head and looked away. - Haa... Boy, how old are you?

- Eighteen. Does this have anything to do with clothes? - It's so annoying playing the nice guy. It makes me sick.

- Well, what can I do with you? Your skin tone suits you.

What followed was a very interesting clothing selection process. A few hours in which the prospect of being neutralised by Shield agents ceased to be so daunting.

- Wow, where'd you get the scars? - During my passive behaviour, Wasp had become bold enough to pop her head into the fitting room while I was trying on clothes.

- Well... It's a long story. - which I thought I'd take advantage of.

The problem with heroes is that they have certain qualities that, with the right approach, can be exploited. For example, heroes can't pass someone in need, unlike me. Therefore, I decided to play on that by creating an atmosphere of anxiety around the nature of the scars on my body.

- Well. Make yourself comfortable. - eventually, on the pretext that I was uncomfortable talking about everything in public, Janet invited me in.

While she went to the kitchen, I sat down on the long white sofa, wondering how I should behave. The profile from Sable mentioned Wasp's attraction to passive, indecisive men and a desire to take control of relationships. It's a scary picture, but she's not going to marry me against my will if all goes well, is she?

- Tea, coffee, juice?

- Can I get something more relaxing?

- Yes.

With a glass of white wine, I began my story. Unsure of my acting talents and my ability to make up stories on the fly, I told Åsa the truth. I added a little more emotion, as if what had happened really hurt me....

- You've had a hard time, haven't you? - Janet moved over to me, putting one hand on my knee and stroking my hair with the other.

The sudden pity for me almost made me furious, but I held back.

- I'll... Can I get something to eat? - I decided to put my plan into action.

- Well. I think I had some leftovers from last night's dinner. - which Janet fell for when she got up off the sofa and went back into the kitchen. Oh, those heroes with their saviour syndrome. Are superpowers really that relaxing and take away the standard sense of danger?

While Osa was heating up dinner, I opened the small case hidden in my sleeve and poured its contents into the heroine's glass.

- Shall we begin? - Who returned with a smile along with two plates.

Despite the rather pleasant dinner, Osa didn't want to touch her glass. I was annoyed at first, but then....

- Thank you very much, you've helped me a lot today. - After finishing my meal, I was about to run away, as I easily realised I had been found out.

- Yeah, good luck to you. - Wasp said goodbye to me with a smile, causing me to doubt inside. However, it was worth it for me to turn around. - Only, what did you put in my glass?

- Kggh!.. - after her words, I was slammed into the sofa. Not the worst place you could be slammed into.

- So what do you say, mate? And no, I'm not interested in your unrequited love story. What did you slip me and why? - Wasp's knee was against my back, clawing at my arm, preventing me from moving without hurting myself.

- If I had any feelings for Gwen, they were long gone!

- Lie to yourself more, at least you'll believe it. - Janet leaned forward, which made me feel like my hand was being ripped out. - Answer my questions!

- All right! All right! I put an aphrodisiac in the glass because I want to fuck you! - unable to take any more pain and unable to make sense of it, I spoke up.

- ...Are you stupid? - After a couple of seconds of realisation, Wasp leaned forward even more. - You expect me to believe such nonsense?!

.....

- Hmm? You really don't smell like opiates? - Wasp finally believed me, nearly breaking my arm in the process, and demanded the vial.

- I told you!

- So you really wanted to dope me with an aphrodisiac to get me on your dick?' the heroine looked at me with disgust. - How pathetic a creature do you have to be?

- Are we done?

- Are we done? I can call the police and file a report for attempted rape, can't I?

- ... - Thinking about whether Yuriko would be able to cover for me, I fell silent. Which Osa interpreted in her own way.

- Though I've always wondered... Do these things even work? - Janet shifted her gaze to the vial with interest. - How about a bet?

- A bet?

- If you refuse or lose, you can rot in jail. - Yes, that's how sentences begin where one has a choice. - If you can satisfy me with your little, rotten offshoot, you can walk out in peace. To give you a head start, I'll... *Gulp*

Opening the vial, in one gulp Janet swallowed the contents. Which gave me one thought - why was I even putting myself out there when I could just offer sex to a divorcee?

- Ghaa... - Grinning, Wasp finished swallowing. - It tasted like semen. What kind of aphrodisiac is that? - Oh, you have no idea.

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- What, not even foreplay? You're full of disappointment, I see.

Even as I undressed Janet's snow-white body, she took a moment to show her sadistic side. Which I ignored, favoured by the gorgeous size three or four breasts with slightly larger areolae and smooth skin like polished bone.

- You won't need them.

- Cheg-Ha?

As soon as I took off my black lace knickers, clearly hinting that someone was always ready. Janet realised she was already sweating.

- Aah!

As soon as I ran my finger along the pink union of the lips, Wasp shook and forgot how to breathe.

- Fuck... Really? - With a deep red face, she turned away.

- So...?

*Clap*

- Ah!

*clap*

- I'm putting it in?

He turned to her with a smile in contrast to Janet's grin as he slammed the head of his cock against her moist lips.

- Bastard, don't be cheeky!

Gathering her thoughts, Wasp smiled predatorily and grabbed my cock and slid it inside herself without breaking the contact of her deep blue eyes with me.

- Aaah!...

However, as soon as I started to move, the confidence and smugness were replaced by a grimace of pleasure from the orgasm....

Did I win already? Ugh, that's not even interesting....

.....

- Here we go. H-how to do it Ma-Ah-boy!

The hunger for cock didn't go away so quickly for Wasp, so after several orgasms in the missionary position, she got the taste for it, and after changing the condom, she asked to be taken from behind.

- Umm! Naaaa... That's something your age can't do, huh?!

Although it's debatable as to who was taking who. For she was the only one moving when I was just holding on to Wasp's wide, firm arse. She grinned hungrily at my dick, squinted at my arse and held on to my hips as she sped up to....

- Cum! - with her tongue sticking out to reach the peak.

Not being selfish, I let her do it her way. However, having my own ideas, I....

- Agha! Ostan-Aaaah!... I just did!...

Without letting Osa catch her breath after her orgasm, I started pounding her attention-hungry pussy already with as much persistence as only a man can.

.....

- Listen, it's kind of weird. - after a while, I decided to see if Wasp would listen to me...

- Just hug him as tightly as you can.

So I ordered her to shrink down to the size of a doll, and then leaned her body against my cock. It feels strange, because I can feel the heat of the human body with my hand and cock, and the tiny, erect nipples are resting on the latter. But it still feels rather unnatural.

- ...What a strong smell of man....

No matter how hard Wasp tried to work her pussy and hands along my cock, I did most of the work. So I started jerking her petite body like a sex toy.

- Umm!

In spite of the speed and pressure, Wasp's tongue was on her own. The small, barely perceptible touches of the sweet tongue along my cock felt tantalisingly like the touch of a feather.

- Kghaaaa!... You're about to come...!

From this teasing, I began to imagine inserting my cock into Wasp's soft lips and beginning to fuck her mouth, and not stopping until she was a veritable cum receptor.

- Kggh!

- Aah!

Eventually my fantasies and stimulation about Osa resulted in my eruption.

- So much...

With a stream of hot cum, I flooded my sex toy from head to toe. Lines of white liquid ran along her slender arms, long legs, spiky hair, round face and gorgeous breasts...

.....

- Well now it's my turn!

Who would have thought that my desire to experiment would turn into Wasp herself deciding to enlarge almost to the size of a room and....

- Aaah! I'm all in!

Using me as a sex toy.

- Ahhhh! I can feel your cock and your tongue.

For the first time, I was literally head over heels inside a woman. The sweet, strong scent of a woman was all around me, making my cock harden.

- Yes! Yes!

Despite the small amount of air passing through, due to the heat and humidity, I didn't feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, I seemed to better understand my cock and its attraction to this place.....

- Aaaaaaaaahhhh!

As the giantess accelerated, her delicate walls shook. In the wake of that, I was hit with a powerful and intense wave of squirt, spitting outwards.

- Haaaa! Haaaa! Best day Haaah! The best day of my life!

While I was out of the way of my shower, the giant wasp lay leaning against the wall and breathing heavily, covered in sweat, my cum and along my knees with her juices.

I wondered if I had succeeded in making a slave out of her. Only time would tell...