Venom seizes Black Cat by the shoulders and lifts her high into the air. His claws clamp down, squeezing her shoulders and pushing her breasts outwards. The surface of Venom's body quivers along his shoulder, morphing into a little nub, then an elongated growth, then a long, writhing tentacle. It twists and turns in the air extending longer and longer until it comes to right above Black Cat's breasts. For a moment Black Cat thinks he's going to send it between them. Instead it wraps around the zipper and carefully draws it down along the median of her chest.
After what seems like ages the zipper reaches the bottom with a satisfying click. At first the tightness of the suit holds the fabric in place, but a shrug lets the fur lined collar spread, revealing her smooth, pale collarbones. With a rolling shrug her breasts spill out.
"You gonna let me undress big boy or are you going to do all the fun for me?"
Venoms grin widens, his fangs dripping with slime. A low, guttural growl rumbles in his chest and spills out his maw, more like a bear then a man. His grip loosens, then releases completely, allowing Black Cat to drop. Landing with grace she stands quickly, pulling off the upper part of her bodysuit with effortless ease. She pinches one glove and removes it, then the other, all the while looking up and down her soon-to-be-lover's body. The bulge in his crotch area swells even more. She pulls off the rest of her bodysuit, leaving her entirely naked save for her collar and the magical mask affixed to her face.
"All right" she says "it's all--"
Venom snatches her up and slams her against a nearby wall. Her mouth hangs open, partially from arousal and partially from the shock. Her body is a full three feet off the ground. She looks down and sees the bulge morph and mold into a thick, foot-long shaft. Venoms tongue lashes out and licks her face, caressing the mask.
"Oh fuck..." she gasps.
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"Wow..." she says panting, eyes closed "That costume certainly adds a little something doesn't it Da--"
She looks up. Venom is nowhere to be seen.
Black Cat, alone, slouches, exhausted. Crossing her arms under her breasts she brings one hand up and lightly caresses her mask. Suddenly she feels out of place in her Black Cat body. The piercing breeze seems to cut right through her as she shivers five stories up. She looks back down at herself and sees Technicolor fluid pooling and crusting below her. She stands letting the last of Venom's slime drip out of her before snatching up the crumpled pile of a suit and walking towards the edge of the roof.
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Black Cat looks long and hard into her mirror. She'd managed to slip back home naked and unseen, entering her house from the upper floor window. Using a paper towel she mops up the rest of her sexual leftovers.
"What's the matter with you April" she says to herself "You've got everything you've ever wanted"
She runs her fingers through her hair, pressing her chest out and rolling her shoulders backwards and side to side to side in an attempt to seem as sexy as possible.
"So why don't you feel satisfied?" she mumbles.
Grabbing her suit off the toilet she slips back into it. It's soft, latex-like fabric adhering tightly to her body. She draws the zipper back up until it clicks making the costume whole again. She places her hands at her hips, rubbing them up and down. One of her claws passes over the crevice between her legs and strokes lightly, hoping that might satisfy her. All the electric sensations seem to do is make her even more aware of how empty she feels.
With nothing else to do she brings her thumbs up to the sides of her mask and digs.
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April can't sleep. All she can think about is Dan, wondering where he is, what he's doing. She imagines him still wearing the costume. The very thought of the goopy, burly, living skin-tight suit wrapped tightly around his naked form turns her on. What if he never takes it off? What if he's off fucking someone else right now? What if the suit makes him terrorize people just like his character would? More intrusive thoughts force their way in. What if he didn't actually love her and it was just the suit that was making him do it? What if he only wanted her when she was Black Cat?
April rolls onto her side and sees her suit hanging off the back of her chair. The wig and collar are on the desk, but the mask is on the floor. She looks into its empty eyes and it looks back at her. To April it feels like her other self is judging her, like it's telling her to put it on and never take it off. After all who would want to be around April instead of Black Cat?
She rolls over onto her other side and looks out the window until her exhausted body finally allows her to fall asleep.
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April wakes up to a knock on her front door. Groggily she rolls out of bed and stumbles down the stairs, opening the door to find Jen standing there, backpack over her shoulder, cheerful as ever.
"Hey, ready for another night on the town?" she says grinning from ear to ear "What's wrong sleepyhead? Still recovering from last night?"
"Did you set up Dan to put on a Venom costume and fuck me?"
Jen gives a sheepish smirk.
"Why whatever do you mean?"
"Don't fuck with me like this" April says crossing her arms "You know I hate it when you do that."
"Lighten up" Jen says her face bouncing between playful and offended "So you two had a little fun with the costumes, big deal. I fuck people with my costume on all the time."
April laughs hard.
"Sure, and it doesn't mean anything to you, right? Fuck'em and leave them like you always do."
Jen's face turns decidedly sour.
"What's gotten into you? First you wanted something so you could fuck Dan now it's all about making a 'real connection' or some shit?"
"But he's not like he was before!" she points out the door past Jen "That's not him!"
Jen chuckles and shakes her head. She looks hard into April's eyes with a terrible scrutiny.
"You think you and 'Black Cat' are separate people, don't you. You're not you know. It's all you - just you." She steps back and throws her hands in the air "I told Dan the same fucking thing, all the costumes do is bring out a part of you that you don't acknowledge."
April shakes her head.
"It's changing my head Jen" her eyes water "I can barely go ten minutes thinking about it. You know maybe it would have been better if that part of me just stayed buried." She runs her fingers through her hair "Dan's probably changing too. Why did you make him wear--"
"I didn't make him wear anything!" Jen belts "He knew what he was getting himself into, just because the costumes didn't make things turn out exactly like you pretty little heart wanted doesn't mean you have the right to tell me it's my fault." She gives a rueful laugh "What did you expect them to do? Suddenly make him fall in love with you or something? I swear you're just as fucking naïve as you were when you left."
The silence is deafening. April stands mouth agape while Jen stares furious. As tears drip down April's cheek, Jen's expression starts to soften. She glances down, unable to meet her crying friend's gaze.
"I'm sorry" she says.
April sniffs back some mucus.
"It's o.k." she replies.
For a minute neither of them speak. Jen slings her backpack up on her shoulder. April leans against the door.
"Want to watch Adventure Time or something?" she says.
Jen looks up, smiling slightly.
"Sure" she says.
They both enter. Jen leaves her backpack at the door.
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Jen leaves about an hour later. The two of them hug, as if nothing bad had happened between them. As Jen steps off the porch she turns and gives a slight wave.
"If you need me just give me a call all right?"
April nods, smiling. As Jen walks away the early evening lamplight makes her look like a graceful silhouette. April realizes there must still be a little Catwoman in her - or maybe there always was.
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Dinner was almost ready - cereal again. April reaches into the fridge and pulls out the milk, the last ingredient to make her lucky charms just right. Just as she slips her spoon into her expertly mixed breakfast concoction, the doorbell rings.
"Coming" she says.
Putting the milk back in the fridge she goes to the foyer. She opens the front door and almost immediately closes it in shock. Standing there is Dan, head bowed, clearly nervous, and completely normal looking.
"Can we talk?" he says.
Her heart flutters. She looks at him hard, trying to discern what he might be up to. All she can see in his eyes, though, is exhaustion.
"Sure, come on in" she says.
They both walk towards the Kitchen, Dan behind April. Dan stops, spying the Black Cat bodysuit draped over the back of her chair with the mask and wig on the nearby table. April turns to look at him and sees where his gaze is fixed.
"You going out tonight?" Dan says.
"I was thinking about it" she says.
Dan continues looking at the costume, hypnotized. April sits in a chair in the living room and turns it to face him.
"You said you wanted to talk?" she says.
Dan snaps out of his daze and looks at April. He mouths something, but seems to fumble over his words.
"I'm really sorry about last night" he finally says "Jen wasn't kidding when she said the costume was addictive..." April doesn't react. Dan blinks as he searches for more words "Jen told me how you felt about me" he walks towards her "Why didn't you say anything?"
April's mouth hangs agape. Dan stands over her, hands in his pockets.
"I was scared you wouldn't like me back I guess" she glances away "We were already friends, and figured if you didn't feel the same way I--"
He leans forward suddenly and kisses her gently on the mouth, lingering, then releases and turns to walk out of the room. April's heart beats hard enough to ache.
"I'll catch you later" Dan says, the quiver in his voice betraying his embarrassment. April touches her lips with her fingers, her eyes dart, the haze is clearing.
"Where you headin' now?" she blurts out.
Dan stops and looks over his shoulder.
"Work - gotta explain to my boss why I've been gone for three weeks."
April wraps her arms around her shins and rocks gently back and forth.
"Wanna meet later tonight?" she says "You know, maybe wearing our other selves?"
Dan shakes his head.
"I promised Jen I'd give her mask back"
April bites her lip and glances up at Dan.
"I think she can wait another day or two"
Dan smiles.
"O.k. but on one condition: we meet as ourselves first. Just bring your costume with you"
"Deal."
Dan smiles, and without another word turns and walks out of the house. April is alone, basking in the glow warmer than she ever experienced in her costume.
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The lights are all off. April and Dan lie on their backs together on April's bed, smiling, panting and naked. Dan rolls over to face April and April rolls over to face Dan. They look into each other's eyes both sensing what the other wants.
Dan practically jumps off the bed and walks over to his bag. He pulls out his gooey black Venom mask while April snatches up her wig from the dresser and wiggles it onto her head. They turn and face each other, Dan holding the back of his mask open while April has her eyemask poised in both hands.
"You ready?" Dan says
"Yeah" April replies.
They look into each other's eyes one last time, and then quickly press their masks to their faces. Their simultaneous moans signal the start of their transformations. Through the surge of pleasure that rushes into their brains, the both realize one thing: they're in for a wild night.
