Posted on 2021-06-25 09:28:28
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Second commission, this time done by the wonderful RandomUser (You can find him at www.deviantart.com/randomuseragain2016 ). Inspired by both Web of Shadows' bad ending as well as the recent King in Black event, I decided to combine both storylines to see what would have happened if Knull had conquered an already symbiote infested world.

Posted on 2021-06-25 09:33:52
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A story to go along with the image was written by me aswell:
For the Symbiote God of Darkness, it wasn’t hard to conquer an already infested planet full of weaker Klyntar. Having defeated the corrupted Spider-Man, who had recently reacquired his symbiote suit during what can only be described as a symbiote apocalypse on the island of Manhattan, the King in Black took his fallen enemy’s queen and made her into his bride and loyal lover, letting her have control over his ever-growing army while he went off to spread his darkness over other worlds. Black Cat, as she had been called before the symbiote takeover of New York, now under the influence of Knull, had been tasked to spread her new god’s influence throughout the whole planet. Like a viral infection, countless civilians, villains, and even heroes fell to the corrupting influence of Knull, yet Felicia required more help if she was ever to accomplish her mission of full domination of the planet. Conquering an already symbiote infested city was easy, yet she if she were to conquer the rest of the now prepared and heavily armed country, she would need the help of a metahuman with influential/mind-altering powers. Luckily for her, such a person was currently helping civilians fend off against their turned friends and relatives in the very streets she was overlooking from above. Spider-Woman had been called in by the Avengers to be a part of an extraction team to rescue as many people as possible, unfortunately for them however, she was the last of her team who had not been infected. Jessica knew that she couldn’t keep fighting with her turned allies, having already struggled with them for about 10 minutes, it was fair to say that her costume had seen better days as currently it was a tattered and shredded mess. As a last resort, she let out a strong dose of pheromones to intoxicate and incapacitate her attackers, making a run to the evac site with her group of survivors. Things seemed to finally be going her way, that was until Felicia finally decided to reveal herself, sending out a flurry of black tendrils from under the ground which immediately wrapped around Jessica’s wrists and ankles. Spider-Woman was too weak to fight back as she witnessed all the people she was trying so hard to save become overtaken and corrupted by the same black ooze that took her friends. All she could do was struggle in her restraints as she began to get lifted up horizontally. Once again she let out another wave of pheromones, though they seemed too weak to subdue the ex-cat burglar and anti-hero who was now slowly walking over to her. They did however influence an attraction as Felicia couldn’t help but stare at the heroine’s cute and large yellow boots, the source of the pheromones as it was the body part closest to Black Cat. Felica purred as her attraction to Jessica’s feet grew, removing one of her size 11 boots and noticing the heroine’s lack of socks as her pale and pudgy sole became free from her restraints. It was rather large and meaty, fitting for a crime fighter who needed to use them regularly, and they were also drenched in sweat from fending off the endless waves of symbiotes. Jessica was shocked at this action, trying to wiggle out of her restraints even more as her toes wiggled along with the rest of her legs. Felicia wasn’t stopping however, as she removes the other large boot and decides to subdue the heroine’s struggle by giving her a taste of her own medicine. Once removed, the tendril around the boot hung right infront of the restricted Spider-Woman, letting her catch a whiff of her own pungent foot aroma that had mixed with her defensive pheromones. One whiff was all it took before Jessica’s eyes started glazing over and glowing a bright pink, becoming enthralled by her own foot stench. It was a mixture of aged cheese and a subtle rubbery mixture from the combination of her natural foot odor and that of her boot. The more she took in, the more she became a mindless and empty mess, only moaning from the licks that Felicia was giving to her sweaty soles, causing them to wrinkle in pleasure as her pudgy toes curled. All the while, Felicia slowly infected her to become one with the rest of her fallen allies. The Spider-Woman had been subdued, and soon Knull would have claimed a new bride.