Chapter 13
Even in that case, the trio was surprised by how few people were there; there was almost no line on the rides and no kids to be seen. It was the perfect noon for them to hang around in this place. "I can't believe the amusement park is still open," Peter exclaimed after paying the ticket, with MJ on his right and Gwen on his left.
"Well, they need money, but just in case they closed all the extreme rides like the rollercoaster," Gwen muttered while reading the small, recently printed pamphlet in her hands.
The huge redhead let out a deep sigh and shook her head. "Fuck, I really wanted to get some blood pumping," she muttered with a frustrated tone.
"Don't worry, we can have it in other ways," Peter answered with a small chuckle, looking forward to licking those pristine abs. However, there was a small problem with his plan. Gwen had one hand firmly groping the teenager's ass as they walked around. He quickly fixed it by grabbing her fingers and changing it to a more healthy hand, but the damage was already done.
MJ only managed to see the last part, and that made her raise an eyebrow, confused. "Aren't you two getting a little touchy?" She asked, mixing half a joking tone and half a nervous one.
"Awww, is someone feeling left out?" Gwen teased MJ with a smug smile. Then, without wasting time, she used her hand to grab hers and used the other to make Peter grab MJ's hands. This way, the huge red giant was in the middle of the two while the three held hands.
Both Peter and MJ blushed at this gesture, while Gwen looked at the two with a vulpine smile. "Let's rectify that, shall we?" She muttered, making her intentions for the muscular woman extremely confusing and for Peter extremely clear.
For a second, that stern face blushed. "You idiot," the redhead muttered, struggling with her sexually as the double hand holding was too much for her. However, she managed to reason that it was just something that friends do; there was nothing wrong with showing affection for each other in that way. MJ then shook her head as lewd thoughts of what else friends could do for each other flashed inside her mind.
("Daaaaaaaaaaam, she is good.") Peter thought of Venom, who was looking at the whole situation across the boy's senses. The teenager was impressed because Gwen was so smooth. Truly the second most wonderful wing girl he could wish for.
("And that is why she is our royal guard.") The best-wing girl answered as she took a peek inside MJ's body and was extremely surprised. The redhead was extremely dangerous.
Peter let out a deep sigh, ready to have some fun before getting more intimate with MJ. "Come on, girl, don't fight; let's have some fun," he added with a gentle smile that made that big and muscular hand grip his tighter.
The group decided to go to those shitty games that were rigged against them in every single way. Throwing a ball at a bunch of bottles, shooting an airsoft rifle, claw machines, etc. Every single one of them was made so it would be impossible to win and you would waste your money. There was still a chance of winning, but an extremely low one.
They were stuck on one of those claw machines filled with all kinds of plushies. MJ made a few tries trying to get a small toy of a dog, and she failed over and over.
"Ah! This game sucks!" She yelled and resisted the urge to kick a hole in that metal box. The redhead didn't want to get banned from another park.
("My king . . . you should use our powers to win.") Venom suggested it, as it would be really easy for her to interface with that machine and make the claw not suck. It was just one small touch, and they would swim in plushies.
Peter was a little perplexed by the suggestion. ("Is that not cheating?") he asked with a worried tone. The boy was worried about using his powers for personal gain—just a tiny bit, not that much.
("These games are rigged from the start against you; we are just balancing the odds.") Venom purred with a tone sweet as honey but poisonous as mercury. She just needed to get Peter's lips a little wet with this addictive nectar.
Peter took a deep sigh and accepted this proposal, not for him but for making MJ smile. "Let me try," he muttered and proceeded to annihilate each electronic game with the help of Venom and then each skill-based game with the help of his super strength.
It did not take much time before the two girls had bags with multiple plushies that he got from the games. He was actually having fun, and most importantly, his friends were having fun. Venom's trick was working with each victory and each smile. Peter was getting more and more used to using his power for self-centered reasons.
"Holy shit Peter, you are on fire!" MJ exclaimed with a face beaming with sheer happiness; she would never have imagined that Peter would have that luck.
Peter chuckled and nodded. "What I can say? It is my lucky day," he answered with an honest tone. After all, it was really lucky for him to have such good three friends and hang around with them.
After this, the group decided to go to the mirror house to just play around with the dozen different mirrors that changed their shapes and the dungeon inside it. It was just an enclosed, really unpopular attraction that was currently empty; everybody was just having fun at the most high-profile ones. This meant that Venom took this opportunity to slowly marinate the redhead in his musk.
When MJ saw herself in the mirror, distorted into an even bigger woman, she began to feel something strange. She saw herself as something more than a mere muscular girl. The girl's mind began to wonder about all kinds of fantasies that felt just right. She could see herself wearing a tight steel mail bikini that only covered her tits and loins. With her massive and motherly breasts almost exposed to the air and for people to be in awe of their magnificence, she felt just right. MJ wanted to show her body to make people see her, but there was something wrong. Something was missing—a part of her that she couldn't find.
Peter quickly went and stood behind her. "Is there something wrong?" He asked with a curious tone.
MJ, taken by surprise, let out a small yelp, her body feeling weirdly hot in this place. "No! I'm actually just having a lot of fun, but I am feeling a little hot," she said with a nervous tone. The girl was trying to find the source of this heat, but she couldn't find it. Especially since she was feeling it in her groin, her mind had completely blocked the idea that the redhead was in some kind of heat, like an animal.
Gwen licked her lips, her senses recognizing what Peter was doing. "It must be the heating; I am also feeling really warm," she muttered as her loins were on fire. Lucky for the lewd girl, her symbiote was already preparing her cunt. Small tendrils came out of Gwen's panties as they began to tease the entrance of her pussy and her clit. Even a bigger one started to run circles around her asshole, threatening to come in any second. The fun part was that this was all her work; Venom didn't have anything to do with it.
"I don't mind; I actually would like to see you with a little less clothes," the blonde finally added with a mischievous smile as she felt the warm and wet tendrils molesting her holes in public.
MJ blushed at the compliment, really not knowing what to do. She liked Gwen a little too much for her own sake, and she refused to have those feelings for her friend. "Gwen!" she exclaimed, looking at Peter for support in this situation.
"And I really like you when you sweat," the boy said, joining the teasing session with Gwen, both attacking her at the same time without mercy.
The girl was taken aback by those words; she could feel the two hungry gazes reflected and distorted on those mirrors, ogling at her from dozens of angles, and she loved it. "Peter!" She yelled again. Part of her felt there was something wrong, but the other part of her, the one reflecting in the mirror and her fantasies, wanted more.
"Come on, this is just a little teasing," the teenager added with a relaxed tone after letting out a chuckle. Peter did his best to quickly de-escalate the situation, just in case they were moving too fast.
Gwen loved that reaction; her kink for domming other girls and assimilating them into the hive pushed her to go further. "What? Friends like each other no matter if they are naked or covered in sweat," she muttered with a smug smile, just being vague enough so that it could be interpreted as a weird joke in the worst case.
MJ took a deep breath and shook her head. "You two really should get laid and stop watching those weird Chinese cartoons," she answered with a tired smile, trying to fight back with some small banter.