The Black Cat;

what if?

        By Makari

        makarii@hotmail.com

This story is fictional, Marvel Comics characters are. Marvel comics characters.  Contains sexual content, MD MF  SCI-FI BD GR, no minors in or reading story, no offended people no offending   people .

        One of the very first mega super crossovers was the "Inferno" cross over in the Marvel Universe. If they haven't made into graphic novel I'm sure they will eventually.  One of the incidents in the story was that the second Hobgoblin (who was the former Jack O'Lantern, a visually interesting character who had a flaming pumpkin head and a hover platform, who was a mercenary and hitman) sold his soul to demon lord in exchange for demonic powers.  In traditional Marvel Universe history Spiderman gave up the aliens symbite, who joined Eddie Brock to become Venom, years previously.  In this story we will ask what if the Black Cat had gained the venom symbite after having been taken prisoner by the Hobgoblin. And it had been written by me.

        Hobgoblin screamed as he flew off on his new hellfire glider.  His gloved hands continued to feel the unnatural skin of his newly demonized face.

When he had sold his soul he knew there would be a cost, he just didn't realize that there would be a cost beyond his soul.  His formerly handsome face now look exactly like the pale goblin mask he had worn. Even as he flew along his mind began to grasp the powers the demon had given him.  As his mind became more demonic, and even to his surprise, more evil, the Hobgoblin began to change his plan.  Rather than doing what he always did, and try to kill Spiderman or at least be into a pulp, he would try a truly evil plan he would harm one of Spiderman's loved ones.  Unfortunately for her the only one the Hobgoblin knew of was the Black Cat.  He had fought her before and founded by concentrating on her in his unnatural, demonic senses and could reach out and find her.  As a truly demonic plan formed in his mind his scream of pain and loss and became a malevolent cackle of glee.

        Felicia Hardy was currently holed up in her apartment and the trying to fathom the chaos going on in the city around her.  She was wearing her new summer outfit of skin tight dark blue with white boots and gloves and instead of the usual white fur lining surrounding her throat and cleavage, the black material continued crossing her upper chest and encasing her neck before continuing to seamlessly joining her new mask. There were too many pictures of her in her old just around the eyes mask, and it would be only a matter of time before someone recognized her out of uniform.  Her new mask covered most of her face except for the area round her mouth ending just at her hairline .  In addition to preventing her from being recognized, the mask was slightly thicker in certain spots changing the shape of her face. Her cornflower blue eyes were covered by green lenses that definitely made her face look more cat like. The mask also contained vision and hearing enhancements allowing her to see in the dark, using infrared, ultraviolet and Starlight technology, to zoom in and take pictures, the hearing enhancements allowed her to hear and record distant conversations and even to hear heartbeats through walls.   When she first seen the outfit she liked that it would be cooler without the fur but concerned that with their entire torso covered she would lose the "distraction factor" of her ample cleavage but, the Tinker modified it again for her the new design had a diamond shaped clear panel that began just below her collarbone and continued down to just past her bellybutton revealing plenty of cleavage.   To the human eye the clear panel was basically invisible making it look as though were not even there.  The coolest thing in Felicia's opinion was that the entire costume, gloves, clear panel and all could instantly be turned pitch black. The Tinker had even supplied a well equipped belt and built-in line and grappling hook launchers.  As usual Felicia enjoyed a generous 50% discount from the Tinker by stripping naked and giving him a long and sensual lap dance before dressing in her new costume.  As she glanced down from her balcony at the demons running amok in the city Felicia resolved not to get involved unless a life was on the line.  Suddenly one of the demon spotted her, and with a squishing sound wings grew from its back and it launched itself upwards at her.  She now wished that her costume was not quite so skin tight or form enhancing.  She slammed the French doors to her balcony shut and the collie sized halted, hovering outside the door.  Its talons

scratching at the glass before bursting into her living room.  The Black Cat did a spinning leap and impacted the creatures skull with her left heel.

Such a blow would've killed a normal man, the demon did not even move in the air.  A change took place to its grotesque inhuman face, its mouth widened and two of its three tongues snaked out as a weird noise emanating from its throat.  As the Black Cat back-flipped and recovered she realized it was laughing at her.  A she flipped towards it, the creature reared back its head and made a hocking noise before spitting a softball sized ball of goo at her.  The ball missed her feet, as she flipped forward it continued parallel to her flying between her costume supported breasts and just missing her head it smacked her hands with such force that it dragged her across the room and glued her hands above her head to the wall.

"Huj ge int anjgd hgn thyt" the demon explained as it approached her across the room.

"What the fuck?"  Felicia exclaimed.

"Ah, well if you insist."  The demon laughed.  The demon up until that time had been about is anatomically human as a Ken doll but now as its hands reach for her tits its skin bubbled  between its legs and two small and one very large phallus appeared forming out of the bubble.  All three were very erect and a greenish white fluid dripped from them.  Felicia being very intelligent quickly drew both knees up to her chest and kicked her legs out to the demons crotch.

"I see" the demons said calmly "that was my fault."  Then he hopped into the air grabbed the gob and spun it re-sticking the Black Cat face first against the wall, grabbing her legs and spreading them very widely he hocked twice more gluing her legs apart.  Pinned helplessly to the wall Felicia could feel the demons hot hands roaming, groping over her entire body.  She realized how hot she must look stuck to the wall, her shapely ass sticking out covered in dark shiny skin tight material.  At that moment she regretted having made it so skin tight (and not wearing any panties, or even a nice silk thong) for she knew that it to this close range the shape of her large lipped, shaved pussy was clearly evident. The demon pushed his hot crotch against her helplessly wriggling ass the two smaller cocks sliding into the cleft of her butt cheeks and the larger lower cock began devilishly stroking back and forth on her pussy.  The creature seemed locked against her no matter how much she bucked and writhed in a mixture of pleasure and horror, the creature's body grip on her was unshaken. The crotch of her outfit was rapidly becoming sopping wet in a combination of her sweat, the demon's cock fluid, and Felicia's own pussy juices.  A spreading warmth came from her crotch as her body became increasingly aroused unfortunately her mind was also been swamped with pleasure and lust.  One of the many friction points in her relationship with Peter (Spiderman) was that while she enjoyed playing with bondage and submissiveness he was too much of a Boy Scout to give for what she truly needed. In fact, she had never gotten the dangerous dominating sex she had craved for years.  The only thing that came close was masturbating to online stories of women being dominated, and plugging away at herself watching bondage videos.  Now for the first-time she was completely helpless and perhaps due to the demonic fluid being absorbed by her sex starved pussy and crotch thoroughly aroused.  She could feel the demon entering her mind and sense it's shocked reaction to her approval and desire.  Her hips had stopped moving in an attempt to dislodge her tormentor and now were working back and forth in a pleasure-seeking motion grinding harder against the demon's cocks.  The demon's left-hand stopped pinching and pulling her hard nipple long enough to reach down and slice open the costume from the small of her back to her shaved Mount of Venus.  It then began to tease her pussy and asshole directly with its cocks.  Every time Felicia would thrust back trying to impale her achingly empty holes the demon would pull back preventing the fucking she said desperately needed while, at the same time providing her the dominance she wanted.

"You may call me master Bhobh, or as it would be in your language Bob" the demon hissed in her ear.  Instantly Felicia knew what she must do.

"Oh, Master Bob please, oh please fuck your slut-slave's hot, horny little holes!"

The demon froze.  It wasn't that he wasn't used to language like that, it was just, well come on!  You never heard that kind of language from a lady.

He overcame his shock it was just about to penetrate the willing pussy and ass in front of him when a dazzle-blast hit him square in the back blowing a whole most of the way through his torso.  Incredibly angry and sexually frustrated Bob turned to kill his attacker just in time to have his skull hacked apart by the Hobgoblin wielding two large razorbats.

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