❰𝟰.𝟰.𝟮❱➣ 𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐒 {𝕙•𝕓}❘ [𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖆𝖙𝖘𝖛 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗]

｡:*•.─── 𝟱 : 𝑮𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒐 ───.•*:｡

WARNING: NSFW, FINGERING,PLEASURE!DOM!HOBIE, USE OF MIRROR;)
(FROM THE THIRD PART OF THE CHAPTER)

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"𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐎 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐘,"

The scientist smiled politely as she guided you past polished labs and flickering monitors. Her badge gleamed under the fluorescent lights, the name "Dr. Kemp" printed in sterile black font. "But it's nice to see enthusiasm. You said you were interested in the biosymbiotic development program?"

"Yeah," you nodded, schooling your voice to sound eager—not furious, "Sounds fascinating."

"Liar," Venom rumbled inside you, voice like oil.

You bit your tongue.

Dr. Kemp turned a corner, checking a clipboard. "Let me grab a few files for you. Wait here, alright?"

As soon as her heels clicked down the hall, you moved.

Slipping past a "RESTRICTED ACCESS" door left slightly ajar, you crept into the dim corridor beyond. Your heart pounded as you passed tanks, vials, and medical gurneys—each more horrifying than the last.

The room was lined with glass pods, each containing a person—homeless, sick, and barely conscious. The monitors beside them blinked steadily, recording something that felt less like research and more like twisted, clinical possession.

You lifted your phone and snapped photos, fingers shaking.

"I know them." Venom's voice was tight, "They fed us these people. Tested us. We REMEMBER."

Your throat tightened. "God..."

Then the door slammed open behind you.

"Hey!" A guard barked. "You're not supposed to be in here—"

You turned just as his radio crackled and his hand reached for the taser, but it was too late.

Venom burst from under your skin like an unleashed beast, growling, "Surprise, motherfu—" before silencing him with a brutal CHOMP.

The guard's scream cut off in a wet crunch. Venom spit the helmet aside with a guttural snarl. "Hmm. This one tasted like expired cheese."

Alarms blared, red lights flashed, and thunderous footsteps echoed from every direction as chaos erupted in the lab.

"Move, now." Venom's voice rumbled, its tendrils tightening around you like armor, "We're cutting it close."

You sprinted past blinking screens, down sterile halls, and through exit doors that Venom tore off their hinges with ease.