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CRASH!!
The thrust of a large, lengthy tentacle made of inky black matter dislodged an oversized air vent up on the roof, leading into the building’s maintenance corridor that oddly scaled as large as an everyday corridor. Falling inward, the metal fan and its accompanying infrastructure landed on the metallic floor, thudding loudly, briefly spinning around like a lone hubcap no longer on a car. In its place came a square-shaped hole the size of double-doors for the otherworldly intruder to enter through, struggling at first on account of his hulking physique. A massive smasher for a hand - reverted back from the tentacle - with big, sharpened claws at its end, grabbed onto the side of the hole where the vent hung from, lifting his leg of equivalent beefiness that slowly moved through the gap. With a ferocious slam, the thick appendage landed on the floor, subtle cracks left where it pushed down on, leaving behind a footprint even larger than a bigfoot’s. As the metal floor creaked loudly, the symbiotic being’s round head protruded inside the life-sized corridor, his egregiously muscular upper and lower-body following suit, alongside his other arm grabbing onto the other side of the entryway he made for himself. From there, his other foot landing inside, Venom fully entered the strange hallway, taking a couple of steps further in before turning to his left and looking onward.
For as far down as he could see with those large, jagged eyes of purely creamy white, the corridor stretched on without end. Moonlight from the removed vent made for the only lighting getting inside this corridor, reflecting from one plate of metal to the other, like light zig-zagging across multiple mirrors. The fans from other vents placed sequentially down the hall continued to spin, movement from the blades creating swirling shadows, none so dark as that belonging to the hulking symbiote whose head nearly brushed the ceiling at all times, forced to bend over ever-so slightly in order to even exist within this space, courtesy of his incredulous height.
“We… are in.” He spoke to himself upon staring down the sizeable corridor and glancing back at much of the same despite his neck engulfed by muscle, his voice low and gravelly, every syllable uttered slow and alluringly.
GUUOOORRRRGGLLLL…
Hunger. A persistent, raging hunger whose incessance had been gnawing at the creature for many hours now nagged once again at his alien senses. He growled, large rows of sharp white teeth gritting as he patted his stomach, lined with a firm abdomen upon the goopy material he was made of. Upon his organic form, veins of milky white that spanned all over - most notably his hunky, oversized back - throbbed, reacting not only to the hunger, but a sweetened smell that only beckoned him closer. Thick globs of saliva dribbled through and out his oversized and overstretched mouth, slowly hanging down before splatting onto the floor; thick, frequent pitter-patters echoing against the metal. This hungering pain reminded Venom to waste no more time. After all, he had long been looking forward to this excursion, no matter that it constituted as a B&E. To the symbiote, this place was the jackpot of satiating his sugary cravings, or so he heard. A chocolate factory that operated daily and strangely nightly, shut down each and every seventh night for mandatory inspections. And yet, those very examinations never lasted all night, the mid-early morning showing not another soul on the property. Venom desired all the chocolate he could get his hands on, and nothing was going to stop him from eating his upmost fill.
“Onward…” He declared as he ventured down the hall, footsteps booming, his long red tongue licking up the remaining spit hanging out. “To the sweetened heart of this lair of chocolate.”
After navigating through the vent corridors barely big enough for him, using his senses to locate what he coveted, Venom found himself standing before another air duct, this one on the floor. Through the idle spinning of its blades, he could see nothing but a field of grass far down below, brightly lit by a plethora of lights beaming down from above yet beneath where he stood. While these endless grass-blades seemed ordinary in appearance, the symbiote detected the immense scent of chocolate emanating from them, no matter the incredulous distance between him and them. He growled in delight, slamming his foot down on the duct and breaking it clean off where it had been fastened its whole life. The dislodged fan proceeded to fall all the way down, the speed so rapid in its build-up that it embedded itself into the ground below. Such a drop was no issue for the durable alien, who hopped down and through the opening, briefly wriggling his supremely-toned torso to get it unstuck, before plummeting down into what felt like an entirely different world.
THOOM!!
Chunks and crumbs of chocolate soil flew up and fell around him, another pair of massive footprints embedding themselves in the ground. Looking up and all over, Venom stood near the center of this vast, sprawling biome so colourful that he stood out from its sheer vivid hues. This Chocolate Room had to have been comprised entirely of candy, its sweetness the only scent the symbiote could sense. Hills protruding across the fields were coated in edible grass, their bright green blades little pieces of chocolate. Clusters of enormous trees grew all throughout the room, their bark darkened from dark chocolate, branches following suit, their varied growths hanging from the latter ranging from giant gummy-bears to sugar-coated fuzzy peaches, candy apples drenched in caramel, and many more; but above all, chocolate balls full of hot fudge kept warm by caramel insulation. Bushes surrounding the trees and elsewhere across the room had numerous types of chocolates growing from them, luxurious truffles most prevalent among them. Giant mushrooms leaked with creamy filling, overstuffed to where they were always close to bursting. Everywhere Venom peered, everything beckoned him, his sweet tooth practically aching from being overwhelmed. And these plant-like sweets unique to this biome proved not to even be the best part yet! Behind him, a massive waterfall comprised entirely of thick, gooey milk chocolate poured and churned into the wide river below, its path spanning all over the room. At a few key areas, the body of chocolate segmented the land as it flowed through and connected back around, these wide gaps made crossable by bridges carved from chocolate - milk, dark, and white. Needless to say, the goopy symbiote had hit the jackpot.
“Mmmmh… chocolate… everywhere.” He growled excitedly, the spacious room practically swirling around him the more he gazed about. “All we see, all we smell, all we can’t wait to devour~!”
He took a few steps forward, the grass-blades brushing against both large ankles and oversized feet. Right then, his stomach growled again, his sugar-craved appetite roaring to have its fill of everything the Chocolate Room had to offer.
“Once we’re through with this place, we’ll never go hungry again.” Venom remarked, manically scanning his surroundings to determine where to start first, on the verge of a rampage driven by the need to stuff himself silly. “Nothing can stop us now!”
An animalistic roar that reverberated throughout the factory kicked off a feast full of nothing but sweets. The inky black symbiote started with the chunks of chocolate soil his landing had created, scooping up each and shoving them into his mouth. Frantic chews made quick work of them all, the grass blades sweeter than the soil itself, the taste of rich chocolate melting on his tongue. When all of those were gone, he charged full-speed ahead at one of the Chocolate Room’s many trees, this first one in front of him by some distance. With no hesitation, he got to work tearing the bark off the tree with both eager hands, peeling large strips of dark chocolate that he ravenously bit into piece by piece. Each chomp of the bitter treat delighted him, the taste most extraordinary, greedily chomping and breaking them down into mushy bits that he swallowed with glee. All around this tree he practically skinned it, these shreds of edible bark venturing down his gullet.
“The darker, the better.” He delectably uttered between chews, revelling in the variety of chocolate this place seemed to have. “But milky is sweet~.”
In the bark’s absence, several streams of liquid milk chocolate reminiscent of tree sap slowly oozed down its naked sides, the symbiote thinking fast. One by one, pressing his mouth to each hole as he bent over partly, he noisily slurped clean each sprout of the sweet stuff, drinking the tree dry as he had eaten it outside. From there, he plucked every fuzzy peach, candy apple, and other assorted sweet that hung from the branches, eating them whole in a single bite - a process he would repeat like with the skinning and sucking dry of every tree in this place - before using his brutal strength to pull the tree’s remains from its roots, grappling at its base whilst he squatted, tossing it onto the grass in front of where it once stood. Once toppled, Venom grabbed at its sides from its back and held it up to his mouth, seeing a chocolaty core and roots made of brittle chocolate. Like one would a comically-sized hoagie, he then ate the tree’s entire remains, the branches the same sweetened substance; a process he would repeat with every tree in this place. Bashing both fists into the many mushrooms from above, he cracked them open in half, their cream-filled contents spilling out for him to engorge himself with. He scooped handful after handful of the frothy topping, shovelling it into his mouth repeatedly, with a rising fervour that only seemed to grow and grow the more he ate his way through the Chocolate Room. Whenever a hearty helping of cream clung around that monstrous grin of his, just like any chocolate residue, his long, parasitic-like tongue came to the rescue, licking every last drop clean from his face before carrying on with the scooping and stuffing. The alien would find himself devouring each opened shell of the mushroom once the filling inside was cleanly gone, its texture akin to porcelain yet wholly edible, tasting of white chocolate.
“Scrumptious.” He bellowed beneath his breath, his voice increasingly guttural from all the sweets crammed down his maw. “Need… more chocolate. Every last bite. Every last drop~.”
Venom proceeded to get his wish fulfilled tenfold, tracking down every serving of chocolate that grew in this place, the other sweets secondary to that which he ferociously craved most. He picked clean truffles from bushes, their mint chocolate leaves too; nabbed balls of hardened chocolate full of luscious hot fudge, cracking each open like coconuts and holding them above his open mouth, allowing the thick substance to slowly fall directly down his maw - goopy like the matter comprising himself - before dropping each half of the shell to follow after them; swiping chocolate pebbles scattered intermittently across the fields; smashing each and every chocolate bridge apart, guardrails and walkways reduced to strips of carved creamy sweetness that he gnawed clean as a beaver would a log. But that was not enough for him. After a while, having been walking on literally more of what he highly desired, he got down onto his hands and knees, ripping out grass and chunks of chocolate soil they grew out from, both hands holding each piece like a boulder, gnawing at them fast and ferociously with every bite from those sharpened teeth. He proceeded to work fast, hard, and above all, determined, practically crawling all over the place and tearing up the ground around him. So suddenly did he act like a cow, both grass and the ground itself equally as rich in taste and sweetened nourishment.
With efficiency in mind, driven by his inhuman hunger, Venom roamed back and forth and across every acre of the Chocolate Room, repeatedly bending over to get up-close with that he then consumed, wrecking the grassy terrain part by part as a jackhammer tore up concrete. In time, he wrecked the very foundation of the biome, much of the land having practically been excavated, chocolate grass and dirt being scraped up and eaten with no second thought. In fact, the symbiote dug up chunks faster than any excavator could, more than any could, the ground rough and bumpy from being practically peeled off, hardened chocolate below put on display. Throughout his rampaging feast, Venom’s body displayed its fascinating capabilities of retaining its well-toned physique, despite the incalculable calories he ravenously consumed. So often did his snacks both sweet and fleshy impact not his body, able to maintain his incredulous speed and marvellous strength, those muscles firm and rigid. In each of those cases, however starving he was, none of these bouts of nourishment dared compare to his Chocolate Room jackpot. The sheer size of portions he guzzled down was beyond anything he had ever eaten before, his symbiotic body packing it all in without even a hint of softness to his immense musculature. Yet far within it, something reactionary began to stir within the deepest pit of his boundless stomach. Something was bound to give. He simply had no idea how devastating the caloric impact would be, or that it ticked down inside him just like a bomb.
BUUAAAAAARRRP!!!
A noisy, messy, guttural belch erupted from deep within the symbiote’s gullet, stretching on for a few lengthy seconds; hot, sweetened air gushing out from his mouth. Droplets of his saliva dripped down onto his torso and the edible grass below, the expulsion of gas heating up the nearby air. At the same time, unbeknownst to the symbiote, little drops of the dark black substance comprising his form slowly oozed from his body, plopping onto nearby grass, having a most transformative effect on what it made contact with. It inked each blade in the same dark, cosmic black as the gluttonous alien, milky white veins spreading across them, writhing like tentacles as it slowly consumed the chocolate, taking its shape, invading the grass surrounding these tainted blades, seeping deep into the soil uneaten; the foundation beneath it too. While this unintended symbiosis commenced, the otherworldly being devoured as much of the ground as he could. But that was still not enough for him.
“More, more, MOOOORE!!!” He bellowed out with snarling fury, stuffing his face with everything his massive claws could grab and rip and tear from this biome. “Must… eat- HUOOOOOORRPP!!! everything! BWAAAARP!!”
Amplifying these intense emotions was the arousing effect the chocolate had on him, being aphrodisiacs by their innermost nature. Venom felt a dull throb begin to pulsate in his loins, subtly pleasuring his brain. A sugar-induced libido came to be, influencing his drive to swipe up everything he could eat, his movements growing faster, messier, and especially carnal. Down below, where the smooth surface of his crotch sat between the tops of his girthy thighs, a rounded protrusion made itself known, bulging outward significantly. Although retaining its roundness, this bulge gnawed at the alien’s senses the same way his teeth tore at the candy filling him furthermore, sweetened euphoria overwhelmingly strong. In accordance to this, an increasing number of messy burps erupted from the symbiote’s maw, only adding to the arousing effects stemming from his incessant chocolate consumption. At times he panted in pleasure, tongue drenched in saliva. Part of him desired to feel himself down below. But the rest of him egged him on to keep on ravishing the Chocolate Room. It would be a short duration after the emergence of his otherworldly libido that Venom found himself near the chocolate river and waterfall. Turning his head back to his left, he stared in devilish wonderment at the tall cascade of chocolate, the wide span of the river parallel to where he was. Briefly did it pull him out of his cow-like behaviour with the grass, for the sake of drawing him into a far richer source of scrumptiousness.
“Ahh, how could we forget?” He sarcastically uttered, standing up and turning to his left, his body unfazed by its gargantuan intake. “A perfect drink to fix a parched throat. More than enough for us~.”
Venom charged down the path directly to the edge of the field, the chocolate river flowing rightward, his breaths quickening in sheer anticipation. All around the symbiote, it looked like a tornado had ravaged the Chocolate Room, when he himself had played the part of the storm, nearly every sweet and chocolate resting well inside his stomach. Worse yet, more drops of symbiotic matter dripped off his body, inking the ground below and spreading out, much like those initial drops that had since assimilated with significant patches of land, writhing in deep black matter and white veins. Once at the riverbank, he fell to his knees and bent over forward, his left hand planted against a firm chunk of ground. He briefly stared into the river, its deep, dark brown complexion reflecting his dark black own, those wide eyes and twisted smile beaming right back up, seemingly lovable to only a symbiote as himself. Cupping his right hand thereafter, Venom plunged it into the river, scooping up a handful of liquid chocolate that he then messily drank. Immediately did the taste wow him, just as quickly thirsting for more.
“Ahhh…” He let out a content sigh after his first taste, extending his tongue to lick clean the leftover chocolate dripping around his mouth. “Straight from the source.”
After that, the alien went all-in on the chocolate river, bending over a smidge further to scoop up more sweet liquid. In doing so, his butt further stuck up and out into the air, its default thickness fitting in with his physique. He proceeded to drink as much of the river as his one hand could hold, his claws perpetually stained with its churning contents. His bodily veins throbbed in sync with every massive gulp, the claws from both feet embedded into the desecrated earth to keep him in place the more he leaned over. Despite the innate messiness he possessed while drinking, he knew better than to let himself fall into the river (even if that meant he could drink it up faster). Despite the immense mass of his upper-body looming over, Venom indeed managed to keep himself from tipping past the riverbank, his left hand digging increasingly deeper into the ground while his right one obtained handful after handful. He guzzled each one after the other, speeding up the process as his tastebuds glimmered in amazement. Beyond all the other sweets he had feasted on until now, the river was by-far the best he ever tasted. It was the Chocolate Room’s most marvellous attraction in of itself; in spectacle, and now in luxurious taste.
“Delicious… exquisite~…” The symbiote devilishly moaned between manic slurps. “However long it takes, we must have it ALL.”
Venom continued greedily drinking from the river for moments more, growling in ecstasy, licking his face and sucking on his fingers, slobby manners persisting. Alas, repercussions for the alien’s enormous binge were about to commence, the inner workings of his otherworldly form unable to handle the overload of candy any longer. Going unnoticed by the sugar-crazed hunk, his stomach gurgled up a fierce storm, the symbiotic matter upon it bubbling like a cauldron. These concerning degrees of digestive churning were masked by the river’s perpetual noise, his slurps and moans too, even as his stomach grew louder and louder. And yet, it would not be his middle that would first be impacted, a more supple area looking to be the first. Either way, all this eating of such vast magnitude was about to catch up with the symbiote.
FWWSCHTT!!
That delectable ass of his, swaying slightly from side to side like a dog eager to play fetch, suddenly tripled in size, blowing up into two soft cheeks both perfectly sculpted, their greater weight and curvature accentuated against the rest of his brawny form. Venom froze mid-slurp, snapping out of his sugary daze. The flowing river was all he briefly heard, now that his drinking and groaning ceased to be. As the remaining chocolate dripped down his hand, he brought it back towards his right-side cheek, his head turning back whilst he stayed bent over. There, illuminated under the Chocolate Room’s bright lights, the symbiote could clearly see his rump now bigger, the squishy masses full of fat. Although maintaining his wicked grin, a hint of surprise washed over him. That feeling only doubled when his stomach gurgled again and his cheeks grew exactly as such, the alien slightly wincing when he felt his thighs thicken beneath them too.
“It seems there is such a thing as too much.” He remarked as he steadily stood back up, almost sluggishly so, for he could feel his ass wob and jiggle in response to his every movement.
Venom took a few steps away from the river, again feeling his newfound weight shift, before looking back again and bringing his right hand towards his corresponding backside mound. Like with the river’s chocolate, he cupped his hand against his right-side cheek, goopy softness filling his chocolate-stained palm. The tips of his claws briefly poked into its lardy filling, both cheeks sticking out by a good few feet while his thighs partly followed suit from the sides. For several seconds, the symbiote slowly jostled his asscheek, the undulating sensation simultaneously evoking curiosity and arousal that made his rounded bulge throb.
“This was not here before.” He observed the obvious, caressing his thicker ass that he was unsure how to work off.
SSSSCHHLLP!!
Without realizing it, he left a dark-brown handprint when he removed his hand from his behind, the chocolate stain clinging to his goopy skin that he could partly see from looking down at it.
GRRROOOORRGGGLLLRRRRRRR…
This stare was swiftly broken when another troubling gurgle emanated inside Venom’s stomach, substantially louder than any of his typical roars. A wave of discomfort once unknown messed with his senses from its immensity. He faced back to his front, staring down at his bubbling middle, his left hand concerningly feeling it ripple against the surface of his inky, veiny skin; a low and long growl slipping through his lips. As he concerningly did so, the alien was soon met with another considerable bout of growth, his entire lower-body surging out in pure adipose. All of a sudden, Venom had doubled in overall thickness down below. His ass puffed out again, thighs now squishing intently against one another. Above them both however, and literally so, his hips developed several inches of added curves, pillowy padding that stuck out greatly compared to his beefy chest, voluptuous with a capital V.
“Hrrg!!” Venom groaned thereafter, hands tensing as they flung before his chest, slowly bringing each onto his corresponding hips to feel their earth-shattering potential. “These too.”
He caressed his hips intensely, almost squeezing them in aroused admiration, overfilled with fat that paired perfectly with his thighs and ass. This beefcake was turning more into an all-out lava cake, what with the warm, gooey cheekmeat he hoisted from his backside, tilting his girthy hips from one side to the other. With them, the weight moved in accordance, the massive state of his bottom-heavy figure bestowing a most obvious epiphany onto the perturbed alien.
“We have clearly let ourselves go.” The thick symbiote hissed, thinking of how he would be perceived sporting such wide hips and a cushiony rump.
BUUUOOOOOORRRRBBLBLBLLL…
BLOOOOORP!!!
Having barely the time to process his new curves, Venom found himself truly taken aback when his stomach enormously surged out in front of him, enveloping his toned abs in place of a doughy gut. His hands rose back into the air as he witnessed it grow several feet long, wide, and out, drooping down towards the riverbank as though this boulder of a belly solely thirsted for more chocolate. Making matters worse, the alien spotted his arms and legs widening to match his overgrown figure, a pair of life-sized sausages constituting each limb. Venom felt the need to rest both arms atop his middle, their sudden heaviness almost too much to bear right away. No sooner than when he did so, said middle surged out again, distending another several inches in all directions to where its sagging front took a brief dip into the river itself, chocolate coating its cosmic black surface. As the symbiote stumbled further back from the river, he awkwardly turned around, that minicar-sized slab of a gut brushing against the ground, the chocolate hardening on its front. He could barely see the widespread stain, yet another incessant grumble from his stomach beckoned for it, wondering what chocolate-covered symbiote would even taste like. Alas, he could not reach it to even lick it clean, for he had far more urgent matters to attend to. After clumsy surges in weight upon his formerly toned body, Venom proceeded to steadily expand across every part of himself, all those sugary calories forced to translate into fat. He felt like dough rising in an oven, his mobility waning despite inhuman strength and endurance. In this moment, he knew what he had to do.
“Must- BWAAARP!! flee!”
With the latest rumblings of his now oversized stomach came intense reverberations, jostling across every inch of the lard-swaddled symbiote as he stampeded across the Chocolate Room. He filled with lush adipose in all directions, burying his muscles in hundreds upon hundreds of palpable pounds. Thick, girthy pecs melted into squishy moobs, swelling larger and larger than those muscly mounds ever were, dribbling down towards the top of that mighty gut propped up by his ever-rounding bulge. As a result, such a meaty belly constantly slapped against it, his privates aching with every added bout of heft. This only stimulated the symbiote in ways he could have hardly imagined, huffing in ecstasy between burps and growls. Soon enough, he felt himself leak from down below, unable to see from the belly atop, seed as sticky as chocolate dribbling onto its underside and the ground itself. That thick, beefy back of his plumped up and out with excess fat, merging with all those firm layers of muscle, complete tautness melting into squishy backfat. Both buttcheeks, holding up the continual avalanche of backfat above, enlarged to where they obscured the backs of his thighs and legs, each titanic cheek twice the size of one of those cream-filled mushrooms the symbiote had earlier devoured. Even amid how huge he blimped up, those hips of his always retained some measure of added voluptuousness compared to every other part of him, noticeable no matter how much weight he so swiftly packed on.
“Too- OOUUUURP!! much- BWAAARP!!” Venom spouted between burps reeking of chocolate, heaving his bulging legs and bloated feet one in front of the other. “How fattening is this stuff?!”
Lumbering from end to end of the Chocolate Room, the ballooning alien could not find even a single exit on the same level as him; long, tall, unbroken walls effectively trapping him in. How anyone entered this place was a mystery to the otherworldly intruder. Whenever he reached a distant end of the room, his disbelief only grew just like his body. He turned his thickening neck to scan for exits - a stunning feat considering how it sank down between both billowing shoulders - desperation in his eyes, becoming increasingly bewildered that there was no normal way of leaving this place that he could spot around him.
“No exits? What kind of madness is this?!” Venom frustratedly blurted out back by the waterfall, exertion underlyingly aching alongside his libido, not realizing that he would be incapable of fitting through any exit doors if they were even there to begin with.
Time was running out. His mobility faltered. Both legs ached from hoisting his ever-spilling girth. From having given up on his hunt for the traditional exit, Venom again scanned the room from top to bottom, his head retaining its size while his whole body ballooned, evoking the illusion that it simply shrank. This time, he spotted the air duct he had initially entered from, the square-shaped gap having not crossed his mind until this moment of desperation. Thinking he could somehow get back up there, the lardy symbiote waddled as fast as he could towards the ground he first landed upon, his swelling figure swaying with his movements like thick waves of jelly. To him, it was his last-ditch effort for escape.
By the time he reached that very spot by charging ahead like an overweight bull, Venom expanded into a giant doughball with stubby limbs, as wide as he was tall, a sentient sack of fat weighing half a ton whose otherworldly strength barely kept him upright at this rate. With every clumsy, staggering waddle that the fattening symbiote made, his goopy consistency rippled like the chocolate river itself, travelling across both meaty cheeks, massive hips, tree-trunk thick thighs, and all four dolloped limbs. His belly, a globular orb sticking out from buried muscle, wobbled on its own accord, insistent churning still signifying the rampant digesting from all the sweets he guzzled without care. In the midst of such rapid expansion, the droplets of symbiote matter that assimilated with the grass had spread incredulously during his clumsy run. Well over half the Chocolate Room had become something straight out of a science-fiction movie set, the goopy material writhing up the walls and across the ground, growths of tentacles swaying as they pleased. Venom, unaware of his body infecting the biome on account of his huge and heavy predicament, charged on despite his enormous form. Even with such efforts made to move, he huffed and puffed near-endlessly, his saggy belly full of chocolate and sweets plopping hard onto the ground when he stood below the air duct.
Facing away from the river he had drank from, the blubbery alien looked up at the distant hole, appearing as though it was a tiny cookie cutter dangling high above, hellbent on squishing the symbiote down until he himself was a flattened glob of dough. The more pressing matter though came in the glaring conundrum. He was simply way too big to get up there again, let alone fit through the gap lest he ended up looking like he was stuck inside a pipe. To even turn his arms into tentacles to pull himself up would never work, surely bringing down the entire chunk of the maintenance corridor that led him to his drop-off point in the first place. And yet, he had to try. Venom grunted harshly as he hopped up and down, his blobby figure wobbling similar to stacks of pancakes tossed from a pan. Both chunky feet barely left the ground, only a scant inch briefly separating the two before they slammed back down with a mighty thud, the whole room in its increasingly symbiotic state shaking intensely for seconds on end. Any signs of cracks or craters or footprints were masked by the goopy matter comprising the ground beneath the alien, who was still determined to futilely try and escape.
Again and again he hopped up and down, his body leaving less of the ground each time with dozens more pounds added to his widespan body, the resulting quaking once landing disturbing the goopy growth of the room in its conquest. Several times did Venom attempt to somehow get back up the vent, outstretching his barrelling arms as though he could reach, if not turn them back into tentacles to grapple it and pull him up, no matter the reality of that never working out. As this frankly comical display of a beefcake turned layer cake sputtered out towards its end, Venom’s exertion reached an all-time high. His legs throbbed tremendously, knees trembling so. Exceeding over half a ton put incredulous strain even on a being like himself. Once then twice he roared with frustration, unable to return from whence he came. With that, the symbiote toppled backwards onto his enormous ass, the huge helpings of dense cheekmeat spreading against the ground of identical consistency. Groaning aloud, he was effectively rendered immobile, made truly girthy from his gluttonous rampage that only kept on biting him as he had done with all that candy.
“HRRGKH!! Can’t… MOVE!” Venom growled, trying to push himself forward despite being a living blob whose arms simply rested upon his massive sides. “What do we- OAAARP!! do now?”
GRRRRRUUUUUUUUUURRRRRGLLLLGLGLLLLL…
Like a sign from deep within himself, Venom’s sweet-filled stomach bubbled akin to molten lava, a burning sensation hotwiring his senses and desires, amplifying them tenfold. Hunger rippled through his layers of lard like girthy waves, his immobile body wobbling as it vibrated intensely. Both his stomach and bulge demanded more, begged for it in their respective vices of gluttony and lust. All those aphrodisiacs from the chocolate pleased the symbiote, combining with his ravenous hunger still somehow burbling to have him answer his question aloud, initiating the measures desperate enough to fully consume the Chocolate Room.
“EAT!!”
Bursting out through the folds of his back, several tentacles shot forth and stretched across the air, their destination known as though the alien had eyes in the back of his head. In sync, they delved right into the chocolate river, wasting no time drinking far more than that of a series of single handfuls. Like organic straws, the long black appendages with white veins bulged with every gulp of chocolate, flowing through their organic hoses to reach their host as he sat and swelled. Although not entering through his mouth, Venom could still strongly taste each helping of liquid chocolate that entered his body, the rich sweetness melting his mind, his libido skyrocketing where his member was buried by belly. With the river’s entirety being transferred inside him, the symbiote’s body worked overtime to convert it all into supple fat. The result was a sheer explosion in size and weight that catapulted his growth exponentially, his blobby form growing blobbier. Venom moaned and huffed as his tentacles sucked dry more and more of the river, the waterfall steadily thinning out in its continual cascading, the river depleting at a similar rate.
“We- BUOOORP! must- UAAARP! finish what we- HUOOOOOOORPH!! started!” Venom belched more than he bellowed, rising every which way, soon noticing one direction he had not quite taken into account.
As splaying rolls of symbiotic fat spread and engulfed the goopy ground, as his arms and legs sucked in his hands and feet, leaving them awkwardly sticking out of partial divots, the chocolate-obsessed alien realized that he also grew taller, surging closer towards the air duct with each passing second. He stared up at the gap, his head brought closer to it, smiling giddily for he thought that maybe, just maybe, he could somehow escape back through it byway of growing into it and squeezing through; undoubtedly a thought of pure imagination. In hardly a moment, he had turned into a sprawling mountain of inky black blubber, creamy white veins stretching all over him. The matter from his body had taken over almost every inch of the stripped-down Chocolate Room, the tentacles’ bulges lessening in size and frequency. Once the river had been fully drained, not a single drop left anywhere outside the symbiote, the goopy material itself took up residence, emerging through the top of the waterfall and cascading down into the empty river, flowing a smidge slower on account of its thicker consistency, the sight as mesmerizing as it was disturbing. Before long, the river that spanned the entirety of the Chocolate Room contained only Venom’s alien goop, bubbling along its looping route like a hivemind constantly thinking, hungering.
When the symbiote’s head gradually entered the air duct that he once peered up at from many feet below, he thought he had succeeded in finally securing his exit, even if it was where he entered from. Alas, no sooner than when his head rose into the metallic space with spinning shadows and reflective moonlight, fat fiercely ravished it in one fell swoop of swelling. A pair of rounded cheeks bulged on the sides of his face, scrunching his eyes ever-so slightly. Several chins puffed up and sagged down towards the top of his oversized moobs. To the alien, it almost felt as though his entire head grew in size itself, the reality of his body’s unstoppable expansion causing the end of the corridor he had risen into to bulge and distend with its girth, the metal creaking increasingly louder as he further rose into the constricting space.
“BWOOOOOOOOORP!!!” Another earth-shattering belch soared out from Venom’s maw, the sheer power of such an expulsion within a limited space further weakening the surrounding metal structure, the results swift and messy.
CRRRKK… KRAKOOM!!
Superpowered as with the rest of his abilities, his belch caused the surrounding maintenance corridor to break apart into innumerable pieces, an explosion of debris flying in all directions. Given how vast the symbiote had grown to, they all fell onto various parts of his body. Some pressed down on his titanic buttcheeks each the size of boats, others upon his grumbling belly outstretched by a good mile - looking as though it filled with the entirety of the chocolate waterfall - with more making contact with his chunky sides, doughy back, and drooping chest. But all of them proceeded to bounce back up when they landed onto Venom, practically acting like he was a trampoline of otherworldly softness. In response, he hardly reacted, his head clouded by his immense mass and the pleasure writhing from it all, a woozy grin of greed sinking a smidge into himself as his fattened head did into his torso.
“Need… more… HUUOOOORP!! chocolate.” He slowly uttered, feeling his bulge rub against the underside of his wave of belly, goopy seed constantly gushing out from it well below. “Let us- BWUURP! wait to be found, for a human to hear our demands… OUUURP! to forever taste sweet chocolate~.”
With nothing left of the chocolate river, and by extension, every candy in the Chocolate Room, the alien’s tentacles receded back between the bulging back-folds they came from, his fully-grown form - truly mountainous, immovable, and impenetrable - idly swaying from side-to-side, hands and feet kicking about, plumped up into thickened ends. If one were to lay eyes on the blob he had become, not a single iota of thought would even dare suggest that he was once so mighty and muscly, a former hulking hunk profusely buried in exponential heft. If one were to now enter this sprawling section of the factory for the first time, they would never know that it was once a biome made of chocolates and sweets. All one would see was a land of symbiote, and the humongous glob from another world who once flourished with strength. It was as though he and the Chocolate Room had become one, despite the fact that he remained a separate entity from his excess matter that engulfed the fields, ran up the walls and across the ceiling, flowed down the waterfall and around the subsequent river. Simply put, the Chocolate Room was long gone.
In its place now stood an enclosure for the gluttonous symbiote that broke in, the whole biome comprised entirely of him, plus the tentacles and web-like growths that infected every spec of space around him. Yet all of it was Venom, and Venom was all of it. Above all, stuck in the mess he made for himself, the immobile symbiote still craved more chocolate, even though there was none left for him to scarf down. Alone he remained on this night in the factory, constantly belching while groaning in fullest bliss, sinking further into himself with the warmth he exuded. Deep down, he hoped the owner would find him and grant his wish, this creature sporting quite the otherworldly sweet-tooth.