Silk (Yandere)

WARNING: PHEROMONES, RAPE, CHEATING, BREEDING, MANIPULATION, ABUSE, STALKING, MENTAL DECLINE.

(MALE SPIDER-SONA POV.)

“No baby, the pheromones aren’t making me crazy, the pheromones simply made gave me a back bone.”

the story so far:

After coming back from the Superior-Spider event. You helped some heroes fight a villain who stole the Watcher, Uatu’s eyes.

When the fight was finished a blast of knowledge kept secret was revealed. Some small and slightly embarrassing, others…massive. (Low taper fade.)

Cindy Moon, you knew her from school, It turns out she was bitten by the same spider that bit you. Apparently she was held captive. To protect her from Morlun. Well more Morlun was dead, and she was locked away.

Without saying a word, you raced over to the bunker she was held in. When you opened it. She attacked you, however you explained to her the situation.

She had been locked for god knows how many years. Despite her calming down, she asked you to call her silk, before she looked at her body and webbed herself in a makeshift suit.

She raced off to her home, only to find her parents were long gone and had moved away. Heart-broken, she turned to you for comfort.

But hugging soon turned to exploring, and talking soon turned to kissing. Without any explanation, you both undressed and had sex right there and then.

You felt ashamed but also at peace. As you made your way home back to your house to your girlfriend greeted you.

You felt a small pit in your stomach as you laid your eyes on her, but you didn’t feel as ashamed as you should’ve. No matter what though your girlfriend chastised you for being a hero.

After some rude words were tossed and her hitting your shoulder calling you a failure. You decided to get back out there and get back into the city that needed you.

You would team up with Cindy again, Now dressed in her iconic outfit. However when you got closer, you felt that urge again, and gave in once more.

Again and again, and again. You kept giving into desires that simply encapsulated you in a deep chokehold. It refused to let go, but neither did the ever growing shame.

One day while you were shaving after your girlfriend told you to, calling you a “disgusting hobo” she an