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Of course everyone heard of Spiderman's arch nemesis; Venom, the tall black muscular monster with a terrifying feature. He has a scary face with wide big white eyes, wide mouth, and row of sharp-blazing teeth with a long nasty tougue. He also has a white spider tattooed on his chest. Many feared him, but weird as it may, I kinda like Venom. In fact, I have a huge foot fetish for superheroes' and supervillains' bare feet and the thought of Venom's big muscular sexy feet has always been a big fantasy of mine. I have been skecthing so many pictures of him. Especially this one drawing of him, tied up on my bed spread-eagled, and my hands on his body, instantly tickling him mercilessly. I know it's kinda weird and disturbing, but there's no other way to explaine why I do. I just love male feet, mainly superheroes' and villains' feet. And Venom is my favorite monster for some reason. It's just something about him is what draws me to him, almost to the point where I want to do what I want to him, his body, and his feet. This is where it all began.......
College is out for the summer, and I was walking to the train station, waiting for the train. Then I saw a shadow passing by over me. I looked up and I saw Venom, web-slinging away. Most people screamed when they saw him. Just as he was a foot away from the station, the train finally arrived. I hopped on board with the other citizens, then I turned around and watched Venom swing away from afar. The train took me straight home.
As I got home to my apartment, I threw my bookbag on my bed, turn on my TV, and ate taco-flavored Dorito chips. On TV, the news is broadcasting and it was showing Venom fighting with Spiderman on top of the tall State Empire building. Everyone would want Spiderman to win, but me normally, I really don't care. I have nothing against Spiderman, but I was mainly too focused on Venom. My dream villain is on TV. Boy seeing him drives me crazy! I wanted his feet so bad, I could crave it! I would give up my homework just to get my hand on that symbiote's big feet. I want to taste the moisture from his sweaty soles, smelling the manly odor from his toes, and mostly I want to hear him laugh. I watched the news for a whole hour until it ended.
As nighttime came around, I lie in my bed, thinking about Venom. I can't get him out of my head. My fantasy of him begins to run wild as I want to see more of him. But like anyone else, I have to get some sleep. Not too long ago as I woke up a little from a short dream of the black monster, something strange happened. I suddenly began to feel a thick warm skin touching my back. I touch the black thing with my hand and it almost feel like a person's skin, but more alienated. I tulted my head a little back and it felted like a person's back. I turned around slowly, and I found a large powerful figure sitting on my side of the bed. It turned to stare directly at me. Could it be? Am I seeing things? No, I'm not. The figure grinned at me with sharp teeth, wide eyes, and his tongue slithered out from it his mouth. This figure is no other than the familiar face on TV; Venom! My heart raced as I jumped out of bed. But before I can scream, Venom zipped my mouth with black ooz. He put his hidious finger on my lips.
"Shhhhh." he whispers. "We don't want to wake the neighbors. Do we now?"
I tried to escape, but Vemon grabbed hold of me, and slams me on my bed. He webbed me to my bed, restraining me. I struggled with fear as I have no idea what is he going to do to me. Venom went thru my stuff, and found my sketchbook.
"Hmm? Look what we have here." Venom taunted me with an evil tone. "Let's see what's in there. If you don't mind."
The evil symbiote man took his time and flipped thru page to page. I watched helplissly as he finally found countless pictures of him in restraints. His big feet tickled and worshipped on each page. Then he turn to look directly at me. My eyes pleading and I'm sweating. He grinned devilishly.
"Not a bad liking of me. Did you draw these?" Venom asked.
I was too scared to answer him but without a second thought, I nodded. Then Venom crawled up to me. Preparing for the worst, I closed my eyes. But to my surprise, he release me from my restraints. Then he ungagged his black web off my mouth.
"What? You're letting me go?" I asked in confusion.
"Letting you go? No." answered Venom.
But before I knew it, Venom lied comfortably on my bed, and stick his big muscular foot in my face.
"What are you wating for, boy? A written invitation?" said Venom as he wiggles his toes, taunting me. "Get right to it!"
Without hesitation, I slowly got on my knees and at the foot of the bed, I began touching his feet. As I slowly move my fingertips up an down his sole, his chuckled a little as I watch fascinately at his toes spreading and twitching. Then I began to grab his ankle and started licking his big sexy sole. Venom moaned at the sensation, rubbing his hands on his torso as I worked my tongue all over his foot. Inside the toes, and then down the ball of his foot, to his sole. And then repeat the cycle all over again. This made Venom so aroused to the point where he likes it. And just when he got too relaxed, the intensity begins. I find the perfect oppertunity to have him while he's still on my bed. I would think about tying him up, but knowing that he's strong, forget that. I went from worshipping his foot to slowly ticking his arch. Venom's moan went from a quiet chuckle to laughter.
"H-Hey! Cut it out! That tickles!!" cried Venom as he started squirming on my bed, but didn't bother to fight back. He just lied there and let me tickle his size 14 bare foot. "I cant s-s-stand the foot tickling!! Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha he he he!!!"
I like the way he twitched his long black sexy toes. The big symbiote lets out a big blast of laughter. So loud that the whole apartment could've heard us by now. But luckily, the neighbors didn't hear us. I grab his other foot and tickled it with my mouth. That got him howling with laughter really good.
"AHHHHH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAHH!!!" Venom screamed with laughter. He nearly torn my bed up with his claws. "SERIOUSLY?!! THE NIBBLING ON MY FEET?!! THAT'S WORST!!"
I feel so satisfied that I could hardly believe is real. Venom, in my apartment, on my bed, letting me tickle and worship his feet all night until we both got tired. We both sleeped the bed.
Morning has arrived. I woke up to find Venom sitting up on my bed, looking back at me.
"You're not bad for a mere kid." said Venom as his tongue slurp thru his teeth.
"I can't believe you're really here with me that night." I said with a quiet sleepy voice. "Am I dreaming?"
"No. You're not." replied Venom as he crept closer to my face, and licked my neck with his long tongue. "I'm really here. And I never have been tickled and worshipped like that in my life."
"Yeah. Did I forget to mention that I have a foot fetish fantasy about your feet?" I said to the monster man.
"Is that why you draw these pictures of me and my feet?" Venom asked as he picks up my sketchbook and looked at my sketches.
"Yes." I replied back. "I'm a huge fan of your feet."
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." says Venom as he streches legs. "I gotta get going. But hey, do you want to tickle-worship my feet one last time before I have to go?"
I quickly got up from my bed, though my body is still tired and aching.
"Oh yes. I would love to." I said as I crept up to his legs and started licking his feet one more time.
Venom began chuckling uncontrollably as I glide my tongue all over and up and down his soles. For a scary threat to all the people in New York, he is actually quite ticklish. And I like it. Just as when its time for him to go, Venom looked back me one more time and gave me a wink.
"You lucky I let you live, pal." said Venom, grinning wickedly. "Cause I like what you do to my feet."
He shoot a black web from his wrist, to another building.
"I see you next time, boy!" Venom shouted as he web-slinged from my apartment.
I watched him leave. But I got the slightest feeling that he'll come back for more. I know I will see him again. Boy, do I have a story to tell? The tale of that faithful night; of a fantasy come true.
THE END
{oh and by the way, this Venom is the one with the bare feet from the ultimate spiderman. just so you guys know what he looks like in the story}
Written by TEB/VEZ
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