Marvel: I'm a Symbiote



Farm Earth.

"My fellow Citizens," Alex spoke into a camera that was manned by a single person wearing the Secret Service's uniform, "Today was a monumental day for all of humanity."

He was sitting in the President's chair in the Oval Office while his speech was being broadcast to the entirety of the Earth.

"As of one hour ago, Project Symbiosis has been deemed a success. Our two Earths have formed a new, impenetrable fortress that comprises both moons and planets. It shall henceforth be called the Gaia cluster."

Alex continued his speech, telling the people about how the leaders of both Research Earth and Farm Earth have come together to form the Gaia Federation. It would essentially act as the United Nations Council, but have much more power over the countries, and any and all external disputes had to go through the Gaia Federation.

It was just Alex's way to sugarcoat that he was now the owner of both planets and their disputes and major decisions were going to take place on his terms. He obviously couldn't instantly unite all countries and he had to use some pretenses to slowly take control. As for the people who were resistant to his rules, he was very well aware of how to 'persuade' them.

With his speech over, the live broadcast turned off and the Secret Service agents that were filling the office were dismissed.

As for Alex, he leaned back in his chair with his hands behind his head, as he hummed comfortably, "That's it, Fel. Keep going."

A silver-haired woman moaned from under the table. She was wearing a tight leather bodysuit that covered every single part of her skin up to her chest including her arms and shoulder. It had white fur in a v-shaped design up from her chest, revealing quite a bit of her cleavage. It was her usual Black Cat outfit. She was also wearing a cute-looking car ears headband on her head. It had black fur on the outside of the ear and white fur on the inside to match her hair. As for a final touch, she had a collar on her neck that had an ornamental bell on it that didn't ring.

Hearing Alex's words, she got more enthusiastic from her previously meek and gentle service and grabbed his thighs before impaling herself on his shaft. She took his entire dick into her throat and kept it there for as long as she could. She then pulled back to breathe for a moment and continued deepthroating him.

It didn't take long for Alex to cum directly in her throat.

"Good girl." Alex caressed the side of her face after she drank all his cum.

"Thank you, sir…" She replied submissively before looking at him expectantly.

"Not yet." Alex had a sadistic glint in his eyes.

Felicia felt like she was about to cry but knew that it wouldn't do any good, "I understand…"

"Good, you can leave now," Alex said cheerily before getting up from the chair, leaving Felicia kneeling on the ground under his desk.

'If only I could feel something through this fucking bodysuit that you replaced mine with…' She cried in her heart, 'It's times like these that I hate myself for making him my sugar daddy…'

Felicia Hardy had a little kleptomania problem. After Alex appointed her as his secretary, Felicia enthusiastically agreed, despite not understanding his reason for offering her the job. Working as the secretary of the President would give her an extremely reputable identity and would also give her access to more high-profile information.

Sadly for her, she once saw a shiny thing on her boss's desk and ended up swiping it, 'And the rest is history…' She lamented inwardly.

…

One Month Ago.

"Mr. President?" Felicia called through the intercom. "Mr. President?" She called again but didn't get any response.

She was concerned and as per procedure, she knocked on the door to the office, "Sir? Are you there?"

Receiving no answer, she quickly opened the door before ducking to dodge any possible bullets from the potential terrorists that had kidnapped the President.

When nothing happened, she looked up to see the empty office, 'I feel stupid…' She thought as she stood back up and fixed her clothes and pulled down her suit skirt that had risen up.

She walked into the office and called again, 'I should raise an alarm.' She thought and walked to the desk to use the President's emergency button. That was when she noticed something shiny on the desk. It was under a document but was visible when she got close to the desk.

Unable to help herself, she moved the document and saw a couple of diamonds lying on the table. 'He won't know…' She quickly swiped three out of the around twenty small diamonds and hid them inside her bra before going around the desk. She was going to press the emergency button to raise an alarm.

As she walked around the desk, she saw the President entering the office through a hidden door in the wall. She jumped back from the desk, "Mr. President…" She addressed him with surprise.

"Did I cause a scare, Fel?" Alex asked her with a smile. He knew what she'd done. After all, he was the one who'd entrapped her.

"Not yet, sir. I was just about to raise the alarm to call the Secret Service." She told him with a professional tone. Even though she didn't know why she got the job, she was a very competent secretary.

"Well, you don't have to anymore," Alex told her and glanced at the table.

Felicia felt her heart drop to her stomach, 'He's definitely going to notice…'

Contrary to her thoughts, Alex didn't seem to notice the missing diamonds and turned back to her with the same little smile on his face, "Follow me, Fel."

He turned and started walking to the hidden door.

"Yes, sir." She didn't dare disobey him in the current scenario, "But you have a meeting with General Ross in 5 minutes." She reminded him.

"It's fine." Alex turned back to her and she had to stop walking to prevent herself from colliding with him. Her forehead was barely an inch away from his chin and she had to look up to meet his gaze, "He can wait." Alex brought one of his hands to her head and ran his fingers through her hair with gentleness.

He turned and started walking again and Felicia followed him in a daze, confused by what just happened, 'Doesn't he have the First Lady…' She thought confusedly.

Alex had long declared MJ as the First Lady just for fun. It was all because her newfound status made it that much more pleasurable when he degraded and humiliated her. MJ was essentially an outlet for all his repressed sadistic desires. That was why he was able to deal with troublesome hosts like Jane in a calm state. All because he had a perfect outlet for his frustrations.

When he first appeared on Earth-65 and bonded with Spider Gwen, he did many questionable things with her. Although she had liked them at that moment, he knew that she was somewhat bitter about his attitude during that time to some extent. That was why he was making things better with her now.

Those dark desires had never gone away. He'd just found a better outlet for them—someone who was actually into that stuff. Or at least someone that he'd turned into liking that stuff.

Felicia followed him through the door that closed behind her, the thump made a chill run through her spine. She instantly looked back and noticed the dark color of the wall and the door. It was padded with black sound-absorbing foam all over.

"Sir, what is this place?" She asked as she turned around and finally took in the view of the room. She felt her heart shaking when she realized what kind of place she was in right now.

"You can see it yourself." Alex turned to look at her with a smile. That harmless smile seemed so terrifying to Felicia.

"D-did you get a sex dungeon installed here…" She was somewhat mortified at the thought.

"Sure." Alex said with a weird tone, "It was me who got it installed."

Felicia felt as if there was a deeper meaning to Alex's tone, but didn't respond. She was feeling overwhelmed as she looked at the complex gadgets and trinkets all across the room along with multiple different restraining devices. That was when she heard a muffled moan echo through the room.

Her head whipped in that direction and she noticed a naked redheaded woman having been hung from the ceiling. Her entire body was suspended horizontally with her legs spread apart like a frog and her arms pulled behind her back. She was wrapped in ropes that kept her immobilized and helpless. Lastly, there were two suction cups attached to her breasts that were extracting what could only be breast milk from them.

"F-First Lady…" Her eyes widened and she just noticed how loudly her heart was beating. It was like a drum that kept beating in her ears, 'He knows!' That was the only thought that ran through her mind, 'Why else would he invite me in here?'

"Mr. President, why did you…" She trailed off, hoping he would understand her question.

"Take off your clothes, Fel," Alex ordered with a smile, "If I don't find the diamonds on you, you're free to go. Otherwise, you can join me here for a session and I'll let you keep them. I won't pursue you for anything."

If Alex's first words had made her stomach twist in despair, the end of his words showed her a ray of hope that she desperately clung to.

"You promise?" She asked with the thought, 'Making the President himself my sugar daddy doesn't sound too bad… She seems to be pretty happy.' She glanced at Mary Jane who had already orgasmed twice ever since Felicia had noticed her, 'And he's so hot…' She thought dreamily.

Instead of covertly taking over the original President, Alex had done his best to be appointed as the President through actual legal means. He'd first set up a legal identity for himself before doing some more underhanded work that led to him being appointed as the youngest President in the history of the country. And he hadn't even been elected. He'd used a very tricky method of taking over the country.

He became the President as the Designated Survivor of a so-called 'bombing' that wiped out the entire governing cabinet of the country.

A 'terrorist attack' had blown up the Capitol building while the entire cabinet was in session, killing essentially every high authority political figure in the country. The country had a failsafe in exactly this kind of scenario, and that was the Designated Survivor who would make sure that the country kept running, and Alex was that Designated Survivor. Overnight, he was appointed as the President of the country.

Now that he was in the seat of power, he was going to make sure that he never let it go.

'Playing politics can be fun if you have the kind of balls required to kill everyone who opposes you…' Felicia thought as she recalled Alex's history. Most of the people who stood up against him in the last two weeks since he'd become president were either dead or persuaded, 'I'm wet…' She felt her panties getting wet at the thought. As his secretary, she knew a lot more about his dealings than a normal person.

"Sure." Alex nodded with a smile, "If you want, then we can also set up an agreement after your punishment."

Felicia shivered, "Punishment?"

"Of course. You've already admitted to taking the diamonds, no?" He asked.

'Does he know about my habit? Was I entrapped…' Felicia thought as she took a step back. At the same time, Alex stepped closer to her.

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