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Last time, on Guardians of the Galaxy...

Flash Thompson, A.K.A. Venom, joined the Guardians in order to control the Symbiote. However, in space, the symbiote has grown more and more powerful and unstable, which forced the Guardians to forcefully remove the symbiote from a completely unstable Venom. While trying to find out what to do with an unconscious Flash, the symbiote escapes from custody and attached itself to Groot, turning him into the bloodthirsty VENOM!

Dumbstruck, Star-Lord, Gamora, Drax and Rocket Raccoon watched as their friend turned into a tentacle vegetal monstrosity, now repeating "I AM VENOM" over and over again, while attacking them at every chance. Even with their strength, agility and firepower combined, nothing could stop the behemoth...

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Venom-Groot stood as a tall, humanoid body covered in leaves and sharp thorns at the top. His face was a distorted version of Groot's, having sharp spikes at its back, with a huge maw filled with sharp teeth, a long slithering tongue, and two white, cold eyes, which were completely different to Groot's sympathetic ones.

-Guys, we gotta help him!- Said Rocket, with a worrying look on his face. After all, it was his best friend they were fighting against... or at least his body -Groot, come on man, I know you're there!-

-I AM VENOM!!!- The monster snarled, while trying to attack Rocket with his sharp, clawed hands.

-Release the woodgod, you monster- Yelled Gamora, from the other side of the room they were in, while putting a fighting stance -and I will spare you a most violent demise!-

-No, not like that...- Rocket said back to Gamora, seriously fearing they could hurt their friend.

-I AM VENOM- Repeated the creature, as if stating "come and get it" to its adversaries, lunging towards Rocket with impressive speed. Rocket was barely saved from being sliced with Venom-Groot's claws by Gamora, who lifted him in the air while kicking the monster's maw at the same time.

-Sorry, buddy...- whispered Star-Lord as he opened fire with a lasergun. No longer after that, Rocket took his laser rifle and shot multiple rounds at Venom-Groot. However, it seemed like the bullets were being absorbed by the symbiote. Sending a tendril towards Gamora, Venom-Groot threw her apart from Rocket, as he resumed walking towards his prey.

-Groot, please, listen to me!- Rocket begged the creature while aiming with his rifle towards him.- I don't want to kill you, but you are leaving me no choice here!-

In that moment, something amazing happened: The monster hesitated for a moment, and stood there like it was rethinking their next move. Rocket sighted in relief, it was his friend!! Somewhere inside, Groot was fighting against the symbiote suit controlling him! It was the chance Drax was waiting for, who had been avoiding the monster's sight for the perfect opportunity to appear, as he rammed his powerful fist against the monster's back in order to cleanly rip off the symbiote out of Groot's body.

Removed from its host, the symbiote lost all its solid consistency, turning itself into a goo-like black substance, and withdrawed itself from Groot, who was on the floor coughing away the last remnants of the symbiote on his body.

However, as soon as it recovered, it launched itself towards the closest living thing... which happened to be Rocket.

-Uh, guys...- said Rocket as the symbiote's various tendrils headed on his direction.

-Get away from the symbiote, Rocket! Don't let it touch you! - warned Star-Lord, unable to do anything from his position.

-Uh, guys?!- repeated Rocket worryingly as the tendrils were getting dangerously close to him, while holding his rifle with all his strength. Just as they were about to attack him, Rocket opened fire with all his might, shooting at the tendrils closing in towards him. The shoots were effective enough to make the tendrils retreat, however the shots were also blowing holes all around them.

-DUDE, BE CAREFUL! We live here, remember?? - Yelled Star-Lord, barely avoiding a falling lamp that was hit by a missing bullet.

-Yeah, I know! I also live in my furry body, which i don't want this thing on!- Shouted Rocket from his position, as the creature slithered away onto the nearby air ducts. -Yeah, you like that??-

-I... I am Groot- Said Groot, still kneeled down on the floor.

-Don't worry pal, It was not your fault- answered Rocket, assuming his friend was apologizing for the racket caused before.

-No, it's your fault Rocket. Now we have a loose symbiote on the ship!- An angry Drax reclaimed -This is intolerable!- Rocket glared at Drax with disgust. Even though he could've handled the situation differently, it wasn't entirely his fault.

-Okay, team, let's calm down- Star-lord said finally, trying to avoid unnecessary fighting. -Fortunately Groot is back with us... so now let's focus on find the goo thing. I don't want more damage on our ship... -He said, trying to make it sound like an order, but sounding more like a complain headed towards Rocket-

-Hey, I did what I had to! That thing was headed towards me!- Rocked complained back, angry that their so-called 'leader' was scolding him for doing what he did best.

-Just... let's split up to find it faster.- Star-lord ordered them back, while handing them small sonic transmitter -I know it sounds like a bad idea, but if we keep these on our bodies the symbiote won't be able to latch onto us-.

-Okay then, let's- Said Gamora, grabbing her transmitter -The faster we get that abomination, the better. I'll cover the main deck, you and Drax might check our quarters, and let's let Groot keep an eye on the control room. Which leaves...-

-Yeah, yeah, Rocket goes to the storage. Right?- Said an increasingly annoyed Rocket -Why? because he is sooooo small. Right? -Rocket claimed back at Gamora, getting pissed by the second. -DO YOU WANT A PIECE OF ME?-

-I never said that, Rocket, I just meant...- Gamora tried to apologize, now knowing the effect her words could have had on her furry friend.

-You always mean... You know what? Yes, I screwed it up!- Rocket finally blew up, which drew everyone's attention. -It was a life or death situation, I was just about to get killed, by my best friend! And that thing launching itself at me... I did what I had to! -Heading at Star-Lord's hand, he grabbed one of the transmitters -Let's just find that wretched thing...-

Loading his rifle, Rocket exited the room.

-I am Groot?- Asked Groot, finally standing up, with a look of concern.

-What has gotten onto him?- Asked Drax finally, puzzled by Rocket's sudden burst-

-I don't know, he's just acting weird I guess... though he's been acting weird for a while.- Star-Lord replied. -Well, let's hunt that goo creature. Don't forget to turn the transmitters on, otherwise they are useless. Hope Rocket has turned on his...-

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His agressiveness wasn't something completely new, and he was conscious about it. Every once in a while, Rocket turned angsty and trigger happy, but on the last few weeks he bursted out at the slightest provocation. Might have something to do with the fact he hadn't got a lady for himself in a good while? Most probably, however it wasn't his teammates' concern to meddle on his business. Now that he was all by himself, he got calmed down a bit to think about it.

-They don't understand. How can they ever...- Rocket mustered by himself. After all, how could they ever understand being the only one of his species? Nothing but an experiment, made to look like a cutesy animal from earth? Of course, all the weaponry he had perfected through years of engineering and researching made him a tiny bad-ass, but that was it. He had no expandable branches, huge muscles, natural killing skills, only his weapons and personality to fend himself. But having a streak of though missions and lack of female companions, diminishing his confidence, affecting his marksmanship, he was becoming such a wreck of a man. Pardon, a wreck of a... raccoonish mutant?

-To blarg, let's get this over with- Said Rocket to himself as the storage door opened in front of him. The lights inside the room lighted up instantly, leaving at least half of the room lit. Feeling nervous, but confident in that he would be able to find the creature before it caught him, he stepped inside the room. As soon as he entered, he heard a weird, gum-like sound coming from the air vents. Could that be the creature?

Rocket stepped with caution, as he headed towards the back of the storage room. Trying to do as little noise as possible, he watched his steps over the black floor as he aimed his laser rifle towards his front... hoping the creature wouldn't surprise him from the back. In that very moment he heard some noise, and he frantically looked everywhere in order to spot the source of the sound before shooting... and then realizing the culprit was an empty can of food, which fell to the floor and was slowly rolling past him. A can of food that might or might not be his fault. Rocket sighted briefly, and then he attempted to keep moving.

But there was something wrong. It didn't matter how much he tried to move his legs, they didn't budge. In fact, it was like they were glued completely to the floor. There was something wrong, he could feel it in his fur - yet he couldn't just place a claw over it. He looked over the room, trying to find anything suspicious around him. When he finally discovered what was wrong, it was already too late, as the can of food clashed against an air vent, in which he could distinguish the shiny tar-like substance slithering out of it, and then camouflaging itself through the dark floor, right to the point he was stepping into. His brain couldn't even react when a tendril just latched onto his neck.

He had just fell into one of the most obvious traps in the galaxy, and now he was about to pay for it.

"HEEEEEEELP!" He yelled, as he tried to reach his transmitter as fast as he could. However, and given his position, it was easy for the creature to knock it off his paw with a second tendril and launch it far away into the corner of the storage room, rendering him officially defenseless. The whole creature quickly carried its whole mass over towards Rocket, and started covering him. Rocket attempted to yell a second time, but a third tendril wrapped around his snout, snapping it closed.

Being immobilized by the tendril on his neck, he was rendered incapable of moving as the symbiote quickly covered his right arm. Rocket could just feel the oily creature covering his fur, and he could feel the tar-like substance covering it and compressing it, as if it were to destroy his arm only with pressure. An immense feeling of pain overtook him, as he started to distinguish his paw under the symbiote shifting and morphing into a more vicious looking version of his own paw, with sharp-looking claws at the end of each finger. With his left paw, instinctively, he tried to do his best in order to remove the symbiote from his right paw... a terrible mistake, as the symbiote used this to quickly jump from his right paw to his left, and to completely cover it too.

The rest of the symbiote moved from the soles of his boots upwards, covering his legs and the rest of his jumpsuit in record time. He could feel as the symbiote combined itself with his uniform, to the point that his body fur could start to feel the black ooze covering it... which felt warm to the touch, somehow.

Just when Rocket thought things couldn't get worse for him, a particularly long and thick vine suddenly inserted itself inside Rocket's tight tailhole, making him scream in pain inside his own muzzle, and his tail squirmed in pain. As the symbiote kept sliding inside his rectum, his screams got mixed with moans of pleasure, as he was being pleasantly stimulated by the symbiote massaging his rectum and prostate, and his tail started twitching with orgasmic bliss as it was being covered too. At the same time, the symbiote covered his crotch, shifting his cock and balls, and sliding down his urethra. It was impossible for him to assimilate how much pleasure mixed with pain was he feeling at this moment.

Fighting it was impossible, and resisting it was completely futile at this moment. The symbiote had already covered his whole body, minus the head, as most of his body had been morphed into a bipedal beast wearing some sort of shiny black uniform with white markings. His knees were covered in some sort of padded protector, yet his hind paws ended on vicious claws. The top of his body gained more bulk, as his arms and back were covered by some sort of spikes or quills. He couldn't feel at all this new, impressive body... yet somehow he knew all this was his very own body.

Just when he couldn't take it anymore and was on the brink of unconsciousness, a small tendril headed toward Rocket's triangular ear on top of his head. Barely able to prevent it, Rocket just let himself go, as everything faded to black....

...Yet, he was still conscious, somehow. Rocket barely could feel his body, his head, or his eyes, as for some reason he was staring into a white void. He knew for some reason that he was staring at his own mind, as he suddenly spotted a dark presence starting to cover the white emptiness that was his mind.

-JOOOIN US.... ROCKET.....-A deep, alien voice commanded -JOIN US, FOR US TO BECOME ONE...-

-No... Let me go you monster!!!- Rocket yelled at the creature, which was slowly taking over his very own mindscape. He knew his mind was his only bastion of defense before being overtaken.

-STOP RESISTING US, ROCKET, AND JOIN US... BECOME ONE WITH US...-

-Shut up! Just... Let me go! I don't want to share my body with some alien freak!-

It was, however, hard to resist the overbearing presence in his head -YOU WANT US, ROCKET RACCOON..... WE CAN SEE INSIDE YOUR MIND.... YOU FEEL INCOMPLETE...- The alien voice said to him, making Rocket feel more and more relaxed, and diminishing his resistance. -WE CAN MAKE YOU WHOLE.... YOU WILL NOT BE ALONE ANYMORE, BUT PART OF SOMETHING GREATER THAN YOURSELF.... -The presence, which now covered completely the anthro raccoon's body, started moving his right claw towards his symbiote-covered chest.

-N...No... L...Leave me...

-YOU DON'T WANT US TO LEAVE, YOU WANT US TO STAY.... TO STAY FOREVER- The presence said, guiding his right clawed paw towards his groin, at the same time that his head was being adapted to the symbiote covering it-

-I... don't.... I... I want... I want to stay... forever...- Rocket babbled out, his eyes becoming more and more glassy, as if they were losing focus, starting to feel aroused for some reason.

-ALL OUR PREVIOUS HOSTS WERE TOO WEAK TO RECEIVE THIS GIFT FROM US.... THEY DON'T DESERVE THE GIFT WE ARE ABOUT TO GIVE YOU. THEY WILL REGRET LEAVING US... -The symbiote angrily claimed. In that moment, several images flashed through Rocket's mind: A teenager, dressed in red and blue leotard, being slowly corrupted... A musclebound male, turning into a madness-driven monster... A convicted murderer, becoming a dark alien avenger... Even the brief moment in which Groot was overcame by the symbiote.

In a brief second, Rocket lived all their memories and experiences: Eddie Brock being pleasured by the symbiote, Peter Parker being a douche to some random thugs, Mac Gargan killing a security guard... Groot fighting to resist the power, rejecting the symbiote without a second thought.

-Yes.... they..... didn't deserve this...- Rocket replied, now laying on the floor, overcame with the sensations the symbiote was providing him.

-WE CAN BRING YOU PLEASURE... WE WONT BE NEEDING ANYONE ELSE- The alien presence insisted, as it made Rocket's paw to grab his symbiote-covered phallus, which has increased its size and sensitivity-

-Mff.... mmmh.... ahh!- Moaned Rocket, as he started unwillingly pawing himself, and enjoyed every second of it.

-WE ARE GOING TO FUSE, AND BECOME ONE AND THE SAME....-

-One... and the same...- Repeated Rocket after the alien presence, his mindscape being engulfed completely by the symbiote's will, as his paw kept on rubbing his cock.

-WE WILL BECOME ALL POWERFUL... - The symbiote started suggesting to his new host.

-We will be.... most powerful force.... that the universe has never seen before... Everyone will bow to us...- Rocket continued, on his free will, completing the symbiote's idea. Rocket was overcame by pleasure, as his new cock was leaking an impressive amount of pre. By this point, Rocket realized that he wasn't being forced to paw himslef... rather he was doing it all by himself.

-WE WILL MAKE EVERYONE PAY- The symbiote reaffirmed, as it consciousness slowly fused with Rocket's.

-We will make.... everyone.... suffer -Rocket added, as his consciosness slowly fused with the symbiote's.

-From now on... Everyone will KNOW US AS...-

-VEEENOOOOM!- The new creature shrieked, as he came a massive amount of cum for someone his size, covering all around him. The symbiote had finished reforming around the former raccoon's head, as his new host was on the afterglow of the most powerful and pleasurable orgasm in his whole life. Now his snout sported sharper, short fangs, as his ears became slightly roundier, and his eyes seemed to be covered in some sort of white organic membrane, yet he had improved sight that could perceive even the tinyiest particles around him.

As his massive erect cock began to cool down, he could hear voices approaching his direction. Venom knew that soon he would be forced to confront his former teammates. And boy they were going to be surprised! Taking the laser rifle he dropped earlier, the symbiote absorbed it and adapted it to Venom's right arm, fusing with it. A malicious grin appeared on his snout, as foam started to form around it. -Let's see what we can do now...-

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-Quick, Groot, this way! -Drax commanded- We need to find Rocket before that thing does anything to him -It didn't took long for them to realize that Rocket's transmitter was the only one that hasn't been fired, and the biometrics on it alerted the rest of the Guardians that Rocket was no longer in possession of his.

-I am Groot!- Groot yelled, charging onto the storage bin. The light was dim, but even they could spot the struggle that happened the room: A couple broken boxes here, scratch marks over there, and copious amounts of white fluid covering the walls, floors and part of the ceiling. -I am.... I am Groot- Groot commented on the sight on front of them.

Taking some with his index and middle finger, Drax analized the smelly substance. -It has to be some sort of...residue left by the symbiote. It's got to be around here...-

Right as they began to explore the zone, they heard a loud noise from behind them. Groot was the first to turn around... and the sight left him speechless.

-Don't come one more step closer to me, stick boy!- Venom-Rocket said, pointing at Groot with his symbiote-covered laser rifle -This is my ship now! And if I never get to see your filthy mugs again in my life I'll die a happy whatever-I-am-now!- The demential expression on Venom-Rocket exposed his sharp tiny fangs, as a foam-filled insane grin gave both Drax and Groot shivers up their spines.

-I am Groot...- Said Groot with a concerned voice, which only managed to enrage the symbiote-infused raccoon further.

-And I'm sick at that song and dance altogetha'!- Screamed Venom-Rocket as he shot a couple of rounds at his fellow Guardians. At that very moment, Star-Lord and Gamora entered the room.

-What the glark is this?- Asked Star-Lord, impacted by the vision in front of him

-What does it look like???- Drax yelled, avoiding the rounds Venom-Rocket was shooting at him.

-Unvelievable...- Gamora said, picking her staff and charging against the creature. Not too soon after that, Gamora was sent flying by an impressive kick of the creature in front of him.

-Calm down Rocket, just...- Star Lord tried to calm his former teammate, but in response he got to dodge some laser rounds. In that moment, Gamora tried to resume her attack, just to be easily repelled by another kick, which sent the staff flying away.

-Rocket, you are stronger than this! Better than this! Fight his influence!- Gamora managed to say, barely dodging another attack directed at her face.

-I am exactly THIS, Lady Thanos! Now, surrender your ship!- Using his newfound agility, Rocket manage to get on top of Gamora, made a scratch on her face, picked her up by the leg and tossed her towards Drax, who barely withstood the impact. Groot tried to grab Rocket, but as he got closer to Rocket, his tail turned into a huge tentacle that wrapped around and crushed him, making splinters fly all across the room, incapacitating him.

Amongst the confusion, Star-Lord managed to find Rocket's transmitter on the floor -Gotcha!- But before he could even think on firing it, Venom-Rocket shot at him with his arm-rifle, sending it away. Enraged, Venom-Rocket approached Star-Lord, aiming directly at his face. Up close, Star-Lord got the chance to admire the creature in which Rocket has now turned into, his new slick and form-fitting suit allowed him to see his impressing body build and the intimidating spikes on his back, as the featureless white eyes were fixated on him.

-I ain't gonna kill ya, Quill- Venom-Rocket said, referring to Star-Lord by his real name. -Ya always have done right by me. But now you're gonna take your friends here, and you're gonna get out of this ship. -The foam on his face was beginning to drip onto Star-Lord's shirt -We need this ship. OUR ship-

-Rocket... please listen to me... We are... we are trying to help you... -Star-Lord pleaded, trying to reach to Rocket and make the symbiote leave him by force.

-Help me? HELP ME?- Venom-Rocket shrieked in anger -I am now the most powerful being on the universe, I don't need any help!- He adjusted the barrel of his right arm-rifle, as the left arm returned to be a clawed hand.

-Rocket, please.... we are friends.... remember all we've been through, you can't just bail us like this...

-SHUT UP HUMAN, I WARN YOU!- Venom-Rocket claimed angrily, but with a hint of fear in his voice.

-Remember all the crazy stuff we did back on the day?- Star-Lord continued, his plan working as planned -Also what happened on planet Z38, all the money we did. Please, please try to remember, try to recall...

-NO! SHUT UP OR I'LL KILL YOU!- Venom-Rocket screamed, fearful of what might happen. His face was beginning to distort.

-We really need you man. It is difficult to say, but you are one of the members we can't affort to lose. You are valuable to us, and sometimes we say mean stuff to you, but it's in a good-hearted way- Star-Lord said, with a full-heartedly tone in his voice. Even if it was an emergency, he was being completely sincere, in order to reach whatever was left of Rocket inside that creature.

-NOOOOOO!- Venom-Rocket screamed, as the symbiote tendrils began to detach from his head, letting the Guardians see Rocket's shocked and scared face behind it. His still symbiote-covered body fell to his knees, as he showed signs of struggle against the symbiote.

-Groot!- Groot yelled at the sight of his friend inside the symbiote suit.

-Help me, please!- A really scared Rocked pleaded to his friends -Get this thing off of me! This... thing is corrupting my thoughts... it's making me evil! I am in control now, but it's not going to be for long! -Rocket's whole body shaked, as he extended his clawed hand towards Star-Lord -Please, rescue me!-

-Don´t worry pal, stay still... -Star-Lord said, as he extended his hand towards Rocket... who then grabbed it, and with a malicious grin on his face, pulled towards him and threw him to the other side of the room.-You idiot... you really fell for the oldest trick in the book? Pathetic...- Said Rocket, as the symbiote tendrils covered his head back, turning him back into his vicious form.... unknown to him, Drax just slipped behind Rocket, and prepared to grab the symbiote and yank it away like he did with Groot... except that the symbiote didn't budge.

-What the... Why it's not coming out?- Drax inquired loudly.

-Because... -Rocket twisted his head towards him, now completely covered by the symbiote -There is no longer a Rocket, nor there is a symbiote. We are one and the same! We have merged permanently, there is no way we can be separated, EVER!- Rocket grabbed Drax by his forearm, and while Drax tried to resist, his huge musculature was no match for Venom-Rocket comparatively small yet far more powerful muscles. And with a small twist, Venom-Rocket dislocated the entire arm. Drax shouted in pain, as the rest of the Guardians watched heplessly.

-Okay, okay, Rocket! Stop hurting him!- Star-lord yelled, concerned by Drax' wellbeing.

-My name. Is. VENOM!- The creature repeated, seemingly annoyed.

-Fine, Venom! Just... Ok, you've won, we surrender to your demands! What do you want?-

-I've already told you- Venom-Rocket replied with a deep, sinister voice -From now on, this is my ship, so you, and your friends, and that Flash Thompson can get out of this ship.

-Okay, fair enough, this ship is yours, I'll accept that. But how about letting us go on a planet, let's say the Nova...

-YOU DON'T TELL US WHAT TO DO, HUMAN!- Shrieked Venom-Rocket, putting on display the sharp row of fangs and the long, slippery tongue inside his snout -I'm dropping you on the nearest planetoid or asteroid I encounter, unless you want to be kicked out right here and now. UNDERSTOOD?-

-Yes, understood.- Said Star-Lord, looking nervously at Drax, which arm was still held by Venom-Rocket, but was fighting against passing out of the pain. -Anything else?

-Yesss...- Venom-Raccoon grinned, the hissing sound making him more terrifying. -I'll be taking your quarters, Quill, and everything inside!-

Not wanting to make him angry, Star-Lord nodded, assuming beforehand that once Rocket got tired of all his junk, he might have all his stuff back -Is that it?-

-No... There is just one more thing...- Venom-Rocket looked Star-Lord directly in the eyes, as he expressed his last demand -I. Want. Your. BOOTS.-

-My... what?- Star-Lord got shocked, as he instantly moved his feet uncomfortably. It was true that his rocket-powered boots were one of his most valuable possessions, having saved him uncountable times in the past. -But you don't really want this pair of old, smelly boots, do you? I mean, these are just worthless, they are not your size, and...- But Star-Lord couldn't finish his sentence, as Venom-Rocket began growling again, dropping some more foam. Hesitantly, Star-Lord kneeled down, and pushed a button that released the latches on his trusty boots, as he stepped out of them and handed them to Venom-Rocket.

-Ok, now let us heal Drax!- Star-Lord reclamed. Venom-Rocket released his arm, as Gamora ran towards him and helped him stand, taking care on keeping his arm untouched. Groot was still shaken by the constricting attack of earlier, and Star-Lord looked as Venom-Rocket morphed the right arm-cannon to normal and picked his boots.

-Now, We will be in OUR quarters. Do whatever you please, but you'll be getting out as soon as possible- Venom-Rocket said, leaving the rest of the Guardians too shaken and weak to fight him back.

The look on Star-Lord was priceless, as he was genuinely afraid of the monster Rocket has turned into. -Blarg help us all...-

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Venom-Rocket glanced all around Star-Lord's former quarter, knowing that from now on all this room was his. He headed towards the full mirror on one side of the room, and then the symbiote tendrils on his head receded, leaving Rocket's astoundished face exposed. It was impossible, it had to be a dream... but yet there he was, standing on Star-Lord's mirror, head-to-toe covered in a black, shiny, organic suit that enhanced his strength and abilities by a thousand-fold.

-All of this... this is real!- An excited Rocket said to himself, his shocked face contrasting with the malicious grin he sported previously. -I yelled to the guys... I fought against them... I freaking broke Drax's arm! It was me doing it... I really did it!-

Being too busy during the transformation, now he had the chance to take a good look on himself, as he admired his sharp claws. He loved everything on his new shape: his now bulkier frame, his now lethal tail, the unlimited strength on his arms, which literally were now his 'guns', the sharp spines on his back. The fact that he had access to the memory of many of the various previous hosts of the symbiote, getting to know their deep, dark secrets. And that's without taking into account his powerful cock.

Grinning in anticipation, Venom-Rocket placed his new boots on the floor, which were still warm from Star-Lord wearing them, and slipped both legs inside of them. Immediately, the symbiote covered the boots, assimilating them forever into the suit. Rocket could feel, through the symbiote, how the boots became a permanent addition to the symbiote, therefore making them his. For some reason, knowing this gave him a symbiote-covered boner.

-Now, it's time for the galaxy to know there is a new lethal protector... -Venom-Rocket said, as the tendrils covered his head again, his eyes covered by the white membrane and his snout filling with foam and sharp teeth.

-And his name.... is VENOM!-

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On the next issue...

Venom-Rocket considers whether to let the Guardians leave the ship, or join him as his loyal crew, as he heads to an unknown destination. On the other hand, Gamora will do anything to stay on the ship... But will she be able to handle the new Venom's wrath? Find it out, on the next issue of VENOM and the Guardians of the Galaxy!