Black Cat frowned at the sight of "Jackpot" lazing about in her and Peter's loft, surrounded by the fruits of her success. Felicia wanted MJ out of the way, not in a better situation than before.
"It's time to add a little temptation to your life," she sneered at her number one competitor. She made an entry and went back to her work, editing the lives of others all around her.
Mary-J took a sip of her drink and heard the door open. "Peter?"
"Nope, it's just me, Miss J," a deep bass voice replied. "Just gotta check the security system." A tall, muscled figure strode into the apartment, wearing a tight black shirt and jeans. His arms were like pythons and his skin was a deep chocolate brown,
with a shaved head and a short goatee.
"Oh, hi Luke," Mary-J said. It had been Peter's idea to hire a security guard, and who better than the nigh-invulnerable Power Man himself, Luke Cage?
Mary-J watched him go about his work with mounting curiosity. She'd always known how attractive Cage was, but never more than now. She speculated just how much stamina he had in the bedroom, and what his... dimensions were. The high from the alcohol and
weed was making her feel bold.
"Hey Luke, why don'tcha take a break?" she said, patting the cushion beside her. "Dat security shit can wait."
"Well... okay," Luke said. "I can spare fifteen minutes." He went and sat down next to the club diva, settling on the couch. Mary-J bit her lip, her heart thudding as her eyes raked across Cage's body. He was even more handsome than she realized.
Her lips closed around the fat blunt and she took a long pull at it, sensuously sucking the smoke into her lungs. She held it in, letting it work its magic, then released a plume from her mouth. She saw his eyes on her and smiled, offering the thick weed-filled
"You wanna hit?"
Tigra purred as Janet stroked her ears. She meowed and pushed Janet down onto her back with ease. The cat-woman might have been fat, but she was still strong. Her purring became louder as she leaned down and began to lick Janet's neck.
"Ahh! Oh Tigra, what are you doing?" Jan gasped. Tigra didn't respond (mainly because her voicebox could no longer properly vocalize human speech). The former heroine's rough tongue was both tickling and abrasive. Her six fat teats rolled against Jan's
body as she held her down with her thick, blubbery bulk. Tigra licked Jan's jaw and her cheek, and moved to her lips. Jan kissed back, moaning as the plump catgirl's tongue probed her mouth. It hurt a little, but she didn't want to deny Tigra anything. Even
without her claws, Tigra was a force to be reckoned with when she wanted something.
Tigra pulled back, looking down at her gasping packmate and licking her chops. Jan looked up at Tigra and saw the lust in the feline's bright green eyes. Jan was afraid, but in that fear was a seed of arousal...
The more and more Felicia typed, the more reality seemed to press in on her. Paranoia seemed to creep into her mind as she recalled Spider-Man's enemies. Everyone from regular people like Flash Thompson and J. Jonah Jameson to Mafia hitmen like Tombstone
and Hammerhead, a vampire named Morbius, corporate CEO Norman Osborne and the alien slime Venom.
"I-I have to protect Parker," she muttered. "So I'll protect the CITY!"
She began to make entries. She'd need power -- not just physical power, either. She would take The Kingpin's criminal empire. With his connections, she'd be able to better protect and control everything. But she also needed some legitimate influence, so
she folded in Norman Osborne's corporate connections. She added a rider to it that she'd have Otto Octavius working for her, as well as the spy they called the Chameleon. She almost forgot to amplify her own physical abilities, so she added the power of Kraven
the Hunter to herself.
Felicia hit the 'execute' command and a window popped up.
WARNING: EXCESS REVISIONS MAY RESULT IN IRREVERSIBLE PSYCHOLOGICAL AND PHYSIOLOGICAL CHANGES. DO YOU WANT TO CONTINUE? YES/NO
"Yes, damn it!" she practically shouted at the screen. She clicked the button and the computer began to do its work...