Her name was Emily. She was nerdy girl with classes, and wore braces as well. She had slightly shoulder length, messy, brown hair, and brown eyes. She was of normal body type. Unfortunately, much to her chagrin, she had below average to nonexistent curves, not much of an ass, but at least B Cup sized breasts. They weren't perky, but she would take them. She was often a quiet girl and kept to herself. She wasn't always the most self-confident, so she often became a target of those clicky , popular, cheerleader types. 

As he arrived, they just finished smacking the books out of her hands. They called her ugly and a nerd one last time before walking away just as the bell began to ring. Mark felt bad. He wasn't very popular himself, but never suffered the abuse that Emily seemed to receive. He wasn't exactly friends with her, but they were good acquaintances. He knew Emily to be a nice girl. They were lab partners sometimes in science class and would often talk about comics and other Sci-fi when the teacher paired them. 

Mark went over and began to help Emily with her books. She was adjusting her glasses and was surprised when she noticed Mark helping her. "Those girls are bunch of real jerks," said Mark while grabbing the rest of the fallen papers and books. "Jerks, more like a bunch of bitches." said Emily with a slight growl. "Look I get it. I might not be best looking, or and into all that hair and makeup crap, but I hate how they always target me." said Emily dejectedly. They got up and started walking to their first class. "If I had some of the strength and beauty of the heros in my comics, they'd be sorry. No one would mess with me then!" exclaimed Emily while pumping her fist in a punching motion, "but those are only comics and in real life I'm just regular ol' Emily. Well thanks for the help Mark, I appreciate it." "Don't mention it," said Mark with a smile. They then both walked in the classroom door as class began to start.

Caught up in everything that happened this morning, Mark almost completely forgot about the glass container that held the symbiote he had in his bag. He reached in his bag to grab to grab a pen when his hand brushed up against the container. 'The symbiote!' thought Mark. He still needed to find someone to test it out with. It was then that his conversation with Emily this morning gave him an idea. 'I need a female to test it with, and Emily wants power and beauty. This could be perfect!' Thought Mark. He started to think what Emily would look like in a skin tight symbiote. He face began to flush as his mind whirled in perverse thought. He was infatuated by some of the popular girls that he never thought of Emily as more than acquaintance, but now he couldn't stop what it could be. He then began to formulate his plan.

The class bell rang and everyone began to make there way to the hallway. As Emily was walking out the door, Mark pulled her aside to talk to her quickly. "Hey Emily," said Mark face still slightly flustered, "Could you meet up with me after school? I want to talk to you about something,." She saw the flushed look on his face when he asked her. 'Is he asking me out?' thought Emily. 'I didn't think Mark liked me like that.' Thinking it was a date she began to blush a little as well. "Uh, sure." she said. "Where should we meet?" Emily asked. "Awesome!" Mark exclaimed. "Come by house after school, we have a lab out back. I can show something I've been working on and we can talk more there." Mark wrote down his address and could barely contain his excitement! They both went to their separate classes.

It was the end of the school day and Mark rushed home. He cleaned up the lab, and took the glass container that held the purple symbiote in the bag. He held t up the light and said with glee, "Just you wait buddy, we will have a host for soon!" As he said that, Mark heard a knock at the door. He looked at the monitor and saw Emily at the door of the lab. He put the container back in his bag and pressed a button for the door that allowed her in.

Emily entered and saw Mark sitting at a small desk he had set up in his lab. "So what did you want to talk about?" asked Emily, albeit slightly nervous. She was alone with Mark, and had never been with a really hung out with any guy like this before. Mark began with a question. "Emily, if you could have the power and beauty, the same as what read in our comic books, would take it?" Emily had a slight look of confusion. This was not exactly what she was expecting. Going with it, she answers with, "Sure, but like I said earlier Mark, that stuff is only in comics." Mark then started, "Well what if it wasn't mere comic and fantasy? I'm sure you've heard of a symbiote?" "Of course I have!" said Emily with a bit of pride. "They are creatures that bond to another, increasing there power and granting them amazing abilities! I've seen all of them in various stories and have read about them on the internet." She was geeking out a little. "What does any of that..." Emily trailed off as everything started clicking in her head. Mark noticed that she was getting the idea. He reached into his bag and pulled out the glass container that contained the purple symbiote.  "I have found and modified this symbiote here." Gesturing to the gooey purple creature. "It will only bond to females, but it will grant the host incredible power and beauty beyond compare! I saw how those girls treated you, and it angered me! You don't deserve that!" said Mark. "I want you to take this symbiote Emily. I want you bond with it and to use its power however you see fit." 

Emily was silent. Slightly shocked. This was the last thing she expected at the start of her day. A symbiote?! It seemed like a dream. She always saw stories, heard rumors, read some rather interesting fanfiction on the internet about them, but never thought of them to be real, or to have the chance to bond with one. She could be the hero she dreamed of, have the beauty that she envied, and possibly the payback against those her have wronged her. She thought about and responded to a rather eager looking Mark. "I will...