Thundra smiled darkly at Peter Parker, his head pinned between her mountainous tits as she squeezed and moulded his skinny body like clay. "How does it feel little Spider-Man? Getting squished between my bazookas like a bug, when I'm done with you your gonna
be screaming my name!"
"Oooh whats that Spidey? Can't breath? Is she too much woman for you?" Laughed Big Blue as she grabbed his ass possessively, a sharp "mmmhp!" Came from between Thundras cleavage as they all enjoyed toying with the Web-Slinger. "If she's too much for you
let ol' Big Blue give you a squeeze, femizons don't appreciate male meat like I do."
The others laughed as Spider-Man muffled out a response between Thundra's cleavage, Thundra's being the loudest as she laughed uncontrollably. Unseen under her tits Petey was tickling her sides in desperation, the red haired giantess laughing with tears
in her eyes, she finally let him go to keep her sides from splitting. "YOINK!" Stealing his mask back from Mastermind Spider-Man sprayed webbing at all five giantesses to make an escape.
"It was real fun playing with you Thundra, as much as I like red-heads I'm already married."
Pulling the sticky fibers off of her face and spitting out stray strands from her pert lips Thundra looked around and lost him. "Grrrrrr... When I find that little bastard I'm going to break him in half, his DICK first, then the rest of him!"
"Fuck that! This was a waste of time from the start, I say we go looking for Blob again, I'd hate to think what skinny little bitch has him in her claws right now."
Nodding and grumbling at Big Blue's declaration the five Muscle amazons flew off to keep searching for their lost toy.
Swinging as fast and as far away from his quary as he could, Spider-Man went to the only ones he could think of to keep him safe. Clinging to the window of the Baxtor building he opened the latch and stepped inside.
"Hey guys, don't mind me just came back from being rough handled by a bunch of supped up amazon women out for my blood and... Other fluids, ah damn they tore up my pants, you telling me I've been swinging away with a half moon showing?!" Looking up from
his rambling the first image he saw paralysed him.
There sitting on the couch in surprise was a tall, buff Susan Storm wearing nothing but a bath robe that barely fit, her breasts full and showing over the untied robe with a hot blush on her face, while Reed was shoved face first down between her legs by
her delicate fingers, oblivious to Spider-Man's presence or rambling.
"Oh... Hey... Peter..."
Only one thought rang through Spider-Man's head just as his eyes slammed shut from the images burned into his retinaes.
"LADYSMITH BLACK MAMBAZO! I"M BLIND!!!!!!!!!!"