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Elsewhere, someone in Peter's supporting cast remember the world as it used to be, and starts to investigate...

by Master_Kind
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Gwen Stacey awoke to the sound of a ringing bell . . . but it wasn't her alarm clock.

"Ugh . . . what happened?" she groaned as her eyes fluttered open.

"You feel asleep in class again silly!" came a chirpy, airheaded voice. "C'mon, we'll be late to gym!"

Gwen shook the sluggish feeling out of her head. Something wasn't right. Sitting up, she felt a tremendous weight on her chest. Blinking, she looked down and gasped.

"What the hell?!?"

Her tits were enormous! Each one jutted out like twin basketballs with a deep canyon of cleavage. To make matters worse, instead of her pink and white Spider-Girl uniform or the green minidresses she preferred, all she had on was a purple pleated skirt, purple high-heeled sandals and a purple tube top with white stripes that barely covered her massive new tits.

She just barely resisted the urge to jump out of her seat onto the ceiling. Instead she knocked over her desk as she stood up in a panic. If it hadn't been for her super reflexes, she may have fallen over as her newly enlarged chest jiggled madly. A pair of long, blonde handlebar pigtails danced in front of her vision and she realized her hair was longer as well.

"Um, Gwen, are you, like, okay?" giggled the brunette next to her. "You're acting totally weird."

The girl had a catholic school girl uniform on and a bob cut. A silver necklace between her also impressive tits read "BETSY".

"Miss Stacey! I appreciate drama more than anyone but I would ask you to please not make a mess of this classroom." said a sexy blonde in a skintight purple catsuit and green gloves.  The chalkboard behind the older woman had "Miss Terio, Theater" written on it.

"I don't - who- what is all this?" the Gwen Stacey from another reality babbled in shock. Having met other versions of herself during a previous battle was one thing but this was something else entirely.

"Hmm. She really does seem not herself." the catsuited woman murmured. "Betsy, be a dear and take your friend to see the school nurse. I'm sure Jacqueline will have her fixed up in no time."

" 'kay!" giggled Betsy as she slid an arm around Gwen's waist. "We'll getcha feeling better in no time!"


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