"Give me your..." What Mephisto was about to say was cut off, as a blast from above annihilated him, sending his soul back to Hell.

 

"Sorry!  Sorry," said a voice from above.  Spider-Man and Mary-Jane looked up.  Spider-Man meeped, as he recognized the absolutely lovely cosmic entity coming to see them.  

 

"Um...  Peter?" Mary-Jane asked.  "Why is there a blonde goddess coming to see us?"

 

"She's Mistress Love, one of the cosmic pantheon.  She's powerful enough to think gods are just cute little things that think they're immortal," he said softly, Mary-Jane paling as she realized what she was dealing with.

 

Mistress Love, a beautiful, buxom woman with long blonde hair and a pink gown that left almost nothing to the imagination, just smiled.  "I don't deny it," she said.  "But anyway, as to why I'm here - I can't let you do this." 

 

Spider-Man and Mary-Jane traded sad smiles.  "Well, we were just about to sell our souls to the devil," Spider-Man said.

 

"He was going to ask for your marriage," Mistress Love said, startling them both.  "He wanted you to sacrifice your happiness, your future children...  He would have retconned it all away, and then erase both your and his memories of the deal and make it seem as if one of you asked for the memory erasure.  A stupid, foolish act that would have cost you your souls anyway, meaning he'd get you both miserable without knowing why." 

 

Spider-Man facepalmed as Mary-Jane grimaced.  "I'm sorry...  I'm just... my Aunt, she..." 

 

Mistress Love folded her arms, frowning.  "Have you ever considered that you should just let her go?  She's old, she's lived her life...  Honestly, the fact that so many experts in their fields are stymied should be a sign." she said.

 

Spider-Man was in tears.  "I... I have to try.  I can't just give up.  I know it was just an actor the first time, but it still hurt..."  He looked Mistress Love in the eye.  "I can't let her go without trying EVERYTHING.  I can't let someone die, especially not someone close to me."

 

Mary-Jane hugged him.  Mistress Love smiled. "And that is why you are one of the greatest heroes in the universe.  You love life so much..."  The cosmic entity sighed.  "And that love of life deserves to be rewarded."

 

Spider-Man and Mary-Jane looked up, hopeful.

 

Mistress Love smiled.  "I've talked to both Master Order and Lord Chaos, as well as Lady Death.  They've agreed to spare Aunt May, in defiance of what would have been her destiny.  I'll even make her younger as well.  Not too young, just enough that she can be more active," she said.

 

Spider-Man let out a laugh of relief.  "T-Thank you!  Mistress Love, thank you so much!" 

 

Mary-Jane frowned, though.  "I'm grateful... but I'm guessing there's a cost."  

 

Mistress Love nodded.  "The three I talked to insisted on it," she said.

 

Spider-Man and Mary-Jane looked at each other nervously.  "Go on," Spider-Man said.

 

Mistress Love's eyes glowed.  "The world is full of too much hate.  My counterpart, Sire Hate, has too much power.  I require someone to help spread love.  I need two beings to seduce villains to the side of love."

 

Spider-Man and Mary-Jane looked startled.  "By 'seduce,' you mean..." Mary-Jane asked.

 

"You two are going to become the most sexually attractive people in the universe, the most sexually TALENTED people in the universe, and the most sexually ACTIVE people in the universe," Mistress Love said.  "In exchange for May Parker living for one more day, I will empower Mary-Jane with your abilities, Spider-Man.  I will also give you the ability to seduce, even mesermize anyone with your bodies.  Take many lovers, but stay devoted to each other.  Spread the love like you spread webbing."  

 

Both of them blushed.  

 

"Honestly, tiger, it could be worse..." Mary-Jane said.  

 

Spider-Man nodded.  "I'll go with it if you will, MJ..." he said.

 

Mary-Jane nodded.  "May deserves a fresh chance at life," she said.  

 

Spider-Man nodded.  "Mistress Love... We accept."  

 

Mistress Love grinned, her hands glowing.  "Peter Parker.  Mary-Jane Parker.  I thank you... And now, you shall become my HERALDS..." 

 

Both Spider-Man and Mary-Jane felt power infusing them.  The light became blinding... and then it stopped, Mistress Love vanishing.

 

Spider-Man and Mary-Jane looked at each other, and gasped.  

 

Both had become impossibly beautiful.  Spider-Man's already fit body was more buff now while still retaining a flexible look.  Plus, the bulge in his pants was more prominent, indicating an increased endowment.  Mary-Jane had longer hair, down to her waist, and now had a more fit body.  Her breasts were larger as well.  

 

"How do you feel?" Spider-Man asked.

 

Mary-Jane looked at her hands.  "Fantastic..." she said, grinning.  She picked up a loose metal pipe and crushed it in her hands with her new super-strength.  

 

Spider-Man's phone rang.  He picked it up quickly.  "Yes?  Doctor, how's...  A full recovery?!  Better than ever!? Oh god...  thank you!  Thank you so much!" 

 

Husband and wife hugged each other enthusiastically.  May was going to be all right!  And all they had to do in return was...

 

Both blushed as they remembered their deal with Mistress Love.

 

All they had to do was go fuck everyone so much that they became nice.