Gwen knew she was screwed when she heard the cloth of her costume tearing, and her petite body beginning to become less so as it brushed against the sides of the vent hole. Within seconds she'd expanded to her full size, or at least as close to it as she'd been in a while, and she could feel the Symbiote simmering with frustration and embarrassment beneath the surface.
Or was that just what she felt, and she was feeling it so thoroughly that her little symbiotic friend was feasting on it?
When she and the Symbiote bonded, the chubby hero realized one of the biggest benefits instantly: Her body had become far more malleable under its guiding touch, and with that she found that her symbiotic spider-costume fit her like it hadn't in years --- gone were her love handles and back was her dancer's body from her teenaged years! It was great! Not to mention, she could eat as much as she wanted and the symbiote would just keep on compressing.
Of course, it couldn't FULLY hide her fat when she was thin --- her face had becoming disproportionately chunky as of lately, to the point that her 'normal' weight had been adjusted up to the 300s. But it meant that besides being heavy, she could be far more effective as Ghost-Spider!
The Symbiote could only do so much though, and with the combined effort of compressing her body and providing her clothing, something had to give... and that something was her waistline.
Gwen stifled a small burp as she stared down at the group of weapons dealers below --- she hated to say it, but the Kingpin's smuggling operation would probably live to fight another day, since her new opponent to beat was a little something called stuckage.
Michael Chace
2025-01-31 19:12:10 +0000 UTC