"A Halloween party?" Peter dropped the card on the table and opened the box curiously. He pulled out the contents. "Are costume makers cashing in on my suits again?" Peter looked at the cheap black bodysuit, It had padded foam muscles and a white spider on the chest. Then Peter saw the mask and tossed it across the room. "It's not modeled after my black suit but Venom. Did he send this, if he did he wouldn't have set off my spider-sense? Peter grabbed his phone and called Mary Jane.

 

"Hey, MJ,  I need you to find a hotel or stay with a friend for a while."

 

"No, it's probably nothing but a bad joke." Peter lied. "But I need to check it out anyway and it'd help if I knew you were safe."

 

"Thanks, I love you too." Peter hung up.

 

 He picked the invitation back up and spotted the address written in red ink. It seemed familiar to him but his mind couldn't place it. He went to suit up and found his costume torn up from the night before. "Right," Peter said rubbing his head. He went to find a spare but they were all in various forms of disrepair. "I could have sworn I just had these all fixed," Peter swore unaware of the hex that was altering his perception. Peter turned to where he had tossed the venom costume and sighed. "This is just my luck." Peter slipped into the costume and was surprised, despite how it looked it was comfortable and it fit him properly. Peter zipped up the hood, attached his web shooters to the outside of the sleeves and swung out into the city.As Peter swung toward the address, he could hear siren below.

 

He dropped to a rooftop and saw the police surrounding a building taking cover behind their cars. "Great, just what I need!" Peter spat. He shot a web toward the building and swung in. He smashed in through the front window kicking a criminal at the end of his swing. The man flew backward and crashed into the wall before slumping over with several broken bones. The rest of the goons turned to fire at him and his spider-sense went crazy. He dodged moments before a concussive blast demolished the wall he was just standing in front of. "Where'd they get guns like that?" Spiderman said to himself as he flipped around the room one step ahead of the torrent of destruction. As he dodged waiting for an opening the back door smashed open and the Scarlet Witch stormed in.  Her hands glowed red and the guns exploded in the men's grip. Spiderman reacted instantly and webbed them to the walls.

 

"Thanks for the assist," Peter said turning toward Wanda.

 

"I just happened to be in the area," Wanda said. She shifted uncomfortably and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

 

Peter turned red, noticing now that Wanda's costume was much more revealing than normal.  He couldn't help but stare at her. She was always beautiful but now he couldn't stop admiring her body. "Oh, what uh happened to your costume?" Peter said finally turning his head.

 

Wanda cringed, "I'm going to guess the same thing that happened to yours." She made her point by poking the obviously fake muscles on his suit.

 

"So you got the same invitation then?" Peter asked.

 

"Yeah, I was heading there when I saw you swing in." Wanda lied.

 

Peter was going to say something, ask her to team up but the words never came out, his spider-sense went off. He saw the man he kicked down first leaning against the wall firing his gun. Peter swung in but he wasn't the target. Wanda screeched and was thrown through the wall. Peter's blood started to boil, he landed hard against the criminal and quickly put him back on the ground, but he didn't stop. He could barely see through his, rage, he could only hear Wanda's cry over and over as he smashed the man's head against the floor.

 

Peter ran to Wanda's side. "Wanda" Peter said softly as he knelt down next to her.

 

"I'm fine Peter." Wanda said weakly.  She tried to stand but collapsed.

 

"Here I got you." Peter lifted her into his arms. "I thought I lost you back there."

 

"Did you get him?" Wanda asked putting her arms around him.

 

"He's dead." Peter said plainly without any hesitation or guilt in his voice. "He deserved it."

 

"I'm not judging you Peter, you know as well as I do that I don't have that right."

 

"Stop. You've paid for what happened, you don't have to keep beating yourself up over it."

 

"You're really sweet Peter." Wanda kissed him on the cheek through the mask.

 

Peter felt his heart pounding as he looked down at her loving eyes. He wanted nothing more than to kiss her back. He couldn't think about MJ and didn't even feel the costume start to attach itself to his skin."It's the truth. Now let's get you to a hospital."

 

"No it's alright, I just need to lay down for a while."

 

"Okay my apartment is nearby I'll take you there."

 

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Emma Frost walked out of her bathroom, a towel wrapped around her otherwise naked body. She pulled open her closet and saw an odd costume hanging front and center. "What is this?" Emma said as she glanced at the gray body suit. She smirked and scoffed in her typical stuck-up manner, but she couldn't take her eyes off the tacky piece of clothing. She laid it out on the bed and ran her hand across it. It felt like spandex. It zipped open down the middle and covered both hands and feet. The only distinguishing mark on the entire costume was a horn that came out of the top of the hood like a rhino's. She wanted to toss it but something was compelling her to continue.

 

Morbid curiosity, that's what she told herself as she dropped her towel and unzipped the grey bodysuit. She slipped her legs inside the snug fitting costume and slowly zipped it closed. She stretched the hood over her head positioning the horn just right on her forehead and forced her hair through a hole in the back in a ponytail. She looked in the mirror and gazed upon the fashion nightmare looking back at her."I'd never be caught dead wearing this..." Emma said despite running her hand down her body enjoying the feeling of the spandex against her naked skin. She was used to revealing outfits but her clothes were still classy, she thought, but this abomination was even tighter than it looked and hugged every curve of her body, even giving her a pronounced camel toe, and showing off her erect nipples. She reached for the zipper to take it off the stopped. She wasn't sure why she loved it so much but she did but she also knew she'd be ridiculed for it. "Why should I care what people think about it. Like any of these philistines, have any room to judge me on clothing." Emma said defensively to herself her face red with anger preemptively.  She started to pace with a stomp as the more she thought about it the angrier she got. "The gym." Emma said as the alien thought appeared in her head. "Pumping some iron will let out this anger.

 

Emma found the gym empty and sat at the bench press. She tended to avoid too much strength building to preserve her feminine body but found herself thinking like a bodybuilder.  She added weight after weight and benched several times her own body weight. Emma swapped exercises and growled away her sudden aggressive mood. Emma dropped the weight and it cracked the concrete where it landed."God this feels so good." Emma moaned as she flexed in front of a mirror. Her body had changed in just the short workout. Her muscles were larger, firmer and more defined through the bodysuit, she was built like an amazon. "An Amazing body" The thought appeared in her head as her hands ran up her chiseled abs. "And these tits". They were larger she was sure of it, and her ass as well.  Her hands grabbed her beasts and grouped them. Emma moaned enjoying the odd changes to much notice the new thoughts in her head or how the suit was now even tighter than before, to tight to grab between her skin and the costume. Emma walked to the showers when she heard the door open. She peeked around the corner and saw Kitty Pride walk into the gym and start on the treadmill.

 

'Such pretty girls at this school.' The thought entered her mind.

 

"Yes" Emma said softly in agreement licking her lips with a new found lust. She watched Kitty's ass bounce with each step. She shifted uncomfortably as the suit grew tighter in the crotch. She looked down and saw a bulge against her leg and touched it. Her new appendage throbbed at the touch and Emma shivered with anticipation.

 

"Let's go show her our new horn." The thought suggested. Emma grinned and strutted out to approach Kitty.