Joe watched as Moonstone and Spider-Woman tongue-wrestled, even as they mashed their big tits together and caressed each other's shapely nude bodies. It was quite possibly the hottest thing he'd ever seen.
But there was something bothering him. He realized that if he tried to ignore it, it would distract him, and lessen his enjoyment of this awesome and no doubt very expensive birthday present. And that was unacceptable. So, he bit the bullet and cut to the change.
"Uh, Spider-Woman? Not that I'm complaining but...what are you doing here? I mean, you're not an alien or from a another dimension or anything like that."
To his relief, neither woman seemed offended by the question. In fact, Spider-Woman gave a throaty chuckle as she separated from Moonstone.
"Not only handsome, but observant. I love that in a man."
She sat next to him on the bed, kissed him hard, then whispered in his ear.
"It's true, Spider-Woman doesn't belong in this club. But I'm not really Spider-Woman."
She laughed again at his baffled expression, as did Moonstone, who sat on his other side, and wrapped her arms around him as well.
"My name is Veranke," the brunette said. "I'm a Skrull, a shapeshifter. More specifically, a Warskrull, able to copy superpowers and memories as well as appearance."
She kissed him again, and caressed his chest. "Before we realized how much fun you humans are, we planned to conquer you through infiltration. I was supposed to replace Spider-Woman. But if you'd like me to take another shape, I'm quite happy to."
Joe thought for a moment, and then decided he wanted her to...
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