Gwen wasn’t sure what had drawn her to the busy club. She knew logically she should hide, or find someone to help her but the crowds drew her. Maybe it was some last ditch attempt to surround herself in people to try and retain her diminishing humanity. The spider had been swiftly deposited in her locked closet at home and now she found herself writhing sexily on the heaving dance floor surrounded by dancing men and women. Still a few years away from being 21, she’d never have made it past the bouncer if she’d tried this the night before but her new body had allowed her to step confidently to the front of the queue. The bouncer had taken one look at her and lifted the rope to let her in.
As she danced Gwen felt strangely emotionless. She knew she should be enjoying herself but looking around Gwen didn’t see fellow revellers, instead she found herself assessing the crowd for something while mercilessly batting away the attention of a queue of male suitors. She wasn’t sure she knew what she was looking for until the crowd parted slightly and she saw her.
Tight jeans and a small strappy top did nothing to hide the perfect figure the girl possessed. Her hair was bright red and flowed down to the small of her back. Gwen watched her dance, transfixed. What was it about this girl? What was with Gwen? She’d never looked at girls like this before and now she couldn’t take her eyes of the sway of this girl’s butt.
Gwen grabbed the throat of the boy who had decided not to take no for an answer and threw him to the floor. He squealed in pain and grabbed at his throat, feeling blood well up from the scratch marks she’d made.Gwen stepped over him, towards the girl who span, arms outstretched waggling in rhythm to the music, and stopped facing Gwen.
Gwen took a step back, she knew this girl. It was Mary Jane Watson. Gwen shared a number of classes with her. She’d always been jealous of MJ’s looks and body. Not knowing how to react Gwen just stammered, “Er,Hi MJ.”
“Sorry, do I know you? Look whatever, you seen a geeky guy with glasses. He was supposed to be bringing me my homework.”
Gwen was stunned. How could MJ not recognise her? Then she realised, she’d changed enough that MJ, always somewhat self-centred had no idea who she was. She frowned.
“Well, if you meet a geek named Parker let him know I’m looking for him, yeah?”
“Er, sure,” said Gwen, anger swelling within her. She raised her wrist, preparing to spray MJ with a dose of her aphrodisiac. Then she’d see how much attention she’d pay! Just as she flicked her wrist in MJ’s direction a weedy kid stumbled past. She recognised him immediately. Peter Parker. He was another kid from her school, hell, he’d been on the field trip when she’d been bitten. The spray shot from her wrist, hitting both of them onthe back and dissolving into their clothing.
“There you are,” said MJ, noticing Parker.
“Sorry MJ, I’ve got your homework,” panted Peter.
MJ paused for a second, looking down at the kid. She was clearly miles out of his league and he didn’t stand a chance but he didn’t look like he cared. Gwen had seen him following her around the school sometimes.Imagine, a weedy kid like that with MJ! The only way he could possibly get her was if he had superpowers!
Or, it seemed, if someone sprayed them both with aphrodisiac, thought Gwen suddenly, as MJ grabbed him and pulled him in for a kiss.
“Come with me Tiger,” she yelled at him over the sound of the music, “You just hit the jackpot.”
As she pulled him away Gwen noticed the giant bulge in his pants. Gwen was about to go after them and claim MJ for herself when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
“Hey, goth-bitch,” said a voice from behind her.
She span to find the boy she’d floored standing with two friends, cracking their knuckles.
“This the one Eddie?” said one.
“Yup, this is her.”
Gwen sighed. MJ would have to wait she thought as she leapt at the larger friend, fangs bared.
A couple of minutes later the boys were lying in a heap on the floor and Gwen was making her way through the crowd in the direction MJ and Peter had gone.