Mary Jane Parker couldn't help the pleased smirk on her face as she watched Peter dump a whole can of chili down Felicia's throat. Of course he made sure she didn't choke and ensured that he poured the stuff down at a measured rate. Felicia gasped as she finished off the can, eyes gleaming as she spied the donuts, four cases worth and moved her eyes to Mary Jane.
"She needs some attention too, Spider."
MJ gulped at that, but couldn't help the arousal flooding her as he approached, mask off, chest bare, holding a donut in one hand. "Tell me if I'm going to fast."
"Oh, I think she won't have-but Felicia's cut off as two donuts are flung into her mouth, Peter moving so fast MJ's eyes couldn't register it.
"Say ahh, honey.'
"Ahhh!"
Two cases of donuts in her gut a good hour later, MJ was well and truly stuffed, the webbing holding her in place dissolved by Peter. Now free, MJ approached the still bound Black Cat, a hand going to Felicia's exposed gut and noting the torn leather of her costume. "How we feeling, Felicia?"
"Just...oph...peachy," Felicia replied. Two cases of donuts, another can of chili, and a few jugs of milk were currently being digested by her serum-changed digestive system. MJ picked up another jug of milk, opening it and bringing the lip of the jug towards Felicia's mouth.
"Mewl for me."
Felicia produced a small mewl before MJ upturned the whole jug at once.
GULP. GULP. GULP.
On and on the cool, fattening, milk poured into her mouth, Felicia moaning loudly once the jug was empty. "Huff...oh...MJ, that was hot!"
"Agreed," Peter said, undoing Felicia's webbing. Sharing a look with his longtime femme fatale, Peter had MJ in his arms and on their bed before she knew what was going on.
Felicia's stuffed gut pressed into her own and she gave a weak gurgle of pain before an even stronger surge of arousal filled her. Peter's hands going lower, Felicia pressed into her belly, kissing her on the lips, another case of donuts in her hands, one approaching her mouth where Felicia's lips just were.
All of it was too much and MJ came hard even as her mouth was filled with more donuts, eyes gleaming as she reached for a donut and found the strength to feed Felicia as well, pressing her advantage and managing to flip the surprised thief onto her back. Peter had used his superior agility to still bring her to pleasure, taking his now coated fingers and easing them into Felicia's mouth after she had finished chewing her donuts.
MJ watched hungrily as her partner in this gaining crusade slurped the fingers clean, cramming a donut past her own lips and chewing fiercely as she kissed Felicia, crumbs and juices passing between them as they kissed.
Peter gave an appreciative whistle as he watched the two go at it, not really paying attention as they started to whisper to one another.
He's on his back soon enough, gorged guts pressing on either side of him.
"Face it Tiger," MJ purred, nuzzling into his chest.
"You hit the jackpot," Felicia finished, feeding herself and MJ before both pounced on the gaping Spiderman, crumbs and kisses raining down on him.
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