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Marvel: King of The Swarm Chapter 26: Run Way
🕑 Added 2025-06-07 17:57:14 +0000 UTC"I don't know what I'm supposed to do," Liz sniffed as she shoved another spoonful of her mango soft serve into her mouth which had been delivered to their changing room per Liz's request, "I-I k-knew he was an idiot, but I didn't think he would take things this far."
"What you do is break up with him," MJ answered without hesitation, "He was about to beat up Gwen, Liz, you don't think he'll do the same to you? He's unstable and not worth the eventual trauma he'll undoubtedly cause you."
"I know that, but I c-can't b-break up with him, if I do no one is gonna want to date me. He's already threatened to spread rumors about and chase off anyone who tries to talk to me," Liz bemoaned and another spoonful disappeared, "I can't spend the rest of senior year single, we haven't even made it past homecoming...and what about prom!?"
Gwen sighed as she placed a supportive hand on Liz's shoulder, "Being single isn't the end of the world, and do you really think Flash can scare off every single guy in the school."
"The ones he can't are too desperate and that's a whole another can of worms," Liz sighed as she whipped the tears from her eyes, "This is so fucked! I just wanted to go shopping with my friends and that asshole just had to ruin it for all of us!"
"Forget about the shopping," Betty insisted as she pulled Liz's hands away from her face, "And stop feeling sorry for yourself, you keep acting like Flash is the best thing that's ever happened to you when it's really the other way around. That's why he treats you like shit."
Liz shook her head, "Well it fucking worked because I have no idea what I'm going to do."
"What you're going to do is finally show him that he's worthless beyond that stupid varsity jacket which no one is going to care about when we graduate in a year," Betty insisted.
MJ glanced at Betty, "What are you plotting?"
Betty grinned before winking, "Don't worry about it Red, me and Liz can go over details later, in private. But for now, we can start by getting back to having a fun time and trying on ridiculously expensive clothes."
"I-I don't know Betty, I just wanna go home," Liz muttered as she sagged into her chair.
"If you do that Flash wins, you gotta start standing up to him, even when he's not around," MJ advised as she stood up and crossed her arms leveling a stern gaze at Liz who chewed her lip in thought.
Seeing her on the edge, Gwen sighed as she stood up as well, "I can't believe I'm doing this, but if you stay Liz, I'll let you give me a makeover, clothes, make-up everything, and no limits."
Liz's head shot up and she looked into Gwen's eyes and saw that she was dead serious, "I hope you know that by the time I'm done with you, everything is gonna be covered in rhinestones and glitter."
"There she is!" Betty cheered as she grabbed Liz's hands and pulled her out of the chair and then gestured at the racks of clothes they had pulled out, "Now where do we start."
Liz sighed, but it was one of happiness, "I don't know there are just so many options."
"I know Harry said it wasn't that big of a deal and it's just like old times, but I still feel like we're taking advantage of him," MJ muttered as she started to pilfer through the racks and pick out the clothes she liked.
Liz made a sound of agreement while Gwen stayed silent as she had no plans of buying anything.
"Well...I do have an idea you girls are down for it," Betty spoke up catching their collective attention, "We could put on a fashion show for him, I know he would enjoy it."
"Betty you do realize that all of these clothes are practically lingerie right?" MJ asked skeptically, "If we put on a fashion show Harry is going to see a lot of...well everything."
Betty grinned and her voice dropped becoming suggestive, "Oh don't fret Red, me and Harry have...talked about some things and I assure you everything is going to work out just fine. Sharing is caring after all."
MJ's eyebrows shot up as a faint blush spread across her cheeks, "Y-you guys have an open relationship?"
"It's one-sided, but yeah" Betty answered with a shrug as if she were talking about the weather.
"S-so he can just sleep with whoever he wants and you can't," Gwen clarified her disbelief evident.
"And you were critiquing me about my relationship," Liz muttered with a heavy frown.
"I know it doesn't make sense to you guys, but I'm not losing anything if Harry finds another girlfriend," Betty calmly explained.
"Really then why can't you sleep with other guys?" Gwen pointed out as she crossed her arms in defiance.
"Because I don't want to, Harry satisfies my every need, financial support, companionship, quality time, sex." Betty listed off on her fingers.
"Alright, alright we get it," Gwen interrupted holding up her hands in surrender, "We just wanted to make sure that you're okay."
Betty smirked, "Oh, I'm more than okay, I've never been happier. Now about that fashion show."
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'I really didn't think you'd be able to pull it off,' Harry admitted as he sat in front of the changing stall where a slew of not-so-quiet whispers spilled out from behind the screen.
'Well seeing as you've kept me on edge all this time, I didn't have much of a choice did I?' Betty replied not bothering to hide the heat in her voice, 'To be honest half of the reason why I'm going along with this, is the foolish hope that you won't be able to handle two of us.'
'You know that's only going to backfire on you, right?' Harry pointed out as a grin spread across his face.
'That's the other half,' Betty replied slyly, 'Now quiet the show is about to start.'
"You ready Harry?" Betty called out, "We're gonna put on a little fashion show for you."
"Fashion show?" Harry repeated, pretending as if he didn't know what was going to happen.
Instead of responding, Betty walked out of the changing stall wearing a figure-hugging dress that cut off at mid-thigh leaving her long legs exposed that were accentuated by a pair of black stiletto heels. The dress itself was black as well, but the sides and the chest were lattices of black lace exposing Betty's hips, and large chest giving her an hourglass figure.
Harry didn't bother to hide his gaze as Betty strutted towards him making her hips sway as she batted her heavy lashes at him. She got within arms reach before turning around and striking a pose that stuck out her ass.
Harry reached out only for Betty to sashay out of reach with a vindictive smirk on her lips.
'You're going to pay for that later.'
'I'm counting on it.'
Betty sent Harry one last wink before disappearing into the stall. Before the cloth curtain could even stop swaying it was thrown open again as MJ strode out her walk so full of confidence that it almost bordered on arrogance.
She was wearing a dress and high heels as well, but where Betty had relied on overwhelming sex appeal to stand out, MJ used elegance and tantalizing glimpses of what might lie beneath.
The redhead wore a matching dark red dress with spaghetti straps, a narrow but plunging neckline that went down to her navel, and a slit that ran up her left leg. In her hands, she clutched a black mini purse with a golden chain, and as MJ walked towards Harry she wore a look of difference and quiet confidence, but he could hear her racing heart and smell the nervous sweat on her body.
MJ didn't get nearly as close as Betty and didn't bother to pose. But the fleeting image had left a firm impression in Harry's mind, and he became even more determined to claim MJ for himself.
The next one to walk out of the stall was Liz, who couldn't hide her nervousness half as well MJ and she could barely look into Harry's eyes for a second before glancing away with a heavy blush.
She had chosen a dress that landed in between MJ and Betty's, it was baby blue and short with a drooping neckline and a single strap that went around her neck leaving her shoulders exposed.
"H-how do I look," Liz asked as she stood in front of Harry expectantly, who didn't bother to hide his roaming gaze.
Instead of responding, Harry reached out pulling Liz so she sat on his leg and his hand rested against her flat stomach, "I think you look better here."
Liz froze for a second before she felt the warmth of Harry's hand that seemed to turn all of her muscles to jelly and she collapsed back into him with a pleased sigh, "T-thank you...for stopping Flash."
"Like I was just supposed to sit there and watch," Harry scoffed.
Liz smiled, "I don't want to be a buzz kill, but Gwen's about to walk out and I worked really hard on her outfit to convenience her to show it off."
Harry looked back at the stall just in time to catch Gwen step out into view, with a sour look on her face, "I'm not walking towards you, so I hope you can see from there."
Harry grinned as he took in Gwen's outfit, "I think I can live with that."
Gwen was wearing a black leather skirt with fishnet stockings high heels, and a matching cut-off leather jacket with a white dress shirt tied in the center, cupping her medium-sized breast and exposing her flat stomach and abs.
Meeting Gwen's gaze Harry could practically hear the gears turning as she tried to piece together the puzzle piece he had strewn around her, 'Messing with you is going to be the highlight of this year.'
