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Marvel: King of The Swarm Chapter 11: A Chance Encounter
🕑 Added 2025-05-29 14:43:38 +0000 UTC"Goddamnit Harry how the fuck am I supposed to explain this to people?! I don't even know how to explain it." Betty hissed as she gazed at her naked body in the mirror which was both a blessing and a curse. After getting home and cleaning herself up after their first date Betty promptly collapsed into bed barely able to keep her eyes open, 'It's crazy that I'm even calling it a date, that asshole lured me in with insanely overpriced clothes, then proceeded to fuck me in every sense of the word.'
Turning around Betty glanced over her shoulder staring at the perfect, juicy, heart-shaped ass that she had only dreamed of, attached to a pair of long shapely legs and thick thighs that made Betty's mouth water. And that was only her lower half, things only got 'worse' as Betty moved up her body with a set of birthing hips, a snatched waist, and a pair of impossibly perky breasts that after measuring Betty confirmed were in the triple D size.
Betty had gone through her entire closest looking for clothes that would fit her new voluptuous frame, but everything either looked like it had either been painted onto her or just refused to fit altogether, 'All I can wear is damn sweatpants and a hoodie, but even then I can't hide shit! I don't even have a bra that fits me!'
Grabbing her hair Betty wanted to tear it out and scream in frustration, 'At this point, I'm gonna have to skip school and go shopping for a whole new wardrobe...I wonder if Harry...'
At that thought Betty shook her head until her vision blurred, physically trying to clear the thought from her mind, 'No, no no! We are not calling him!'
Ever since she had woken up Betty had been fighting the urge to call the rich playboy who had turned her life upside down. The boy was dangerous, not just because he somehow had sculpted her a perfect body like clay, and could seemingly fill a pool with a single ejaculation. Harry was dangerous because, for all her character flaws Betty knew her own weaknesses and vices, and Harry was all of them rolled into one irresistible package.
Just thinking about their time together had Betty's heart racing, when Harry had said he owned her and would enjoy dancing around in the plan of his hand Betty believed it.
Letting out a groan Betty collapsed back onto her bed throwing her arm over her face, 'What the hell am I supposed to do now?'
Betty's phone answered the existential question as it started ringing. Sighing Betty reached behind her feeling around until her fingers wrapped around the device, answering the call as she brought it up to her ear, "Hello?"
"Taking the day off?"
Betty sat up in a flash her body instantly shooting up in temperature as it recognized the deep baritone of its creator, "H-harry, h-how did you get my number?"
"I've had it since middle school," Harry replied with an audible smirk, "Also could you text Liz and tell her that I don't have you tied up in my basement."
"I'm not doing any favors for you!" Betty snapped back, "While you haven't locked me up you are the reason why I'm not going to school today or for the rest of the week!"
"You seem upset," Harry noted which made Betty's blood boil, "You're damn right I am, you know why? Because I look like Jessica Rabbit and none of my clothes will fit me!"
"If this is all about clothes, we could go shopping again," Harry suggested with an implied undertone that made Betty's body shiver in anticipation.
"It's not about the clothes," Betty ground out through clenched teeth out of anger and to restrain herself from immediately jumping on the offer, "It's about the fact that you broke the laws of physics and I have no way of explaining it to anyone!"
"Do you want an explanation?" Harry asked, his voice suddenly serious which caught Betty off guard.
"O-of course I want one!" Betty stammered some of the heat dissipating from her voice, "B-but how could you possibly-"
"Then I'll pick you up tonight," Harry suddenly interrupted reigniting Betty's rage, "Oh you son of a-"
Before Betty could complete her curse the call cut off leaving her even more frustrated than before as she grabbed a pillow and screamed into it.
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Putting down her phone Liz's frown deepened with her increasingly sour mood, "She said she's just sick."
"Well that's clearly a bunch of bullshit," MJ muttered sat across the table with her arms crossed and a similar look of concern, "I knew something was wrong when she didn't call us to brag about her date."
Liz and MJ then glanced at Gwen who was staring off into the distance but blinked after she realized the conversation had come to a halt, "S-sorry what happened?"
"Jesus Gwen, should we be worried about you as well?" MJ asked and after a moment Gwen shook her head and held up a hand in apology, "No, I'm fine...just another long night."
"You've been having a lot of those," Liz noted with concern as she slowly reached out to place a hand on Gwen's, "You know if something's going on you can always talk to us about-"
"I don't need to talk!" Gwen exclaimed making Liz flinch back, "I-I'm sorry I-I didn't mean to shout... nothing is going on...I'm just tired that's all."
Liz and MJ shared a look before nodding, accepting Gwen's flimsy excuse, "Alright then, we just wanted to make sure."
Gwen's only response was a sigh as she stood up from the table, "I'm going to take a walk, need to clear my mind for a bit."
"Do you want us to-" Liz started as she went to follow Gwen only for MJ to grab her arm and silence her with a look.
Taking the hint Liz sat back down with a sigh, "What a great way to start the year."
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Walking outside Gwen pulled up her hood before moving to the back of the school where she knew there weren't any cameras. After looking around to make sure the coast was clear Gwen jumped, sending her flying into the the air. Grabbing the edge of the roof with one hand Gwen pulled herself onto the roof with ease vaulting over the side and landing without a sound.
Padding across the roof Gwen took her customary spot, sitting atop a stack of long-forgotten crates just high enough for her to gaze out at the world but low enough that no one could see her from the ground. Taking in a deep breath Gwen exhaled with an equally long sigh, "You seem to have a lot on your mind."
Gwen's head shot up as a boy her age walked into view having previously been hidden behind an industrial air conditioning unit, he was handsome with a square jaw amber eyes and a mane of wild brown hair, 'H-how...did he manage to sneak up on me?'
Gwen jumped to her feet staring at the boy with wide eyes who was completely invisible to her heightened senses. If he hadn't been standing in front of her Gwen wouldn't have been able to detect him, 'Which shouldn't be possible...'
Seemingly oblivious to Gwen's plight the boy reached into his pocket and pulled out a carton of cigarettes, "How did you get up here!?"
Raising an eye at Gwen's commanding tone the boy pointed over his shoulder with one hand as he placed a cigarette between his lips with the other, "Through the roof access ladder, which I know you didn't use, so really I should be the one asking how you got up here."
Gwen froze for a second as she scrambled to find an excuse, "I-I...I uh."
"Relax, I don't really give a shit," The boy muttered as he put the carton away and pulled out a lighter. Two clicks later the cigarette was lit and the boy exhaled a plume of pale blue smoke out of the corner of his mouth, "Could have crawled up the wall for all I care."
Gwen stiffened again though she recovered faster than last time, "Just who the hell are you?"
"Name's Harry," Harry answered as took another drag of his cig holding his breath for a second before exhaling, "What's yours?"
Yet again Gwen flinched as she realized who she was talking to, which only caused her suspicion to skyrocket, "Why do you want to know?"
"What type of question is that?" Harry scoffed, "You sleep-deprived or something?"
Gwen glared at Harry watching him like a hawk for any sign of aggression feeling naked and vulnerable without her power precognition to help her, "What would make you say that?"
"Because you look like shit, and are acting paranoid as fuck," Harry muttered before offering Gwen his cigarette, "You want a hit? You clearly need it more than I do."
Gwen only stared at the offering like it was a poisonous snake making Harry roll his eyes as he quickly returned the cigarette to his lip finishing off the dart before throwing it to the floor and stomping it out with his boots, "Alright then, see you around."
Without another word, Harry turned around and walked towards the roof access feeling Gwen's eyes burn into his back the entire way, 'Well that makes things much easier...I'll be seeing you soon, Spiderwoman.'
Comments
Bob Joe
I haven't decided exactly but early 2000s, I'm not following any cannon or timeline specifically so it shouldn't have that much of an impact story wise
zain sad
what year is it actually
