Black Cat wants a change of clothes

"W...what do you mean?" Mary Jane whimpered, growing fearful. While Black Cat was naked, and appeared to be a normal woman, Mary Jane had just seen her single highhandedly beat the tar out of five mobsters with guns! She didn't stand a chance and knew it.

"For starters, I'M not going to be the naked one around here..." Black Cat smiled. "That's a cute outfit, by the way."

"No, no!" Mary Jane tried to scramble to her feet. Black Cat was far to fast though, nimbly pressing a bare feet to Mary Jane's stomach, then reaching forward and slipping her jacket down her shoulders and off her arms.

Tossing the jacket behind her, Black Cat grasped the hem of Mary Jane's shirt and pulled up. Mary Jane tried to hold it down with her arms, but was outmaneuvered by her standing opponent and the shirt slipped over her head, revealing a black bra supporting her firm chest.

Now beginning to enjoy herself, Black Cat went her Mary Jane's jeans. Mary Jane swatted at her hands, so Black Cat stepped around, pinning Mary Jane's leg's back with her bent legs while she busied herself with the clasp of the tight jeans. With that off she rolled it down, revealing a red lace thong over Mary Jane's most private of privates. She kept pulling, sliding the tight denim down Mary Jane's thighs and calves. The pants tangled with Mary Jane's boots for a moment until Black Cat yanked both the boots and the pants off.

Black Cat tossed the clothes with the jacket and shirt, looking down with a raised eyebrow and a grin at Mary Jane, only wearing underwear, blushing and scrambling back on the chill rooftop...