Breakfast: The Most Important Meal Of The Day

"Uh, Peter, were you expecting company?" Mary Jane asked as Peter took a moment to check on the eggs before returning to the sausages he was frying up. "Because this is a lot of food."

"Yeah, thing about having powers? You get a lot hungrier." Peter's spider sense went off... to warn him that a pancake was going to burn. he quickly flipped it before moving to the toast, buttering two more slices before adding them to the pile. "You burn calories like you wouldn't believe!"

"Huh," Mary Jane said. "Now that I think of it you have always been a big eater."

"And the symbiote doesn't make it any better," Peter said, reaching over and sampling a piece of bacon. "Everything is enhanced... including appetites."

Mary Jane walked over and began to help, though she did snag a cereal box and began to eat it dry; while all the food was smelling so good it was only making her stomach scream in protest. She was trying to remember if she'd skipped supper the night before of if this was just what Peter had said and her body was getting used to being superpowered.

"Well, thank goodness my last job gave me that bonus, huh?" she teased.

"What was that one, anyway?" Peter asked as he stacked several more pancakes on a plate before looking at his rapidly depleting batter and deciding to make more. He popped some more bacon in his mouth, quickly swallowing it. "I forgot to ask."

"New dress line. I got the bonus because they wanted women with natural curves, not rail thin." She looked down at the hash browns and murmured, "They said if I had an extra 20 pounds they'd have doubled my fee. They were that desperate for full figured gals."

Peter licked his lips, the imagine of a heavier MJ popping into his head. Heavy full breasts, a shelf of an ass, wide hips that bounced with every step... he mentally shook himself out of the fantasy. "Well, you won't have to worry about weight gain with the symbiote. It burns calories like crazy. I could eat all this food myself and probably lose weight."

That made Mary Jane frown, her own mind thinking of how Peter would look so much better with a bit more weight... and her mind flashed to the dream she'd had last night of the two of them the size of the Kingpin, living large.

But that wasn't going to happen now so she shoved it aside and settled on helping Peter load up the table.

"Huh, I guess we didn't have as much bacon as we thought," Peter said, not realizing that he'd eaten two whole packs of it. MJ didn't comment as she had during their conversation managed to empty an entire cereal box and her stomach was still screaming for food.

Neither realized that Venom had made it that rather than burn calories the two's bodies would naturally store them... in the form of wonderful fat.