Dreams and Powers

• Subject 23. Black Irish American Female. Height:5'5" Weight:149 lbs Measurements: 36-29-52 Hair: Auburn Eyes: Grey Distinguishing Traits: Green Goblin Face tattoo above vagina. Exposed to Viral Gas during commute, received Spider Bite while in OsCorp Office. Spider confirmed to be part of Strain 42.

Subject 23, Shaundi O'Brien, is an Employee of OsCorp. Part of the Secretary Pool, she will be moved from her current assignment to work under Mr. Norman Osborn for personal observation. In a review of her background, it appears that Ms. O'Brien was part of Goblin Nation. Her boyfriend, a small-time crook using a Goblin Mask and a red beanie as "Red Cap", brought her in and she helped in several thefts as a distraction. Her popular tactic was wearing a "Sexy Goblin Costume" that hid her from Spider-Man's Cameras through the "Goblin Protocol" and performing illicit dances that would distract people on the ground but leave her largely concealed.

Since "Red Cap's" incarceration, Ms. O'Brien has left her criminal past, though it is now known she still owns Goblin Nation paraphernalia. She currently shares an apartment with recently widowed Rio Morales and her son Miles. Caution advised as the recently deceased Jefferson Davis was oartnof law enforcement.

Shaundi wasn't fully conscious when she woke up. She moved on impulse, raiding her kitchen and eating until she ran out of things to eat. When a door opened and shut behind her, she turned and felt far more conscious, wishing to disappear after gorging herself. But there was nobody else in the room and no comment on her presence.

She watched cabinets, cupboards, and fridge doors open and shut, then young Miles just appear out of nowhere. She gasped, but while he looked right at her, he didn't see her?

Finally, he left and so did she. Going to her bed and falling asleep, convinced she was already asleep and had just dreamed what she did and saw.

She dreamed...

Shaundi was in some kind of Holy Structure, resembling a mix of Classical Greco-Roman Temple and a Catholic Cathedral. People were dressed in togas that looked like spiderwebs, and were as transparent as you might expect. Shaundi felt a throb at her core and looked up to see a figure hidden by a pillar. He was dressed like... like a Cardinal from those Musketeer films. But he was all on Green with a Purple trim. It was, it was Mr. Osborn. Walking over to him, he towered over her and reached underneath her toga to grope her wet cunt. In the distance, she heard chants, talking, something about a "Web of Life", but her focus,  her attention on how hard she was about to-

It wasn’t her alarm that woke her, it was the loud yelling of Rio Morales. Reprimanding her son for his midnight snacking. Shaundi did hear his softer voice protesting his innocence, but once Shaundi had opened her eyes, she had more pressing concerns.

"What in the fuuuuck?" She had muscles? Abs? Oh fuck, her ass was even bigger?! She didn't understand...

"Hooooleeee!?"

"Shaundi?!"

She looked up and saw Rio and Miles. Back when she was in Goblin Nation, it was Rio's late husband Jefferson that helped her get away from her boyfriend's influence. She owed him. So when he died, she offered Rio her place and they'd share bills. Seeing their faces, she looked down and realised she'd not put anything on. Fleeing back into her room she wished she could disappear.

And she did.

Right in front of her mirror, she watched herself turn invisible.

Was this... what?! She became visible quickly after. She took a deep breath. Calm down. She had work... and her tits were bigger. Her shower had also made her more than a little sensitive and horny after she remembered more of her dream. She needed something to wear! She finally found a green blazer dress. It was sleeveless and with her further expanded curves, it ended up showing more ass and more cleavage than she thought it was supposed to. Her green open-toe heels still fit, but she wasn't running around the underground with them on. Once more, she put on her Goblin Nation sneakers, this time with more confidence and less shame.

It was perhaps that reduced shame that allowed her to forget to put on a bra or a pair of panties.

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Hank McCoy, aka Beast, looked at the sample before him in the hyper microscope. He was speaking to Emma Frost about the outbreak. An outbreak one of them was affected by. Emma asked a question,

"So what can you tell us about the Spider Flu this time? Why are none of the leftover vaccines from last time working? How long do we got before we see the return of... 'Spider-Herc' and his Spider-Centaur Sexual Shenanigans?" Emma hadn't minded that show too much, though her fellows that also witnessed it had talked of nightmares after.

"Fortunately, we have no worry about that last one. The Virus seems to have been designed to keep the subject at the previous Virus' Stage One. Just the powers of a Spider-Hero. There does appear to be more variety this time in the powersets, including copies of all the Spider-Women. To answer your first question... our new problem is that it is much harder to remove them. Whoever had modified this Virus must have been looking for a way to permanently graft the powers of the Spider onto people. Even those with powers."

"Well, I can see some utility in these powers for a few of my... personal moments, but what can we expect next?" asked the other Mutant.

"The Spider-DNA is likely to affect and be affected by any altered or unusual DNA, causing new forms of current powers or even new powers. The Anti-Venom cure is, as you've already noted, already shown to have little to no effect. It seems whoever created this virus knew that would be the first thing we'd do. I'll see what I can do for a cure. We don't know the long term physical or mental effects of the virus. We might be seeing the tip of the iceberg in changes."

Meanwhile in the Emma Frost's Bedroom...

Kitty whined in the face of her predicament. Not that any sound escaped from the web gag she was wearing. Her hands and feet were webbed to the wall and small vibrators had been webbed to her nipples and clit.

She'd made the mistake of teasing Emma when the Telepath gained Spider-Powers. Emma's had been quite noticeable as she'd literally emerged from a web cocoon. Kitty had noticed that Emma's silicone implants were still in the coccoon despite looking as chesty as she had with them.

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Arriving at OsCorp, Shaundi was in her heels and riding the lift up higher than she'd ever gone. Working for Mr. Norman Osborn! Not just working for his company, but working as his personal secretary?! She tried to pull the bottom of her blazer dress down, but that just made her tits pop out.

Sighing, she looked at her reflection and put on some make-up, going with a green lipstick. Funny, her lips seemed thicker than they normally did...

• Observations, Subject 23 has undergone physical changes. Signs of muscle tone that wasn't there less than twenty-four hours ago. Also gained increased mass in chest and posterior.

She exited the lift and presented herself in her Mr. Osborn's Office. Norman looked her over and rise from his seat to look her over more closely. Shaundi could feel her pussy moisten and realised she wasn't wearing panties. She blushed when she heard a sniffing.

"It's good to see you again, Ms. O'Brien. I'm glad you recovered so quickly from your dizzy spell yesterday. You'll have the day to familiarise yourself with my timetable and your new office. Tomorrow you'll be accompanying me on several meetings elsewhere." His voice brushed against her skin and Shaundi remembered the dream last night. She could feel his hand over her crotch, pumping fingers on amd out of her gushing pussy, she-
The phone rang and he left her side. Shaundi took a few breaths and wobbled to her desk, hoping she didn't drip too much. At the desk, she realised with her lacking panties, she risked a wet patch on the back of her blazer dress. Blushing, she pulled the bottom up and sat her big, bare, black ass on the seat, glad her desk covered her state from the eyes of anyone standing on the other side of her desk.