Gwen Goblin

"Daddy!" The woman rushed over and put her arms around Norman's neck, kissing him.

MJ recognized her... "GWEN?"

Norman lowered his hand and gave Gwen a squeeze on the ass. "Gwen Goblin, to be exact. She insisted on that one. She was my first trial of my new Goblin serum. The plus side was that it made her stronger and impossibly loyal to me. The downside, well, this isn't a change that she can necessarily flaunt. That, and it completely overwrote her personality." Gwen kept kissing his face, hungry for his attention. "Not that I mind."

"Is-is that what you're going to do to me?" MJ asked, biting her lip nervously. She felt her heart rate quicken. Where the fuck was Peter?

"No. As I said, you will do everything of your own free will. Perhaps you will rest the syrum if you wish to, but I do not want to **** it. Especially in this state," he looked down at Gwen. "Gwen, go tend to our guests. Ms. Watson and I are going to shower. Then we'll meet you there. Make sure to show him a good time." He gave Gwen a slap on the ass and watched her walk away.

"Guests? What guests?" MJ asked, terrified. Was she going to be used by someone else? She couldn't resist any instructions given to get, so she'd have to if he commamded it.

"You will see in due time, my little pet," he put his arm around her waist. "For now, we are going to shower."