His first wish...

Spider-man was enjoying the blow job from the love of his life, Amora the Enchantress. However, that didn't stop his mind from working. Most importantly the knowledge of how Inara had altered Amora to die without his sperm. He need to figure out a way to save the woman of his dreams!

Luckily, he had an idea on how to do it. Luckily, he had a wish grant spirit to help him. Which is why he called out moments after he came once again in the blond woman's mouth, "I wish that I have the power to alter people body, mind, and soul."

Inara answered, "Wish Granted, master. You can now alter people to your whim with your mind... including removing Amora' s need for your spunk every day. Just remember you have until tonight to make another wish, or else you get a new penalty."

It was the first thing that Peter did as he began to strip himself out of his suit. Amora eyes lit up as she guessed what he was thinking, as she magically removed their clothing without any fuss. Leaving Peter nude with an inhumanly beautiful body which most women would kill for.

"I assume that you request the pleasures of this flesh, master? Because if you do, I shall give you a feast of such delights." said Amora as she stood up before Peter. Crossing her arms under her large round breasts to lift them up and cleaving them tightly together to show off her cleaving. Bending over from her hips to give him a better view.

She continued, purring it out, "What kind of man are you? A man of breasts, a man of ass, a man of tradition, or something else? What is your desire my love?"

While the two had been distracted with each other, she had used her misty tail to effect. Sending the smoke she had been born from into Amora's noses and lungs when they had their eyes closed. Adding elements of her vary essence soon made their way to the mind of the **** who was mistress to her master-****. Able to pop in ideas to the blond's pretty little head. Ready to pop up like a jack-in-the-box, and forward Inara's schemes.