MJ's anger lead's to her stomach growling.

Still fuming and her arousal now in a cold spell after being denied by one of the pack's daughters, the bloated monster wrung her six hands at her wide sides. She wanted satisfaction, and she wasn't going to get it trying to recapture that moment. No. She wanted something more instant for her gratification. Gwen was right, she could feel how solid her stomach was becoming and knew that at any moment she and the others would lay another clutch of eggs to expand their numbers. It was then that she heard her stomach growl, and her frown turned to a wicket grin.

"I'm hungry!"

"Well then, lets get some of those puny humans on the lower floors to get us something to munch..."

"I'm HUNGRY!" Growled MJ, stomping her heavy foot. Still wringing her hands, she pressed up against Peter with a pout of her fanged lips. "And when I'M hungry, it means I want to eat!"

Hearing the 'ping' of the elevator open to caterers anxiously carting trays of food to the floor the massive monsters nested, MJ Stormed away from her lover and the rest of her pack, and stomped her way towards the elevator where the humans gathered the food to feed their masters. Looking up at the arachnid creature glare down at them, the lead chef shook like a drowned cat looking up at Mary Jane's many eyes.

"H-hello, we've brought your third lunch, just as you..." Interrupted, one of her massive claws reached out and plucked him off his feet... And shoved him head first into her open mouth. Ignoring the screams of the staff, MJ sucked him down like a noodle and turned her attention to the dozens of cooks fleeing for the elevator after it closed. Grabbing handfuls of who and what she could get, MJ continued to stuff her face and prey on the chefs until her attention then fell on the elevator itself when the doors opened. Swallowing her latest meal, she tore open the doors and punched the stone wall and door frame out of her way to squeeze through and make her way down the rest of the building.

Everyone for over 50 stories of the building fled and screamed as they were overrun by their monstrous masters who nested on the top floor and devoured. Whatever deal or contract they made to keep everyone alive had unceremoniously been torn in half in their faces... Then swiftly gobbled up for good measure. Peter barged through a wall and slobbered at the chance to shove five office workers down his gullet while Cindy slurped up a trio of secretaries down whole. The rest of the pack did the same, eating everything in sight until the floor was picked clean, then moved on to the next.

The main floor found several survivors fleeing for their lives and try to head out the main gates, only to find it completely webbed up and adhesive to the touch. Done so by the new generation that responded to their masters. It wasn't long until Peter and MJ made it to the main floor and waddled their way towards the last survivors. If the humans had any questions unto why? They weren't answered after they were snatched off their feet and shoved down their hungry maws.