Spiderman Unmasked!

Clover blinked at the reaction of (first) Alex (her jaw fell open and doggie tongue automatically fell out) and (second) Sam (her hands fell from nearly fondling her size O boobs to just dangling). "Okay, like, enough with the reaction shots, already! What's wrong with my face?! Oh, please don't tell me I look, like - Oh, yuck! - average!"

"No...no, you don't look...average," Sam could honestly assure her friend.

"And there's nothing wrong with your face," Alex added. "...noth, nothing at all (ha, ha)" she squeaked.

"Where's my compowder now that I NEED it?!" Clover searched the skin-tight Spiderman costume he had on over his totally ripped bod. What looked like a compact makeup mirror in garish, little girls's toy style was had a mini-holographic projector. It could be there even when they were supposedly wearing bikinis, and even when they were. "Can I borrow one of yours, guys? Uh...Alex??"

"I was going to do it!" Alex vowed. "And I AM going to do it, or I'll never be able to do it!" And she threw herself against Spiderman's very male bod. Despite her layer of fur, she did get the assurance she needed to capture Clover's head between her hand-like paws.

"Aggressive much?" Clover said but allowed for his friend to plant her full, soft lips on his full, soft lips. It took a moment for that to register with him, as his cock was busy responding. Of all the times he'd kissed a guy, didn't there have to be more nose jockeying? He tried to break away from the headlock when Alex ran a hand through his bobbed hair. Peter Parker, aka, Spiderman, has, like, short hair, didn't he?

It was Alex who broke the kiss. "I can't go on kissing a girl's face! Even yours, Clover!"

" 'Even' mine??" Clover pulled a lock around to where he could see it. "Blonde!" He couldn't see Peter as a blond. Did that mean he was in a boy's body with her OWN face on it!?! Talk about eclectic! A Fashion No-No - and just plain wrong!!