Well, Very Well

Wanda Maximoff, the Scarlet Witch, looked on as Spidey talked with Amora and Circe. The Asgardian and Greco-Roman divine enchantresses were acting much nice since meeting with the handsome hero. Wanda's mind went to the man under the spider's mask, Peter Parker. She shivered as she thought of how he was the perfect man. She also took notice of the sexy appearances of the magic users before her.

The blond and the redhead used their magic to repair all of the damages their spells caused, which made things look like nothing had happened at all. Amora spoke up, "Perhaps, Man-of-Spiders, you would like to visit my boudoir? I am even willing to take the others with us, so that we can... talk."

Peter cutely swallowed and answered, "Sure, if that's no problem for you?"

Amora merely spread her hands as green mist appeared to cover them all, before fading to show they had been removed from the street. Instead they were in a luxurious apartment with shades of green and gold all over. Decorated with mirrors, art with many looking Norse in design, and other female touches around the place. Wanda could tell that Amora had tastes, rich tastes, but tastes.

Circe, however, smiled as she then asked, "My handsome hero, would you mind if I were to slip into something more comfortable?"

"Sure, but how are you..." started Peter, as Wanda guessed he wasn't remembering that magic could be used for quick costume changes. Like how Circe changed from her costume into...