What's next?

Arana!

It was not who Mary-Jane expected. The new arrival was a girl of about eighteen, dressed in a white vest top, black yoga pants and clunky red boots and gloves, long brown hair tied in a ponytail and a pair of thick yellow goggles over her eyes.

"Who are you?" White Rabbit asked, stunned.

"I am Arana!" the girl replied in a Hispanic accent. She whipped one hand around and a thin cord with a grappling hook on the end latched onto one of the henchwomen's money bags and wrenched it from them. MJ realised that was what the girl had used to destroy her panties, in what she assumed was an accident.

"Another Spider-person!" White Rabbit gasped, "We don't have time for this." she made for the helicopter, but Arana was quick and skilled, she executed a flip over one woman's head and flicked out another grappling hook, this one grabbed White Rabbit's clothing and tugged the top down, exposing her large, firm and naked breasts.

"Now that isn't playing fair!" White Rabbit complained, moving to cover herself but finding her arms suddenly bound by another one of Arana's cords.

MJ realised no one was watching her, so she snuck back over to the elevator. She turned back to make sure her saviour was okay, and saw the girl jumping between the two henchwomen, both of them trying and failing to hit her. Two more news copters were circling now, broadcasting the fight live.

"Hi, guys!" Arana waved to the cameras, "Gee, thanks, Rabbit, you've given me great exposure!"

As she said that, Arana landed slightly awkwardly on the roof, and there was a ripping noise from her yoga pants, which suddenly had a visible oval of red with white polka-dots up the back.

"Whoops!" the amateur superhero blushed, "That isn't good exposure!"