Chai-Tea!

The tentacle came near her vagina and touched it. She was wet from sweat and panting. Her nipples were hard and so was her vagina now. Trickles of tears left her eyes.

"Tch! Tch! Tch! Is baby girl crying? Why is my naked little baby girl crying? Does she want papa to spank her?"

Just then, she is slammed back to the ground. Her hands and legs spread apart.

"Such a sad scene it is." It is a female voice. The tentacle Doc turns. It is Gwen. Prowler Gwen. In her suit. Wearing her watch.

She has an evil look on her face. She walks to herself. And sits down beside herself. She touches her boobs.

"It feels quite odd, touching myself." She pinches them. Gwen shrieks in agony.

"LET ME GO! PLEASE!"

She smiles. "Now you won't my darling. You'll stay. And die. Here. In this shithole. All alone. Naked. But I guess before going away, I must have some fun, shouldn't I?"

She crossed her leg above Gwen. And sat on her groin. Then, she removes a ship from her pocket and flips a button on it. It starts flying. And then, it clicks and a camera starts recording.

"Hi people!" PG says, "I know it's awkward. Seeing two women, looking same. But one naked. Well, I am Prowler. And my name's Gwen Stacy. This is how I look. And see this," the camera moves around, "this is where I am!"

It is live.

"I'll be a off in some time. But this lady you see here. She's the one. She is Prowler. The one who killed many. She plundered thousands. Children. Women. Men. All. But here, she is naked. Powerless. Stranded. Do what you may to her! Come! Come all! Come and get her!"

The chip switched off and it closed. Prowler looks at the **** Gwen. Bends down. So much that her face is centimetres away from Gwen's.

"Thanks for coming to this world," she said. "Now die in this shithole while I rock your world as you."

She stood up and walked away. Apparently, she had to get to the abandoned building in order to understand how the watch works with the help of the scientist who lived there. She killed him immediately after she had her work done.

"Strap her to the ground and insert a vibrator to her vagina. It should be at medium speed. Let the incomers have a great show."

"Aye aye!" Doc nodded. And did what was said.

The vibrator moved. So did Gwen. Vibrations ran through her body. Her cells were degenerating rapidly. But the vibrator was even more terrifying. She would be seen by the whole world. Naked. Orgasming.

But it was not her world. But that didn't matter. She was dying nevertheless. Be it her world or not.

And then, she is succumbed by the human desires. The rhythm of the vibrator starts picking pace with her. She moans. Stifling around. Trying to untie herself. But she can't. She wiggles and moved around.

Just then, faraway, she can hear the people. She can feel them coming. In cars and bikes, running and shouting, with weapons.

The vibrator stops not.

And she is just on the brink of an orgasm. Her spidey-sense sense instantly kicks in. Something is happening. But she doesn't bother. She wants to have the most satisfying orgasm before her ****.

"Miles! Miles! Faster… faster. Go in. I love you. Go in. Ahh! Ooh! Aah!" She wiggles and turns. Going in and out with the vibrator. Orgasming there. In the open. In front of the world. Not having a shame. People near from the far. And then she has it.

The vibrator is sent sprawling away. And she orgasms. Rows and rows of white gold flies around. The people near her. Running wildly.

She pants and huffs. Having no care for the world anymore. "I love you Miles," she whispered. Panting. Her body dirty with sweat and mud. Her white hairs messy.

"Wow Gwen! Thanks for a show! I am sorry to have interrupted though."

Her heartbeats stop.

She turns.

There's a boy, in a blue-red mask. His hairs fluttering in the air. His suit having a dhoti. His hands two anklets.

"Pa-pavitr?"