Screwball's empire

Ghost Spider swung across the rooftops of New York city, not knowing how terribly things would turn out for her this night. She swung her way onto a rooftop, hoping to catch just a little breather, when she heard some shouting nearby. "Can't a girl just get some rest? Like what the heck?" She then swung down to where the commotion was happening.

Screwball was growing tired of the wait. She honestly didn't care for this little thrift shop, she was just trying to get the attention of someone special. He pink and white costume was getting sweaty and that was unacceptable. How dare this web slinging hero mess her outfit up. Finally she saw the crime fighter she was looking for. "Ghostie! " She exclaimed as Ghost Spider leapt down in front of the store. "Just who I was looking for"! The hero stared at her. "What the hell are you talking about?" The cheerful pink vllain tossed the gun she was pointing at the store clerk aside and said "You'll find out in a sec". Suddenly, all in one motion, she produced a gas mask and put it on, pressed two buttons on the wall she was standing next to, and cackled like a little maniac. Gwen's spider sense flared at that moment, and she instinctively rushed for the door. Vibranium barriers instantly rose up in front of her. "What in the-?" She tried the windows next. Same thing. All exits were closed. Whipping around in panic as the Screwball laughed. "Oh this is gonna be so fun!," she giggled. Suddenly Gwen heard a hissing sound. Coming from a vent was a strange green gas. "God why is my luck so goddamn bad?!" She breathed in as much normal oxygen as she could and tried to hold her breath. "Oh silliy Ghostie," Screwball sighed. "I'm afraid that's not gonna work." Gwen's vision was blurry and she could hardly see. "Well, nightie night!" She sucker punched the heroine in the face, making her fall over due to her weakened state. Screwball tackled her, and lifted her mask just enough so that she could breath in the gas. It took a few minutes of wrestling and pinning but the crime fighter finally fell asleep. "Whew!" Screwball sighed. She pressed another button on the wall, sucking up all the gas, and then removing her mask, she went over to examine her prize. The spider had decently sized tits. "Hmm, I guess these will have to do," she said, groping them. She felt around the heroine's firm belly and abs as well as her back and ass. "So juicy looking! I could bury my face between these for days!" she squealed. Finally she slung New York's defender over her back and left through the back door, chuckling.