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This story is for adults only! The story has strong sexual and violent content as well as offensive language. If this is something that you feel uncomfortable with or if not old enough according to the law, the author would suggest that you read no further.

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Ultimate Tangled Web

Chapter 7

"Leave now Mary Jane!" Norman warned, his voice swung deeper than ever.
"Mr. Osborn," Mary Jane began, "I really need to speak to you."
He turned his back to her and clutched his chest as the familiar pain rose. "Its too late for words," his voice dove deeper, "what�s done is done." With his free hand he reached over his head, grabbed a fistful of shirt, and tore it off.
"Please, Mr. Osborn," Mary Jane whispered, "I love him."
"Too late." Norman grunted and growled. "Our contract has expired. I kept my end of the bargain. You failed in yours. The boy is mine!"
He drove his palms into his eyes to take his mind off of the pain. There was always pain in birth. The whisperers started their chorus. It was the voices that compelled him to bring back Peter. To dominate him and then-
The hand on his spine broke his rambling thoughts. He could smell her. He felt her cool hands on his flesh. Her arms snaked around him. He felt her leather-clad bust on his skin. She couldn�t be here. The Goblin was coming.
"No." Norman tried to make them shut up.
"Please," Mary Jane whispered, "just give me some more time."
"No!" he growled.

Mary Jane couldn�t believe how warm his skin had become. "Please Mr. Osborn. Do what you want with me but leave Peter alone."
Norman squeezed every muscle, trying to keep the Goblin inside. It was growing.
Mary Jane could feel him tremble. She trembled too. Her hand nervously made its way to the rim of his trousers. "Please�" she begged as her hand slipped between flesh and fabric.
"No deal." Norman shuddered as her soft little hand touched his hard cock.
"Please�" Mary Jane begged, "I�ll give myself to you if you let Peter live. Please�"

"Hahaha! You asked for it!" He roared with laughter and spun to face her. He�d grown to somewhere around seven feet. His green skin bulged with additional muscle. His flesh burned with a chemical heat. His teeth were pointed. His eyes were a luminescent green. Horns burst through the top of his head.
Mary Jane shrieked. She�d never seen a change like that. Intellectually she knew Norman Osborn and the Green Goblin are one and the same; but her brain had never made the connection between the two. One was an erudite and ruthless businessman. The other was a creature threw her off a bridge. Now the exact nature of that relationship became her horrible reality.
The creature reached out and palmed her head like a basketball. His strength was immense, easily enough to lift her off the ground. The stiletto heels fell from her dangling feet. He drew her closer to his face for inspection.
She trembled. Mary Jane�s body exuded a nervous sweat. Her mouth was a thin line of resolve. "Do what you want with me," she whispered, "but leave Peter alone."
It grunted in insane laughter. The Goblin reached out with his claw and tore the bustier free.
She hung limply, not resisting in the slightest.
The massive monster chuckled deeply as he sawed off her leather miniskirt with his claw. It dropped to the ground with a wet slap. She did not try to cover herself.
It shifted its grip and wrapped its meaty fingers around one of her biceps. The other clawed hand cradled under her naked ass. The creature reached out with his long tongue and licked the nervous sweat from her neck. It was a long lick, staring at the shoulder and ending at her ear. It savored the taste of her fear.
Mary Jane did not flinch away. She knew how powerful this creature was firsthand. She couldn�t help but be afraid. The Goblin was a foot and a half taller, it must weigh close to a thousand pounds. All Mary Jane could do was accept what was happening and deal with the consequences.
It sucked on her tit, the whole tit. Mary Jane was a 34 C, so to say she was surprised when the monster sucked her entire left breast into its mouth would be and understatement. It occasionally flicked her nipple with its powerful tongue. She could feel its middle finger slip between her thighs. It was comparable to Peter when he was fully erect. She closed her eyes and tried not to think about the size of it.
The Goblin laughed its menacing laugh.
Mary Jane tried to put her mind somewhere else. She sank into the trivialities of the situation. She reached out and touched one of its horns, wondering if Norman could feel that deep down inside the creature, somewhere.
The Green Goblin hooked his thumbs under her arms and forced her backward. Mary Jane basically lay on her back, completely supported by his big palms. The goblin let the tit pop out of his mouth and giggled as he watched it wobble back into place. He lifted her and started to lick downwards.
"I shaved it for you." Mary Jane mumbled.
MJ shut her eyes tight and let the tears roll off the sides of her face. She could do that now. It was easier when it wasn�t looking at her. She blushed from head-to-toe, ashamed of what she was doing to herself.
She�d come to his office, knowing what happened last time. She�d worn her most revealing outfit, the one that she was embarrassed to wear at Kong�s party (Liz had put her up to it). Since Peter left she�d noticed the increasingly poor decisions she made and now she had dug herself into a hole.
She came here to seduce a man. Now she was in the arms of a monster.
Mary Jane could feel the beginnings of orgasm stir inside her. She hated herself for it.

The monster chuckled as he plunged his tongue inside her. She could feel the vibration reverberate on her clit. Mary Jane gritted her teeth in shame. Her hands involuntarily clenched into tight claws. Mary Jane concentrated on the pain of her nails biting into her palms. She could feel the blood run down her forearms and drip off her elbows.
Everything clenched. Everything trembled. The hate made her ill.
The Goblin tucked her under his arm, with the other he swiped the top of his desk clear. He dropped Mary Jane on her stomach. Her naked skin slapped against the oak desktop. He gripped her ass and roughly probed her sex and anus. She was sopping wet; whether it was her excitement or his own drool the Goblin neither knew or cared. She was as ready as she would ever be.
The girl had stopped resisting minutes ago, which was good. He arranged her just as he wanted, tucking her legs underneath her stomach and then spreading them wide. On the desk and knelt over she was at the proper height. He tore the remnants of his clothing away.
Mary Jane�s eyes went wide at the shock. He was enormous. Even from behind and wide open it felt like she was being split in half. A lurid and pained groan ejected from her. Mary Jane imagined herself a syringe; the harder he pushed from behind the harder all the air forced out of her lungs.
Mary Jane wailed. The Goblin roared with laugher.
She clutched the edges of the desk, pain ripped through her as a single tear rolled off her nose. She heard her painting grunt synch up with the Goblin�s efforts. She watched the blood bubble out from under her palm, making her grip slippery. He brushed her hair aside. She could feel his fetid breath through the pores of her skin. She felt his teeth on the back of her neck.
It was too much. The pain, the fear, the hate and the shame�
Mary Jane snapped.

* * * * *
Peter smiled under his mask. He�d had a fantastic time this evening. There was nothing like a girlfriend you could fight crime with, not too mention one that was hot and totally into you.
(I really need to get Kitty out of that skintight costume. Crime-fighting, tights and the involuntary boners do not mix.)
The only problem with dating was saying goodbye. You never want to do it. You�re having fun, hormones are popping, and moments are stretching into hours. The last thing you want to do is leave. Even when her creepy silent robot jet hovers above you, you don�t want to let go�
Which of course leaves you desperately web-slinging you�re way home before Aunt May gets back from her wine tasting party.
Web-swinging is the best way to travel in Manhattan, but in a place like Queens (with NO skyscrapers) you have to work a little harder. I haven�t quite found the quickest way to the new house yet. Generally the easiest way is to do my typical speedy way back to the old house and hop the next couple of blocks.
If I hadn�t I would never would have found the note.
It was taped on the cellar door, glowing white in the moonlight. I dropped into the old backyard, where Gwen was killed, and quietly picked it up. My heart broke for a second time back there.

"Hey stud. Looks like I caught your kitty. Want to trade?"

My hands start to shake. I feel the rage start again. Why does everyone I love get dragged into this? I try to make the world a better place and the only thing I get for it is-
No. Now is not the time to freak out or wallow in pity. Kitty needs me.
The handwriting was terrible, shaky and looked like it had been scrawled with a felt-tip marker. The paper had an Oscorp logo at the top. It has an address, one in New Jersey that I�ve been to before.
Just to check I pull my mask off and give the paper a good sniff. Smoke and mildew, just like the blown up Oscorp lab in New Jersey. The research lab where the spider bit me, the lab where the Green Goblin was born, the lab where I last fought Dr. Octopus� the one where the deranged clone of me kidnapped MJ and performed experiments on her.

I know its evidence but I can�t help but crumple the note up. The emotions I stemmed down all come welling back up. At least now they have a focus.
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