Felicia Hardy had no idea just how alluring she was in that moment. All she knew was that she felt reborn.
Her energy was overflowing, her senses sharper than ever. Every ache, every ounce of fatigue from the strain of earlier battles had simply vanished.
"Wait… do I have ears on my head?" she murmured. "Huh? And… a tail?"
Feeling something strange, she reached up and brushed her fingers against the pair of soft cat ears twitching on her head. Behind her, a long, restless tail swished and curled.
Then, with a sudden burst of agility, she leapt upward—landing lightly on top of the wardrobe in one smooth motion. "Jack~ I've really gotten stronger!" Felicia's voice was brimming with excitement.
But then…
Her body acted on its own. She subconsciously leaned down and licked the back of her pale hand with a delicate, feline swipe of her tongue. "Mm… this is… kind of weird…"
Forcing herself to stop, she pulled her hand away and laughed softly. "I think I've actually turned into a cat…"
Jack Kadere watched her with genuine admiration. "You're much cuter than any cat, Felicia."
"Really~?"
Felicia's furry ears twitched as they picked up the slight hitch in Jack's breathing. She leaned toward the mirror across the room and caught sight of herself—her hair, her eyes, her new feline traits—and the realization clicked instantly.
"Meow~ Master, you're so sly~"
She hopped down, stepping toward him with fluid, almost predatory grace, and looped her arms around his neck. "You turned me into this…"
"But you know… I'm grateful."
Her golden, cat-like eyes glimmered with mischief. "Before I go save my father, I want to thank my master first~"
Jack didn't need convincing. No man could resist that kind of temptation.
Felicia's tail wrapped around Jack's waist, pulling him closer as she leaned in, her lips capturing his in a searing kiss. Jack groaned, his hands finding her hips, squeezing them tightly as he deepened the kiss.
Felicia's new feline instincts kicked in, her claws extending, digging into Jack's back. He hissed, the slight pain only serving to heighten his pleasure. His hands roamed her body, finding every curve, every dip, exploring her new form.
Felicia twisted around, her tail curling around Jack's wrist, pulling his hand to her entrance. She purred, "Master, I think it's time you claim your favorite kitty."
Jack raised an eyebrow, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Oh, really? And what makes you think you're my favorite?"
Felicia leaned in, her breath hot against his ear. "Because, Master, I can hear your heart racing. I can smell your desire. And I know you can't resist this."
She wiggled her hips, grinding against his hand, making him groan. Jack chuckled, his fingers slipping inside her, feeling her tighten around him.
"Is that so? Well, maybe I should teach you a lesson in obedience."
He withdrew his fingers, leaving Felicia whimpering and empty. She poured, her tail lashing out, trying to grab his wrist. Jack tsked, his voice laced with mock disapproval.
"Not very obedient, kitten. You'll have to do better than that."
Felicia poured, her tail lashing out, trying to grab his wrist. Jack tsked, his voice laced with mock disapproval.
"Not very obedient, kitten. You'll have to do better than that."
Felicia stuck out her tongue, her voice playful. "Make me, Master."
Jack growled, his hands finding her hips, flipping her onto her hands and knees. He positioned himself behind her, his hardness pressing against her entrance.
"How about now, kitten? Still think you can resist me?" he growled, his voice laced with dominance.
Felicia moaned, her tail twitching with anticipation. "Never, Master. I'm yours to command."
Jack smirked, his hips surging forward, filling her completely. He set a steady rhythm, his hands gripping her hips tightly, pulling her back onto him with each thrust.
"Master... it feels... it feels so good..." Felicia panted, her body moving in time with his.
Jack leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "And this, kitten? What about this?"
He slapped her ass, making her yelp in surprise and pleasure. Felicia moaned, her body tensing as another orgasm built within her.
"More, Master... Please..." she begged, her tail lashing out, wrapping around his wrists.
Jack obliged, his hips slamming into her, his hand raining down slap after slap on her ass, making her scream and moan with each smack. Their bodies moved together, driven by desire and domination, lost in their own world.
"Master... I'm... I'm coming..." Felicia cried out, her body convulsing as her orgasm ripped through her.
Jack followed her over the edge, his cock throbbing inside her as he came undone, filling her with his hot cum. As they collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweat-soaked, Jack pulled Felicia close, his voice filled with satisfaction.
"You were a very good kitty, Felicia. Very good indeed."
....
Elsewhere, the situation was tense.
"Walter Hardy has been handed over to us. Scorpion's been apprehended and is awaiting questioning."
Melinda May reported to Maria Hill in a controlled tone. "But that Spider-Girl codenamed 'Silk.' She's been hovering around, very interested in the case, and keeps pestering us."
Hill's voice came over the comms: "If she isn't interfering with the rescue, don't provoke her for now. First priority—bring Mac Gargan, the Scorpion, back for interrogation. I want to know who's pulling his strings and why they're after the serum."
Da-da-da-da—
A series of rapid footsteps echoed through the darkness.
"Who's there?!"
Melinda and the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents escorting the prisoner instantly raised their weapons, scanning for movement in the shadows.
"Melinda, what's going on there?" Hill's voice cut in sharply.
…But there was no response.
Melinda and the other agents suddenly crumpled to the ground, unconscious.
Crack—! The reinforced prisoner cage tore open under the force of razor-sharp claws.
"Dad, let's go!"
"Felicia?! What happened to you!?"
"A lot, and I'll explain later—let's just get out of here!"
...
Several days later.
"Ah—"
Jack Kadere opened his eyes, the faint morning light catching in them like starlight. He stretched lazily, looking refreshed, and pulled open the curtains beside the bed just enough to let the sunshine spill in.
In his arms, three familiar little heads were nestled close—black hair, golden hair, and silver hair mingling together.
Gwen. Jessica. And Felicia.
After Felicia had secretly rescued Walter, she'd asked her father to take her mother somewhere safe.
Because she was the only one who hadn't left, rumors quickly spread that Felicia Hardy had been abandoned by her parents. The internet, ever quick to judge, was filled with sympathy for the beautiful young woman—and more than a few people with questionable intentions publicly offered to "take her in."
But the truth was, Felicia had chosen to stay with Jack.
As for S.H.I.E.L.D.? They'd ended up empty-handed.
Word had it that once Nick Fury learned Kingpin had been the one behind Walter's kidnapping, he unleashed all his pent-up fury on Wilson Fisk. The once-feared crime lord was now cowering inside a high-security facility of his own making—too scared to step outside anytime soon.
Meanwhile, Cindy Moon had officially joined the club.
Several days later.
"Ah—"
Jack Kadere opened his eyes, the faint morning light catching in them like starlight. He stretched lazily, looking refreshed, and pulled open the curtains beside the bed just enough to let the sunshine spill in.
In his arms, three familiar little heads were nestled close—black hair, golden hair, and silver hair mingling together.
Gwen. Jessica. And Felicia.
After Felicia had secretly rescued Walter, she'd asked her father to take her mother somewhere safe.
Because she was the only one who hadn't left, rumors quickly spread that Felicia Hardy had been abandoned by her parents. The internet, ever quick to judge, was filled with sympathy for the beautiful young woman—and more than a few people with questionable intentions publicly offered to "take her in."
But the truth was, Felicia had chosen to stay with Jack.
As for S.H.I.E.L.D.? They'd ended up empty-handed.
Word had it that once Nick Fury learned Kingpin had been the one behind Walter's kidnapping, he unleashed all his pent-up fury on Wilson Fisk. The once-feared crime lord was now cowering inside a high-security facility of his own making—too scared to step outside anytime soon.
Meanwhile, Cindy Moon had officially joined the club.
And now, out in the open, the Ghost Spider Club roster read like a fan's dream list:
Ghost Spider – Gwen Stacy (identity unrevealed)
Knightress – Jessica (identity revealed)
Black Cat – Felicia Hardy (identity undisclosed)
Silk – Cindy Moon (identity revealed)
Four superheroes, all women, officially forming a formidable heroic organization.
The club's popularity exploded almost overnight. Jessica happily handled the membership fees while Gwen and the others' celebrity status pushed the club's name far beyond New York, making it known nationwide. They consistently dominated the top spots on the female hero popularity rankings.
The male rankings, meanwhile, still had Captain America firmly in first place, followed by Iron Man, "Black Spider," and the rest.
Lately, Tony Stark had been pestering Jack to teach him some close-combat techniques.
Since Jack had attended a high-class banquet with Stephen Strange just yesterday and had nothing pressing today, he figured… why not? Honestly, he was pretty free most days anyway.
With that in mind, Jack clapped his hands. "Alright, girls—time to get up. We've got criminals to deal with!"
"Too early~" Gwen mumbled half-heartedly.
"Brother~" Jessica purred playfully.
"Master~" Felicia chimed with mock devotion.
Once they were fully awake, Gwen flipped over effortlessly, sticking her feet to the ceiling and leaning her face close to Jack's. Her long hair dangled toward him as she smiled mischievously.
"Isn't today a day off? Why not sleep in for once~?"
Jessica floated a few feet off the floor, her feet glowing with silver light. "Brother, what do you want for breakfast? I'll make it for you~"
Felicia hopped lightly onto the wardrobe, bending forward to rummage through the doors with practiced grace. "Master, what do you want to wear today? I'll pick it out for you~"
They'd all grown more and more casual about using their powers in everyday life.
Jack had gotten used to it.
Fortunately… he was good at handling them.