I had always been hot. I knew it. Always that one girl who would make heads turn and would get boys to do her homework by flirting with them for some ...0 minutes. Life had been easy.I tied my hair in a bun, behind my head. My face was perfect, fair, smooth, round. My shoulders straight and petite. My breasts tight and round. They grew really fast after my 10th birthday. And now I was way above 34 D. I had seen guys stare at them. I had felt some of them tried to even touch ’em. Noone could help. I will wait for you………She made it clear that she would take a decision only after talking with me. I had no other option so I agreed. So she went to Ranjeet and took leave on some goddam excuse and went home. The entire day the clock seemed to crawl and finally I drove to the appointed place and found her waiting there. As soon as she got in I hit the highway in the direction traffic flow would be less and we would be safe from being seen.After driving for some distance I stopped the car at a. It needs a host to survive in an active state. The one it had bonded with was known as Peter Parker/Spiderman. But few knew him by the last name. His life had been lonely for many years. His friends were few as was the number of his mates. He desired more, but didn't have the mind set and powers to do it. He wished for control over his life as well. These were the deep desires that the host had keep hidden. The symbiote lived to make its host happy for within the host happiness was its. " We need to analyse the problem first," said the technician at thecontrol console. "This could take weeks. This person will need to beobserved. Can you look after her until we find out what happened here?" Her?" said Ashton."Well ... yes," he said. "Her, this woman. I can offer you somethingfor her to wear."Somebody came forward with a simple shirt dress. It was something thatfemale staff at the centre wore. It fitted her naked body perfectly.Nothing that this subject had arrived in.