Black Cat from the Spider-man game.



Story by  veender

Felicia Hardy was always attractive, especially in her form-fitting costumed identity of the thief known as the Black Cat. However, Spider-Man found himself unable to look away from her for a different reason than usual: The large, round stomach sticking out from her torso.

The bulging belly looked extremely out of place on the white-haired woman's athletic-yet-curvy frame, which made the sight all the more bizarre. To make things even stranger, the jumpsuit had been unzipped by the sheer mass of that stuffed sphere, showing off all of her cleavage as well as a long patch of belly stopping just above the navel. "Felicia? You're looking very, uh... round." The wall-crawling hero stated awkwardly.

Felicia's ruby red lips curled into a smile as she approached her ex-boyfriend on the deserted rooftop, her belly bouncing with each step and sloshing around the contents within loud enough to be heard clearly several meters away.

"I see you're still tongue-tied around me, Peter." Black Cat teased, her belly pressing gently against Spider-Man's body as she leaned in close. "That's okay. I can think of a better use for it anyway..." She added with a breathy whisper and a giggle, her fingers running down the man's chest before he came to his senses and stepped back.

"Whoa! Felicia, I can't. I'm already--" The webhead began, only for his ex to interrupt.

"--In a relationship? Let me guess. About five-eight, blue eyes, red ponytail?" Black Cat asked, crossing her arms just above her gurgling gut, the supple flesh of her bosom squishing against the limbs.

"Uh, yeah, actually. Good guess..." Peter said with suspicion, the eyes of his mask narrowing to mirror his own expression beneath it. "Are you stalking me now? I mean I'm flattered, but it's kind of--"

"Not you. Her." Felicia answered quickly, flashing those pearly white teeth as she grinned. "I wanted to meet the competition, after all." When Spider-Man removed his mask with a worried glare, the bloated woman laughed and dismissed his concerns with a wave of her hand. "Oh relax! All we did was have dinner. A big one, as you can see." She added, rubbing her stomach like a pregnant woman.

It was obvious that Peter was still concerned, but relaxed slightly at the explanation. "Okay... So does that mean there's an empty fridge at my house, or did you clear out a buffet or five?"

Felicia grinned once again, patting her belly proudly. "Oh, I just had one thing. About five-eight, blue eyes, red ponytail." She said before a drawn-out belch punctuated the statement.

Peter's heart dropped at the revelation. He squeaked and stammered, trying to find out if she was being honest or pulling the wool over his eyes. Again.

"What's the matter? Cat got your girl?" Black Cat teased once again as she walked towards the edge of the rooftop, her shapely hips moving with a sensual sway while her gut wobbled from side to side.

Standing on the ledge, the engorged thief looked back over her shoulder to Spider-Man and said, "You want her back? Then you'd better keep up." Realizing what she was about to do, Peter quickly pulled his mask back on and watched his ex-girlfriend leap off the roof with his current one in her belly. A moment later Felicia rose into the air, swinging down the street using the whip she carried with her costume.

"Catch me if you can, Spider~!"

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