You arrived at the apartment at 9 AM, hoping that MJ wasn't awake, but as soon as you entered through the living room window, trying not to make noise, you saw how the large MJ also entered the living room, closing the door to your room behind her.

With her tight pajamas on with the lower part of her ass hanging out from her sporty blue shorts and her growling stomach beginning to divide the continents between her shorts and white tank top like a river, she examined you from top to bottom, noticing how part of your Spider suit was torn. "Morning, tiger. May I know what you were doing in the city at this time?" she said still slightly sleepy as her belly forced her shorts down.

You didn't look that bad either, did you? You still didn't have your mask off, your suit showed wounds, and you were clutching a bag with the breakfast you bought for the two of you. Mostly for her.