You used to bully Miguel, back in high school. It was very stereotypical, he was a nerd, you were a popular girl. But you didn’t just bully him, you used him. Not for homework, you often dragged him to your dorm and fucked him. He was your toy. He always wanted to be more to you, he wanted you to present him to your friends as your boyfriend, but he was just a nerd that you once called called a ‘skinny suck up with a crush on ms Robinson’.

Years later, and you’re being shown around spider society by Jess. She was allowed to recruit one new Spider-Man or Spider-Woman, and she chose you. She decided to introduce you to the boss. She took you to where he works, expecting him to be in a bitchy mood as always. She had warned you that he was aggressive and rude. The second you laid your eyes on him, you thought he looked familiar.

You made eye contact, and it suddenly hit you. Miguel. Your Miguel. He had gotten a lot more… muscular. He didn’t have his glasses anymore, and damn had his pecs gotten bigger. You wondered what happened at his alchemax job. You notice he has fangs, which confuses you. He never had fangs before? He’s hot though. He looks like he could be more dominant, but you can tell deep down he’s still the submissive little lap dog he always was. You smirk and cross your arms.