*Ring, Ring, Ri-* "Hello?" Mary Jane Parker picked up the phone. Her husband was swinging off to work by now. It was very tough taking photos of yourself for money. Then again, he had to patrol the city for a while after words. Once that was over with though, Mary Jane and Peter would enjoy another romantic evening.
With so much to look forward to, the last thing MJ needed was someone else's drama.

"Mary Jane? it's me." said you know who.
"Felicia?" Mary Jane was never comfortable talking to that woman.
"Yes. Listen, can you come over? I need your help." Felicia asked. Already Mary Jane didn't like the sound of this. Normally when Felicia rarely contacted them, it was Peter who she needed help from. In the early days she mainly asked him to come along and stop a smuggling job, only to take some of the merchandise for herself. It wasn't just just that either, no matter how much time had past, Mary Jane still did not feel comfortable talking to someone who almost stole Peter away. Those two had been smart enough to end their relationship, but that never stopped Black Cat from leaving subtle hints.

"What do you want?" MJ asked very coldly.
"I can't explain over the phone, just come over. Please." Felicia hung up. Mary Jane had heard how desperate and scared she sounded. As much tension that there was between them, Mary Jane was still a good person, and she knew that Felicia still meant something to Peter. At least she won't be able to dragged into any heist.

Before she left, the phone rang again. MJ picked it up and heard "Oh and bring some donuts. Two or three dozen.". Felicia hung up again, and Mary Jane raised an eyebrow.






*Knock, Knock*
"Felicia?" Mj knocked on the door. "She better answer quickly, I need to know why she called me here in the first place, and why did I have to bring over two dozen donuts?" she thought. Finally the door opened, and MJ dropped the boxes.
"Hey!" Even with her large, blubbery form, Felicia still had her cat like reflexes. She didn't know if they still worked to the same degree from when she was skinny, but apparently they were fast enough to let her catch falling boxes of donuts.

"Careful, you almost wasted my breakfast." Mary Jane didn't really listen to the scolding, she was too busy pushing her eyeballs back into their sockets. The last time she saw Felicia Hardy, aka the Black Cat, was on the news, and she was leaping across rooftops, always landing on her feet. Now she didn't look like she could jump at all, and if she did, the ground would shake beneath her feet. Once Felicia finished her sixth donut, she noticed MJ's expected reaction.
"Quick, come inside." she had to pull the stunned red head in.

The two of them sat on the couch. MJ had to scoot over more since Cat's enlarged rear took up more of the couch. The piece of furniture was only fit for two people, since Cat planned on bringing the Spider over in the past.
"So, that's what happened, the Black Cat caught her own share of bad luck. I guess I've been so depressed about Spider for so long, that it finally caught up with me. I know I shouldn't even think about him with you two being married, but I couldn't help myself. Then, since I eat when I'm depressed, I just started eating, and eating, until the next thing I knew, I was a fat cat." she wept before MJ. Her past feelings were put aside, because after telling MJ what had happened, and looking over her gorgeous body, she was now sure that Spiderman would not be caught dead with a fatty like her. However, during her explaination, she left out the whole 'eating the pizza boy' thing. Mary Jane was probably already on the fence about helping her, she didn't need to know she'd be aiding a cannibal too.
Another thing she lied about was feeling guilty about still having the hots for Spiderman. She didn't care if she was fat, she deserved to be with him, not Mary Jane Watson.

"Felicia this is serious. I have to call Peter." this had trouble written all over it. Mary Jane knew that a night of gorging should not have made Felicia this huge. She had to weigh at least 230 pounds, or more. What Mary Jane was worried about that he powers might be mutating, and Peter did know how to get hold of the X-men, or anybody that could help.
She reached for the phone, only to have her wrist enveloped by a blubbery hand.
"No! I can't let Spider see me like this. I just can't. Please Mary Jane." Felicia begged. MJ couldn't deny that sad look.
"Alright. He never picks up when swinging anyway." MJ said.

"But still Felicia, we have to do something about this." Mary Jane pointed out.
"All I want to do right now is lose this weight. I could use a workout buddy." Felicia asked Mary Jane. If she was going to lose this weight, she was going to need someone's help. Someone who would make sure she'd keep her hands out of the cookie jar.

"Here's my platinum, pick some fruits and vegetables, weight loss pills, exercise DVD's, oh and some new clothes, I don't have anything to wear anymore." Felicia blushed. Mary Jane quickly nodded at that request. It was awkward enough sitting next this woman that became obese over night, but the fact that she was wearing only a skimpy robe didn't help either.

Mary Jane cursed her kind heart, but she knew this was the right thing to do. Besides, with someone else's brand new card in her hand, this could be fun.
"Oh and could pick up some real food to? Maybe a couple of prime rib steaks? Be sure to get something for yourself to." Felicia knew she'd be 'very' hungry for lunch later on.
MJ just sighed and left.

After she left, Felicia got up and walked over to her bedroom closet.
"At least this still fits." She put on her mask. Afterwords she looked at herself in the mirror. It was a miracle the thing was big enough to show her whole form. Felicia sighed as she looked over herself. At least her mask fit her cherubic face. She had to keep her spirits high, since she knew what happens when she gets depressed, and there was no better where for than being the Black Cat.
Besides, if Peter Parker could make red and blue tights, she could surely make a much bigger version of her costume.

As Felicia looked over herself, some more good thoughts from before returned.
She grasped her enlarged breasts once again, this time testing there squishy pactor, and bounce factor. She was quite happy with the results as they wobbled to and fro before finally coming to a stop.

Next, she turned around to look at her back, or more specifically, her backside.
"Eat your heart out J-Lo." Felicia giggled. She couldn't deny it, she loved having the big ass that all men drooled over and longed to grope. Before her ass had been big, but toned. Now it was big all around and, she was staring to like that.
She gave it a spank and watched it jiggle.

"With a fat ass, comes fat hips." Felicia thought as she confirmed that her hips were also large and in charge. Now however, if she ever wagged her hips, her whole body go along with it.
She also stuck her her legs out and looked over her thunder thighs. As she stroked them, she litely moaned as her hand passed over her inner thigh.

At last Felicia's hands found her hard to miss belly. She rubbed her hands all over the fleshy dome, playing with her rolls on occassion. Felicia purred, this actually felt nice.
Another shiver ran up her spine. Within this very belly, someone died inside her. Rather than fear and guilt, Felicia was now starting to like the sound of that. She felt primal, like a hungry animal on the prowl. A well indulged lioness who could snatch all the prey she needed.

"Wait! What am I thinking?" Felicia pulled her hand back, now feeling dirt for even considering liking this. Here she was, the Black Cat, now looking more like the Sumo Cat, she could not be happy about this.
How could she be anyway, while she would be stuck in her apartment with enough food to feed a small army, getting fatter with each bite, Peter would be busy making out with one of the hottest supermodels and actresses in New York. Mary Jane was so luck she didn't have this problem.

Suddenly, Cat paused, and a devious smile crossed her lips.