With the long hours of a wasted search behind them Mary Jane and her cleavage concealed husband returned home; both exhausted in ways the other could scarcely imagine. MJ was tired simply because....New York...hours of searching...simple math. Now Peter her husband had a much more unique reason, being between his wife's breasts was a whole new experience. With each step her breasts rose and fell, rocking Peter in a motion actually eerily similar to a ship at sea; thankfully Peter was never one for seasickness. Now add that with the increased summer heat within MJ's shirt, the constant blushing and his giantess wife's body heat creating the place into a sauna Peter's place was closely resembling hell. After passing out around hour three he was okay now, and awake. Vision still a bit hazy he could hardly register anything aside from the incoming light as MJ's grimy fingernails pulled Peter from the vastness of her breasts. The details started to clear up real quick though and Peter was able to look his giantess wife eye to eye and see everything clearly. She looked like...well looked like she had been mugged actually but she hadn't. Like I look like a good piece of work myself. Peter mentally laughed.

Judging from a look in her eyes Mary Jane was doing the same thing. She spoke in a soft whisper-like voice that still did nothing to hide her evident disappointment and frustration. "I'm sorry Pete, there wasn't so much as a single lead."

"I know, I was there." Peter grinned, making a lame joke to lighten the mood. It did little good but it did do good. MJ smiled, "Thanks...but this means that maybe MM left town. I mean if he did what will we do?"

Calmly Peter replied; "I think we went over that before the search. Relax MJ, we'll find him. We have a whole network of Superheroes who can help us find this guy. Trust me he won't be that hard to find."

Mary Jane eyed a clock, "Can we do that tommorow? It's 11 PM and I don't think many heroes can run around at this time of night." Peter laughed like he heard an inside joke. The two sat on the living room couch together and mindlessly clicked on the TV; as luck would have it a news report was on, a report that involved a commentator; the commentator...J.Jonah Jameson." Both Peter and MJ got an expectant expression on their faces.

"I AM the one to thank for getting rid of Spider-Man! Yes it was all me and my Bugle! Justice nev-" Mary Jane cut off the TV. "I know you aren't supposed to hurt the innocent but seriously...no one will stop you." Peter didn't even bother replying and just laughed. Nothing really left to do otherwise Mary Jane whipped up some quick simple food for dinner and split it with her diminutive husband. Nothing fancy, just a sandwhich for her and cheese and cracker bits for Peter. Wordlessly the two dug in like it was the last meal of their lives, a result of New York and it's "wonderful" people. Although they said nothing both were thinking on almost a perfect wavelength of the same things; Molecular Man. Peter was thinking of which heroes could help find him quickest....maybe Reed Richards, Xavier (Despite the fact they hardly know eachother) or even the Avengers. MJ was more focused on localized sources, what sort of people and businesses around could possibly help find MM. No matter how they sliced it both were in for another long and hard day tommorow.

With their meals soon finished the two sighed, "Another rough day tommorow." MJ nodded in agreement as a hand grabbed her arm, "Ugh...I'm sore all over too." Now Peter nodded in agreement. They exchanged complaints about various pains for a minute before Peter asked a lingering question, "What now? Do we just head to bed?"

MJ shook her head, "I don't think I will quite yet. Maybe a bath or something to ease the stress."

"In that case I'll stay up until you are ready for bed hunny!" MJ giggled at the chivalry. After placing Peter on a coffee table beside the TV remote she rose to her feet and began to walk away.

She stopped after a couple steps, "You know....you may actually be able to help me out."

"Oh?" Peter was curious and his wife's tone aroused him (Course she did anyway.)

Mary Jane nodded, "Yeah, do you want to?"

"Of course!" People Pleaser Peter responded. After a moment he added, "What do you need?"

"Well...." MJ began with a blush, "I don't want you to take this the wrong way or anything..."

"Spill it."

"Okay. Peter......