Unknown(?) Dangers (Patreon)

The glass creaked quietly beneath the strain of the hefty frame hanging off of it, the masked heroine gazing out across the cityscape as she plotted where she'd go to enjoy a quick lunch.

'A buffet could be nice, I've been looking for an actually filling meal.'  Gwen mused, palming her flabby gut as she hummed a tune.  'Though, burgers could be good too..'

With every idle movement she made, whether it was to rub her gut or look somewhere else, the glass creaked only louder behind her.  Though her fingers were sticking as strong as ever, the old weathered glass panes were reaching the limit of what they could take.

'Y'know what I haven't had a good pizza in a long ti- WHOA MAMA that's some spidey sense right there.'  As if on cue, the flabby Ghost-Spider's spider senses began to flare up something severe.

As she looked around for the unseen threat, the glass beneath her fingers splintered and cracked.

Fortunately, in the end she'd be fine.  

Unfortunately, a poor hotdog vendor was in need of a new stall...

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Gwen has been packing on the pounds rather quickly, but the Ghost-Spider put no thought into the effect such added weight would have on sticking to things...  especially windows.