As Peter stood in Janet's palm with her deviously smiling down at him, he knew he wanted no part in whatever she had planned next. The miniaturized Spiderman leapt out of Janet's palm, falling all the way to the surface of the bed. The pliable mattress made for an unsteady landing, but Peter was able to quickly start off running for the edge of the bed.
And then Janet's massive hand slammed down in front of Peter, cutting him off and forcing him to slide to a stop. Looking up Janet towered over him as she sat up on the bed. "Not so fast" she cooed "Don't think you can just run off, you'll need my help if you ever want to get back to normal size." As Janet spoke she planted both her hands on either side of Peter, with her massive face directly above him. "But I'll make you a deal, let's have a little... Sparring match we'll call it, right here. If you can beat me I'll change you back to your normal size, but if I beat you then you stay my little toy."
Peter looked to either side before looking back up at Janet. "I get the feeling I don't have much choice. Any chance you're going to shrink down to make things a little more even?"
"Not a chance cutie. Match starts now" Janet giggled to herself as she reached for Peter who quickly sprang away from her grasping fingers, running across the surface of the bed.
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