Miguel O'Hara Fat

I scratched my stomach; it had been a while since I started gaining weight. The husband life makes you fat and lazy, especially when your partner cooks delicious food.

I grabbed my Gizmo and activated the Spider-Man suit, looking at myself in the mirror, missing my lean and athletic body. "Those days of being a sex symbol are over," I muttered while stroking my love handles and my belly. After spending a moment reminiscing about my past glory, I headed to the SS headquarters. "Miguel, it looks like you ate all the Spider-People," Lyla joked with her sharp and annoying voice, floating around me. "Yeah, yeah, I know I'm overweight, but that's none of your business," I replied crossly, waving my hand to shoo the AI away.

I arrived at my office and got to work; there was so much to do. Between tasks and more paperwork, I started feeling very hungry. On the surveillance cameras, I saw my partner arriving with my lunch. "Perfect, it's about time... Lyla, let them in," I ordered, smiling as I stood up.