Spider-Man’s Curse?

"Look, now it's just the two of us," Lady Octopus said leisurely, watching Peter. "Mm-hmm, yeah, so are you treating me to crab roe buns for breakfast? I'm hungry anyway," Peter asked solemnly. "And would you let me study you?" Lady Octopus said with a smile. "Don't worry, I'll only cut off a tiny piece." Peter shook his head. "I'm not an onion. Why would you slice me?" Actually, he really had considered studying Blonde Spider-Man's current physical condition. Because his state was simply too strange.