Nipples are poking

Oh boy, let me tell you about this suit! It had me captivated, unable to tear my eyes away.

I was deep in thought, contemplating the most ingenious way to slip into it. This suit, you see, was a single piece, except for the mask that was attached to it.

And let me tell you, the neck on that thing seemed to stretch for miles!

Now, here's the million-dollar question: should I attempt to squeeze myself through that neck opening? Well, I thought to myself, why the heck not? Let's give it a whirl!

Now, I didn't bother taking off my shorts and bra.

Instead, I carefully slid my legs into the suit, stretched that neck as far as it could go, and then wriggled my arms in one by one. It was like a puzzle, but I was determined to solve it!

With the suit finally on, I couldn't resist strutting towards the mirror to catch a glimpse of myself.

And let me tell you, I looked like Spider-Man, but with a touch of feminine charm. My curves were rocking that suit, and you could still see the outline of my training clothes underneath.

I stripped down to take off the suit, then removed my shorts and bra before putting the suit back on.

It clung to me like a second skin, but there's still one tiny issue - my nipples are poking out if you look closely.

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Midtown High,

Girls Toilet,

The door of the farthest cabin on the right exuded an eerie glow before swinging open, revealing a peculiar sight.

The figure that emerged was none other than Spider-Man, but with a twist. This time, Spider-Man was a woman.

This masked individual was Petra, And now, about the question: how did she find herself in this peculiar place?

*Flashback no Jutsu*

"Strip" I barked at Liz and her pathetic posse, which includes Mary Jane.

"Who the hell do you think you are? Is it really necessary to stoop this low?" Liz had the audacity to question me. Can you believe this bitch?

I didn't waste my breath responding. Instead, I silently approached her, grabbing her by the neck and lifting her off the ground.

"You never gave a damn when you tormented me. So why the hell should I give a damn now?" I spoke to her with icy disdain.

She struggled to catch her breath, repeatedly tapping her hand to signal for release.

Which I promptly granted, of course.

*Cough*

*Cough*

As she fought for air, I glanced at the other ladies and quipped,

"Well, my dear ladies, I won't repeat myself. Strip down until the only thing left is your birthday suit." I couldn't help but smirk like a deranged lunatic while uttering those words.

I patiently waited as they all disrobed, staring at them like an eagle fixated on its prey.

If I still possessed my manhood, I'm certain it would have stood at attention, saluting the captivating sight before me...

I took out my phone and turned on the camera, Pointing to them I asked,

"Alright, folks, gather 'round and feast your eyes on this spectacle! Yours truly, reporter D, has stumbled upon a quartet of exhibitionists right here in good ol' Midtown High. Now, brace yourselves for the mind-boggling question that's been haunting me: how on earth did these privileged brats manage to stoop so low? It's a real head-scratcher, I tell ya! And here I am, capturing this glorious moment on film like the dedicated reporter that I am" I commented while filming them.

I inquired,

"So, pray tell, how did you manage to find yourself in this delightful predicament?" Mary Jane, bless her heart, had already commenced with her waterworks, but I couldn't care less.

"Nothing to say, Well that not how this game works" I sounded like a sad little puppy with nothing to bark about,

"You're in for a naughty little punishment, baby" Now I sounded like a naughty neighbor onee-san

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