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Auntie… [01] *
George Stacy was royally pissed when Peter didn't pick up his little girl's calls. So pissed that he wanted to go and pummel that fucker's face right then, but he had to control himself, for his daughter.
As she continued to call him… many times, and how he had to see her expression worsening when he didn't pick up, George felt like he was on fire. No matter how rational he was being about the whole situation, no matter how in control he'd been, seeing his daughter like this, he was pissed.
So, when he finally reached and saw the boy he had a not-so-bad relationship with, George put the gun on his forehead and said:
"One reason I shouldn't shoot you right here, right now."
Peter stared at him in shock for a second; no fear. Then, he turned and gave a look to his daughter, George glanced too; she was holding back her tears. George felt his heart clench, but he didn't back away. No matter if he was pissed or not, he needed to do this.
Peter's expression was relieved somewhat after he saw his daughter. Strange. Then, the boy looked him straight in the eyes and leaned forward.
"Shoot if you want." He said plainly. "I have no excuse for what I did to Gwen. Call it two teenagers' stupidity, or just blame it on me. It will never change the fact that she's pregnant. I love her, sure. But that also doesn't change the fact that what I did was a mistake."
He looked at Gwen's tummy.
"The little thing inside there, though. That ain't a mistake at all. So, put all the rounds in my head if that's what you want. But know that"-Peter stared at Gwen and her stomach-"what they'll lose is something you'll forever regret. If you don't pull the trigger, though. I will take the responsibility that rightfully falls on my shoulders."
George stared at him, not leaving his eyes for a single second.
The air grew tense.
George, in the end, couldn't pull the trigger-not that he ever planned to in the first place-and backed away.
Peter relaxed. Somewhat.
'Whew' Peter heaved a mental sigh, 'Guess it'll be easy-'
Peter's spider-sense blared, but he didn't dodge as George's fist made contact with his cheek. Peter backed away slightly, as George held his hand in pain.
"I, at least, deserve to give a punch, don't I?" George said, his voice lacing with sarcasm.
"Sure," Peter sighed, rubbing his cheek. He wasn't really hurt; George's punch was tickle compared to Gwen's-and even her punches didn't hurt as much as he showed on his face. Though that's if she was punching with some control. Otherwise, he'll feel everything, alright.
"Get inside," George ordered, and walked into the house, leaving the two alone.
Peter stared at Gwen; she did the same with her teary eyes. The contact lasted for a bit before she walked in and gave him a tight hug.
"I was so scared," she mumbled.
Peter just sighed and rubbed her back gently.
"Come on, cheer up, Gweneth, we have your dad to deal with." Peter joked.
"We went to Perinatal Care today," Gwen said suddenly.
"Oh, and what did they say?" Peter whispered in her ear, nibbling on it just after.
"Peter," Gwen pinched him slightly. "Don't do that, please."
"Why? Don't you like it?"
"Anyways," Gwen said. "The baby's fine." She whispered.
"Good to know." Peter kissed her on the forehead before clasping her hand and dragging her inside his home.
George stared at May as she sat in front of him on a chair, with Peter on her side. Gwen was sitting beside him, and he was ready to discuss with Peter's aunt.
"I assume you know," George started.
"I do," May nodded as she sighed, followed by George.
"Peter will take responsibility. You can rest assured Mr. Stacy. As for child support… we can figure something out together."
George nodded in understanding.
"Um," Peter interjected. "About child support, you both don't need to worry about it."
George and May looked at Peter.
"I have a plan, and it'll bear fruit in a month. Money would be the least of our worries." Peter said. "And, as for the child's custody…" He looked at Gwen.
They nodded at each other.
"We would like to get engaged," they said at the same time. "And eventually marry."
This was a big step they were taking, and they had talked about this before on a date. Why? Because Peter and Gwen needed to talk about a lot of things, and this was one of them.
"What? No!" George denied. "That's a bit too hasty. Life decisions aren't made this shortly." He looked at Gwen. "No matter if you're pregnant or not. This is a big step, Gwen. I just want that you don't regret it later."
"I don't think I'll regret this," Gwen said resolutely. "Besides, I don't want my baby to live without a dad." She muttered, placing a hand on her stomach.
"Ugh," George sighed, slumping back on the sofa as he rubbed his head. What is she thinking?!
George breathed in and out to calm himself.
"We'll see about that," he said before looking at Peter. "Are you sure about the money part?"
Peter nodded confidently, "You know how I am, Mr. Stacy. I don't lie about these things."
George nodded; he knew, of course. He knew that Peter never lied when it came to serious matters, so he believed the boy for now. It was just a month anyway, so it didn't really matter if he failed to make money.
After that, George and May talked about some important matters, while Peter and Gwen chimed in from time to time. Just like that, two hours passed by, and it was time for George and Gwen to leave.
Though when George left, he did say this to Peter.
"I'll call you; we need to establish paternity. You and Gwen need to sign an ROP, there's so much to do. You also need to meet an attorney." George sighed.
Attorney?
Peter smiled.
"I have an attorney in mind," he said.
"Okay, call 'em, meet, know your responsibilities." George eyes him before saying.
"Let's go, Gwen," he said and walked up to his car before sitting inside.
"Bye," Gwen whispered as she was about to move. But Peter caught her wrist and moved her where George couldn't look-not that it mattered, but George might get angry again, who knew?-and pushed Gwen against the wall before planting a deep kiss on her lips.
Gwen was surprised at first, but then, she just closed her eyes and leaned closer, melting into the kiss.
"Bye," Peter muttered against her lips before pecking her again.
After they were done, Gwen waved her hand before running up to the car and sitting inside.
Just like that, they were gone.
Peter returned inside and sat next to May. She'd just talked about the important stuff with George and hadn't really said anything else. Everyone had noticed that she was pondering over something. Thinking deeply about it.
Where George and Gwen mistook it for this whole pregnancy thing, Peter knew the real reason behind it.
… She was thinking over what he'd told her.
That she shouldn't think of him as uncle Ben's substitute and should think of him as him, Peter Parker.
Peter just sat in front of her for a while before he stood up. He was going to walk inside his room.
"Peter…" but May called out to him.
Peter stopped and looked at her.
"What?"
May bit her lower lip, stood up and walked up to him.
Then, she grabbed his shirt.
"I…" She hesitated. "I've thought about it."
She leaned closer, tiptoed slightly as Peter was taller than her, and kissed him gently on the lips before saying.
"I, I can't live without you. Doesn't matter how many girls you end up with. Doesn't matter if you get married. I just…" want to get some dick. Your dick. I'm horny for you. She would've wanted to continue her sentence, but she didn't have the courage to do so.
Peter just stared at her conflicted expression.
"Fuck, May…" he muttered, shocking her as he pulled her by the waist and slammed his lips onto hers after saying. "You're so hot."
The kiss deepened, and May knew… she didn't care anymore. She's a bitch, and she's going to accept this side of her.
They kissed each other hungrily, exploring each other's bodies with their hands before Peter pulled her off the ground and started walking to her room as he kissed her.
May hugged his neck as her tongue battled with his.
Reaching her room, Peter threw her on the bed before he got on top of her, kissing her violently.
"P-Peter…" May whispered as Peter started tearing her clothes. And In just a few moments, May was in nothing but her bra, underwear, and the remnants of her clothes. Peter got back and stared at her body in wonder.
She should be around her early 40s or late 30s but she didn't look old at all. She was a top-tier milf, and Peter was going to eat her whole tonight. He couldn't wait. Though before he moved on to the main dish, he needed something. So, Peter sat down on the bed. "Why don't you remove my clothes, huh, May?" he asked.
May looked at him in embarrassment before nodding and getting on her fours. She crawled up to him and started removing his clothes, and before long, Peter was in nothing but his boxers. May leaned in and kissed him on the lips as her hand wandered from his neck to his firm chest, and then onto his abs.
She didn't know he had grown so much in so few days.
Now that she thought about it, he was still 17, so, a minor… she was committing a crime, wasn't she?
Though, if she were to be honest, this was even more of a turn-on for her.
Incest was hot. But doing it with her underage nephew? Fuck… that's just too hot for her messed-up mind. May's pussy twitched in anticipation already, dripping, making her panties wet. So, she ended the kiss, backing away as she breathed heavily.
Then, she went down and caught his hardness. It was big, she could tell, even in boxers, he was big. So, in anticipation, May pulled his boxers down, and his dick leaped out, hitting her straight on the cheek, some of his pre-cum getting on her cheek as it did so.
May bit her lower lip as the full sight of his penis came into view.
It's so much bigger than Ben's…'
May shook her head out of it. No. she wouldn't compare the two. She'd promised Peter that she won't see him as a substitute for Ben.
So, May grabbed his cock before giving it a few strokes. Peter hissed slightly, so she just went ahead and gave the tip a lick, licking all the pre-cum away as she felt him twitch at the rough, yet soft sensation on his tip.
"Fuck…" Peter muttered; May… was good. Too good.
May smirked slightly as she felt her nephew twitch. She gave the tip another lick before diving down to his testicles. After that, she gave a full stroke before licking from the bottom back side to the top.
Peter groaned.
May just giggled, and moved her tongue around his cock, making it glisten in her saliva. Then, she started sucking the tip for a few moments before diving down, taking the whole thing inside her throat and beyond.
Peter grunted; he was balls deep inside her mouth, and that way she looked up at him with upturned eyes, Peter's dick spasmed a few times, releasing every bit of his semen inside her throat.
May didn't gag at all, and slipped his cock out of her throat and mouth, showing him the remnants of his cum swirling on her tongue before gulping down everything.
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Chapter 35
35: Auntie… [02] **
Peter spread May's legs apart wide with his face in the middle. Her pussy was cleanly shaven… Peter looked up at his aunt, who was staring at him in anticipation and a blush.
… Did she shave only for something like this?
Was she expecting that something like this might happen?
'Dayum…'
"You're a pervert, you know that May?" Peter asked, his face near her pussy lips. May looked away in shame when she heard him say that, but didn't deny it. Honestly, she was a pervert.
Peter chuckled and gave her inner thighs a lick before planting a kiss. His lips wandered down to her Italian pussy before he gave a kiss on the outer folds.
The scent was arousing and his cock was twitching for penetration, Peter just stared at her pussy before finally diving in. Planting a vertical lick, Peter took her pussy in his mouth and started nibbling on them.
As his tongue penetrated her, May's back arched as she pushed her hand on Peter's head as he ate her cake.
"Ahmmm~~~ " She moaned as his tongue wandered around inside her. She couldn't believe this was happening. It was like a dream… a good dream, and she didn't want it to end.
Peter stretched her folds, moving his tongue deeper to explore her. May just kept moaning loudly, heaving up and down so that her pussy gets more stimulation. After a while though, she couldn't contain it anymore and climaxed.
Peter drank her love juices shamelessly, and moved up to kiss her. May didn't care as she kissed him back. Honestly speaking, May was sure that they didn't need any foreplay at all. She was dripping even before this started, so it didn't matter if he rammed her pussy without any lubrication, her wetness would've worked like a charm.
But Peter insisted, so… May didn't really mind.
After kissing her for a few passionate seconds, Peter backed away and gripped his cock before he stroked it against her pussy, smearing his dick with her juices. May shuddered at the sensation of a cock against her folds.
Peter looked at her, asking for her permission. He didn't really care as he was going to fuck her today anyway, but meh.
May just nodded, and Peter eased his tip inside her pussy. He hissed as he felt his tip ease into her.
May felt the tip widen her clogged (lol) pussy walls as he inserted inside her slowly and smoothly, not meeting any resistance.
As his cock reached deep inside her, expanding her walls, May threw her head behind her as she moaned aloud.
"So… good!…?"
It had been so long. So, so very long since she'd had a dick, and this felt… nice.
Peter stopped as his cock fully got inside her; it was big, so her pussy needed some adjustment time.
'So, fucking tight.'
(Uncle Ben:… Are ya winnin' son?) (A/N: kek~ sorry, couldn't stop myself.)
Strictly speaking, she wasn't tight, it was his cock that was too big. So big that he was feeling as if she were tight.
Peter let her pussy get used to his length, staying in place even when his body screamed at him to move.
[A new feature unlocked!]
[Achievement!]
[A new Achievement earned!]
[Tasting The Forbidden Fruit]
Peter ignored the notification and focused on May. She's hot-a universal truth. The way she squirmed under him as his cock rested inside her pussy, and the way she was looking at him, giving him that begging look. Peter found… pleasure at the way she was looking at him.
Thinking of an idea, Peter chuckled. He leaned closer, and kissed her on the lips as his cock slipped a bit further inside her. Then, he moved down to her ear, tickling her skin with his hot breath.
"Auntie…?" he whispered, and felt her walls tighten around his cock. "Do you want me to move?" he said as he held her thighs together and forced her legs above her head. May moaned as Peter was balls deep inside her, kissing her womb.
"You want your nephew to fuck your pussy? Huh, aunty?"
May nodded.
"I didn't hear you," Peter whispered he activated [Erection] for a fraction of a second. As his cock enlarged inside her and the vibrations hit her full throttle for a fraction of a second before going back to normal, May's walls clenched around him so hard that Peter grunted.
"Oooohhh Fuuuuckkk~~~!" May cried, and squirmed under him, in pleasure as her eyes shook.
"Do you want me to fuck your pussy? Aunty?" Peter asked.
"Y-yes! F-fuck this old pussy!" May hollered, squirting. "Fuck you A-aunt!"
Peter smirked, and moved back, feeling his cock slide out of her narrow cave before smashing downwards with a full, strong thrust.
May moaned, scratching his back as she moved a bit toward his cock, trying to get it deeper. Peter kissed her, playing with her tongue as his hands played with her tits.
"Ahhngg~~~~ Peter~~~ "
May whined, feeling her body drowning in pleasure that she'd never felt before. At least… not to this extent. May clenched pussy walls around his cock as he rammed against her. She heard him groan, and it filled her with pride and ecstasy.
As the long, and thick cock fucked her in a piston-like motion, jolts of pleasure came in waves, and so did her orgasms.
Now that she was getting somewhat used to his cock, Peter increased his pace, moving further into her pussy, feeling her walls enveloping his hot rod completely. In pure bliss, Peter raised his hips up and down, making a mess of May's cunt.
"Ahhhh!~~~~Ahng~~~ Peeeteeeerrrr!" May screamed at the top of her lungs as her legs trembled. She had the strongest orgasm of her life in just a few moments.
Peter thought that she might be done already, since, well, she was old. But May surprised him.
"I wanna," she huffed with hazy eyes. "I wanna get on top."
Peter smiled and slipped his cock out of her pussy as he slumped down on the bed beside May. She got on her fours and crawled over him. She sat on his legs and traced his abs with her hand, feeling her nephew's body.
Peter looked at her up and down as she gripped his dick and lined the tip against her vaginal entrance. Then, she slowly lowered down on his cock. His cock penetrated inside her reaching her womb in an instant as she sat on his, letting out a moan as she felt his cock reaching her depths.
She rested both her hands on his abs and started bobbing up and down.
"F-fuck…" she stuttered out a moan.
Peter let her enjoy herself for a while. He wanted to play roughly with her, but as he knew that this was her first time after a long time, he decided to let her enjoy herself to her fullest.
In the meantime, Peter brought his hands behind her, thinking of a certain paper. He brought it out of his [Inventory] and placed it on her ass. Then, he tore the paper. A dim golden light illuminated May's behind for a second before a 'tattoo' got engraved on her abdomen, just a bit above her pussy.
Peter smiled; he can finally go all out without worrying about pregnancy.
Yes, this paper had a spell inscribed on it. A spell that once cast on a female, would prevent pregnancy even if the semen got deep inside her.
Peter could finally stop worrying about this.
Though it was a pity that he won't be getting points from the 'Impregnation' task. 'Meh~ Let's just leave that one for when I want more children. One is more than enough for now.'
Peter was brought out of his pondering as he felt May tighten around his cock for the umpteenth time as she reached her climax and collapsed on him. Damn. Peter was surprised that she was able to last this long.
"That, huff, that was amazing."
"What?" Peter asked her, 'innocently'. "We're just starting aunty. I haven't come for even once-apart from that awesome blowjob you gave me."
"Wha-What?" May looked ashamed of herself. "B-but I can't get up, I'm too sensitive right no-Ahnnnng!" May moaned as Peter slapped her ass, grabbed her tightly, and started moving her up and down on his painfully erect cock.
"P-Peter! Sto-stop! I am too sensitive~~!" May moaned.
Peter didn't stop though; he just increased the pace at which he fucked her.
The sound of meat slapping against meat resounded in the room as Peter rammed her pussy nicely, making squelching sounds as her love juices-which were sticking to him and her-made everything messy.
Peter didn't care though, and neither did May. She was too sensitive to do anything about it, and Peter was too busy fucking her to care.
Peter felt a pressure building up inside his cock, and he increased his pace. He groaned, his dick spasming a few times as he released his cum deep inside her womb.
May moaned, feeling something hot fill her up. She shuddered as she climaxed again on his cock. Peter huffed a few times before he grabbed May and switched their positions. He slipped his cock out of her pussy and threw her down on the bed. Then, he sat on her ass, sliding backward to her thighs as he rubbed his dick inside her pussy lips.
May didn't even have the energy to complain anymore. No matter how much sexual drive she has, she couldn't keep up with Peter. She could only moan as Peter entered her pussy from behind, hitting her good spot. Even her moans got muffled as Peter pushed her head against the pillow.
Peter slammed up and down on her, enjoying the tight sensation as he caught her by her hair. Then, as he activated [Erection], Peter penetrated her womb, letting the vibrations run at full throttle.
"Aaaargh." May moaned out a cry of pain, which got muffled by the pillow as he pushed her harder. She hadn't felt like this, ever. Ben had never managed to reach so deep. And was it just her, or did his cock get longer and bigger?
Peter growled, feeling some resistance for the first time. She was too tight! (He was too big, actually).
May wasn't responding to him anymore, she was just lying there, bearing everything he threw at her.
Peter hissed, cumming again, filling her up. Then, as he huffed, he grabbed her by her butt cheeks and pulled her upwards in a doggy-style position. He slowly started fucking her again, pulling her hair.
May's eyes were hazy, his cock was releasing vibrations for some reason; maybe it was just her imagination and he was just that good at fucking women. Whatever it was, May's senses were dulled by the mere amount of pleasure her mind was receiving.
Her butt jiggled as he thudded against it, sending shivers of pleasure through her being. Her jiggling ass didn't have time to get settled before he thudded against her pussy again. May had lost her strength long ago, but he was holding onto her hair, so she couldn't even fall and rest on the pillow.
So, she just enjoyed the fucking she was receiving from her very own nephew and moaned like a whore.
Before releasing a gruff grunt as he felt like he was reaching his limit again. So, he grabbed her waist and increased his pace before diving down to hug her as he brought her up, flicking her erect nipples so she would tighten around his cock.
Peter thrust deep inside as one of his hands went down to flick her cunt and the other went up to grab her throat in a choke-hold.
She tightened around his shaft, and Peter growled, pumping his cum inside her. With a squelch, it erupted outside of her widened pussy from the sides, even though his cock was inside her.
Then, Peter dropped her on the bed. May fell down like a rag-doll-she was unconscious, nothing new. Peter just fell down beside her as his dick plopped out of her. He huffed for a while before hugging her body.
His semen was dripping out of May's pussy, and just like that, he held her to sleep
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Chapter 36
36: A date?
Peter was greeted by lots of notifications when he woke up early in the morning due to his habit. Some of which, he remembered seeing while he was fucking May. Quite literally.
[Task Complete! Give Cunnilingus; Get Fellatio; Vaginal sex; and Hardcore!]
[+600 SP]
[A new feature unlocked!]
[Achievements!]
[A new Achievement earned!]
[Tasting The Forbidden Fruit]
[9,600/20,000 SP]
Peter rubbed his eyes for a bit before going over the new Achievements thing.
[Achievement]
Description: Any substantial achievement the user makes, he will be rewarded with System Points and a Perk.
(Note: Only those Achievements will be added that have been gained after the Achievements feature was unlocked. The ones before do not count. The user would need to perform certain tasks again to gain those achievements and the perks attached to them.)
Current Achievements: 01
[Tasting the Forbidden Fruit]
Peter was surprised by this, only slightly though. Peter smiled as he read through the first achievement he'd gotten.
[Tasting The Forbidden Fruit]
Description: You have claimed your aunt; you have tasted the forbidden fruit. And while you are not biologically related, it's the thought that matters! (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).
Perk: Aunties and middle-aged women in general-MILFs-will be attracted to you.
Peter knew that this was a Perk men would kill for, but he didn't care, and simply stood up from the bed, slowly getting out of May's grasp, making sure so as to not wake her up. Then, Peter walked inside the bathroom to freshen up and clean himself of the residual traces of their intercourse last night.
After that, he went down to prepare some food for May.
It was morning, and May's eyes fluttered open. She tried to get up, but her body was sore all over, that's when her eyes widened, and she jolted in surprise before slumping back into the bed with a squeal.
"… So last night wasn't a dream; it really happened." She whispered to herself. It really happened!
Though a sense of shame washed over her too. She felt ashamed of herself for being such a bitch. This was, technically, cheating on Ben too since she was his widow, but May just shook her head.
… she's someone else's now.
May stood up, wrapped herself in a towel, and walked down with a bit of difficulty. Her ass was stinging. She blushed as the scenes of last night flashed across her eyes with vivid clarity. As she reached down, a fragrant aroma drifted into her nose.
Peter was cooking something?
She could smell it; he was cooking something very delicious. May walked down and got into the kitchen.
"What are you cooking?" she asked.
Peter looked back at her, smiling.
"Something you'll like."
"Oh, okay?" May said, a bit concerned. Peter, as far as she knew, was a terrible cook. The last time he'd cooked something, it was so… bad that she'd gotten food poisoning. Not only that, the cutleries and stuff he used, weren't usable after that.
"Peter…" May chuckled nervously. "How about I cook something delicious for us? Not that I hate your cooking or anything. But… we both know how it turned out the last time."
"Oh, shush." Peter shushed her. "I know what I'm doing. I've learned cooking since then."
He hadn't, strictly speaking, but Peter was somehow confident that he'd be able to cook something great. And he wasn't wrong, the moment May tasted it, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation for a while before she ate everything else quite hungrily.
Done eating, Peter waited for some 'constructive criticism' if you will.
"So, how was it?"
"Delicious!" May praised; it was delicious, and she wasn't lying. There was, however, a question in her mind. "When did you learn to cook so well?"
"It's in the genes."
"These genes didn't help you the last time, did they?" she asked dryly.
Peter just coughed, averted his eyes, and picked up all the dishes before walking into the kitchen. He himself didn't know how he was able to cook so suddenly. But he knew that it had something to do with Edward.
"By the way, Peter." May walked into the kitchen and started helping him with the dishes as she talked.
"Hm?"
"You need an appointment with an attorney, right?" She spoke.
"Um." Peter hummed in affirmation. He needed to talk with an attorney and learn of his responsivities and all that.
"Have someone in mind?"
Peter was going to shake his head when a green sexy popped up in his head. She's an attorney, isn't she?
He grinned, "As a matter of fact, I do."
After Peter was done washing the dishes and making small talk with May, he kissed her bye and ran to his room. Then, he took out a slip that She-Hulk had shoved in his hands back then.
Now that he looked closer, it was a card. A business card.
There was a number on there, but Peter didn't want to call it. She'd given this to him saying if he ever wanted to go on a date. It could be that this business card and the number were for some select few individuals. And if Peter were to call her through this number, she might suspect some things.
So, he needed to find a number that was known to the public.
Peter sat on his chair and turned on his pc. Then, he searched for her information online and it wasn't really hard to find her contact info.
It turned out to be the same number as the one on the card, but oh well, he at least had his suspicions proven wrong, so no loss there.
Peter quickly dialed her number.
The phone rang for a few moments before someone picked it up.
~"This is Jennifer Walters, Attorney at law. How may I help you?"~
"Hello, Miss. Jennifer. I'm Peter. Peter Parker."
"So, let me get this straight." Said the brown-haired, green-eyed woman. She was wearing eyeglasses as she stared at him in bewilderment.
"You got a girl pregnant, have dealt with most of the stuff, and now want to know your responsibilities through an attorney because your girlfriend's father said so?"
"Precisely," Peter said.
Jennifer just stared at him for a while, but decided not to judge. It was her job, and she would do it.
She'd received his call this morning, and had answered it thinking it was just another customer-which it surely was. Peter had just asked her for an appointment, and she'd given him an appropriate time and then they'd decided on the location, which turned out to be a restaurant.
And now, she was supposed to tell him and guide him.
Jennifer sighed; here she'd been expecting a date with that web-slinger and he was nowhere to be seen. Actually, he was seen a lot in the city, but she meant that he hadn't called her for a date. It was such a bummer. Jennifer sighed yet again as she started explaining things to the kid-no, a young adult would be a better word-who she was on a 'date' with. It wasn't really a date and she knew that well enough, but whatever.
Jennifer sighed for the umpteenth time as she continued to explain. Peter just nodded from time to time, and soon, it was time for him to go. So, he said his goodbyes.
"It was good meeting you, Miss. Jennifer." He said, shaking her hand.
"Likewise, Mr. Parker." Jennifer offered him a polite smile and then both went their separate ways.
Peter got into an alleyway and teleported straight to Kamar-Taj and continued his training with Magik. She was a sweet girl, Peter liked her somewhat. Anyways, he mostly focused on learning useful spells and knowledge along with many important languages. With his mind, it wasn't really that difficult of a thing to do.
Just like that, his days went by and his 2-week suspension came to an end.
During which, he learned magic at Kamar-Taj mostly, and focused on making a game in his free time. He had bought a laptop which he'd bought using the money he'd been continuously 'borrowing' from the very kind gentlemen known as criminals.
The game was almost finished, and it just needed some finishing touches, which he was sure Ned would love to help with. Other than that, he needed a lot of beta testers for the game-which he would surely get, but, well, that could wait.
Peter knew that he needed to register his company with the name [Parker Industries] too and start working on his projects since he'd get enough money from the game. Of course, he would give Ned money for his services. But oh well, this stuff could wait a little more.
Anyways, other than that, he'd also gained more points, since, well, he'd fucked his girls. Though the points weren't as much as he'd have wanted them to be. But what could he do? He was busy and didn't really have time for his girls-by which, he meant Yuri and May since he wasn't so sure about Gwen yet.
Though their relationship had started getting a bit more physical than it was before, Gwen was still on the fence about sex. Peter wouldn't force her, he knew she might have some kind of trauma from their last 'session'.
First, the points he got from Yuri.
[+6300 SP]
Then, the points he got from May.
[+5400 SP]
[21,000/20,000 SP]
He could level up his system once, but Peter didn't because he wanted to buy all the skills first. Now, he might have enough SP to buy all the skills, but he still hadn't bought any because he didn't have any reason to do so till now.
Also, Gwen was declared an adult by the court so that she could get responsibility for her child. The other way was for Gwen and Peter to get married or enter a registered relationship-but George was against that saying it was too early, so they couldn't really do anything.
Anyways, Peter was busy working on his game right now.
The game was something he remembered from his previous life-which was his way of mentioning the parts of memories he had from Edward-named [Temple Run].
As far as his memories told him, it was a pretty successful game and people played for years. It wasn't something too big, but good enough to pass time. And now, since everything was in Peter's control, he could add some more features that he believed would only make it an even bigger success.
Say, a ranking system. That's alright, rankings. It was a concept that was made for players to be competitive since they could have their name on the top of the list. It served as nothing but bragging rights though. Peter knew how much people spent for measly bragging rights. And he was definitely going to exploit this by making a live ranking system that would update every minute.
Other than that, he also added a shop feature which could be used to buy some equipment and other things to make the players' life a bit easy. Those things could be bought with the in-game currency.
Temple Coins (TC).
The TC could be easily earned by running in the game and collecting coins, completing certain achievements, and doing some other in-game things. This was mostly for the broke players. Then there was an in-game currency exchange shop. Which would be the main earning point of the game.
Basically, people could exchange real-life money with TC.
Peter knew that the rich kids-or the so-called young masters would make him rich.
Other than this, Peter had ads running at the bottom of the screen and some specific pages. And as ads were annoying, players could buy the premium version of the game which came without ads.
Peter smirked leaning back on his chair as he generated a build of the game.
Now was the time to test the game, and he was going to ask Ned, Gwen, Yuri, Aunt May, and many other people to test it for him.
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Chapter 37
37: Game On The Horizon [01]
Kunar Province, Afghanistan.
The fuscous-brown desert could kill anyone. It was the most desolate and lonesome environment you could ever find yourself in. The monotony of this parched wilderness was difficult to explain. It was a crucible of death, a bone-dry basin of vastness and death.
Scrawling sounds would fill the air of this flat and barren land at night. In the day, screaming hawks would fly overhead as usual. Basted and blazed by the sun. Tongues swollen from the lack of water.
The immensity of this place could only be burned into your brain, the only visual relief in this brown hot place being the spiny cactus slowly losing its greenery and merging with the fuscous color of everything else, or the cholla bush that would jump from one place to another in the hot wind of this deadly desert.
Food was a scarcity, and water a luxury.
In this exact place, during the apex of the day, in the shimmering hot rays of the sun, and the wavy heat emanating from the ground, the song "Back in Black" by AC/DC boomed as a convoy drove through.
The convoy consisted of the US military. It moved like a snake through the sand. The Humvees fitted with miniguns.
In a gunless armored car between the pack of cars, sat soldiers and one certain individual. Wearing an expensive black designer suit, expensive Ray-Bans-looking glasses, and a pair of, guess what, expensive shoes, sat a man who appeared like any other rich second-generation.
But there was, however, a difference between this particular man and the typical rich second-generation bastards. This one, was not a failure. He was definitely a bastard though.
"I feel like you're driving me to a court-martial," said the man, Tony Stark, quirking his lips playfully in the quiet interior of this soldiers-packed Humvee. "This is crazy. What did I do? I feel like you're going to pull over and snuff me."
Seeing that his magic had yet to work and that the soldiers were quiet, Tony Stark continued.
"What, you're not allowed to talk? Hey, Forrest!"
"We can talk, sir." The soldier in the passenger seat said.
"Oh, I see." Tony nodded. "So, It's personal?"
The woman who was driving the vehicle shook her head, "No, you intimidate them."
Tony gasped, "Good God, you're a woman. I honestly… I couldn't have called that. I mean, I'd apologize, but isn't that what we're going for here? I thought of you as a soldier first." Tony put his foot in his mouth, clarifying, jokingly of course.
"I'm an airman." The woman corrected.
"Well," Tony looked her up and down. "You're a woman, so airwoman?"
The woman shot him a look over her shoulder.
"Well, you have, actually, excellent bone structure, there. I'm kind of having a hard time not looking at you now. Is that weird?" As Tony worked his magic, the soldiers in the vehicle laughed while some just chuckled. "Come on, it's okay, laugh."
"Sir, I have a question to ask." A soldier asked.
"Yes, please."
"Is it true you went 12 for 12 with last year's Maxim cover models?"
"That is an excellent question. Yes and no. March and I had a scheduling conflict, but fortunately, the Christmas cover was twins. Anything else?"
The soldier sitting right next to Tony Stark raised his hand.
"You're kidding me with that hand up, right?" Tony asked jokingly.
The soldier, Jimmy, shook his head and asked.
"Is it cool if I take a picture with you?"
"Yes. It's very cool." Tony said like it was the coolest thing ever as Jimmy pulled out a camera and handed it over to the soldier in the front seat. "Though, I don't want to see this on your MySpace page." Tony joked as Jimmy put up a peace sign for the photo.
"Please, no gang sign." Jimmy was going to bring his hand down when Tony said. "No, throw it up. I'm just kidding."
Tony put a peace sign (✌) as he continued, "Yeah, peace. I love peace. I'd be out of a job with peace."
"Come on. Hurry up." Jimmy said to the soldier in the front seat. "Just click it. Don't change any settings. Just click it."
As the picture was about to be taken, something hit the vehicle in front of them, and in a single longest moment, the car blew up in front of Tony. Tony paled, hearing gunshots and such hitting the side of their vehicle.
"What's going on?" he asked, hoping that someone would answer him.
"Contact left!"
The driver, the 'airwoman', stepped out of the car to go into combat, only to be shot down.
Another soldier went out, shouting, "Jimmy! Stay with Stark!"
"Stay down!" Jimmy yelled, pushing Stark down.
"Y-yeah," Tony Stark would admit, he was fucking panicking right now. What the fuck was happening?!
Meanwhile, the soldier who was sitting in the front seat got out of the car but was shot too.
Jimmy gritted his teeth, looking at Stark for a single moment before cursing under his breath and rushing out of the car as well.
"Son of a bitch!" he shouted.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! Give me a gun!" Tony yelled, afraid to be left alone without any means of protecting himself.
"Stay here!" Jimmy ordered, and turned back around, ready to shoot. But before he could even get a chance, bullets were rained down on him too. The remaining bullets pierced the vehicle Tony was in, Jimmy's blood gushing through some of them.
Tony struggled his way out of the vehicle, breathing heavily. He couldn't hear a thing but a piercing high-frequency gnawing at his ears constantly. His other senses were dulled too. Tony stumbled falling down in midst of this chaos before quickly getting up and running behind a rock as some of his hearing came back. He pulled out his phone with his trembling hand to contact anyone and call for help.
Just then, however, with a resounding thud he'd never forget in his lifetime, a bomb landed right next to him. Tony paled as looked over, then, he saw what was written on it.
Stark Industries.
Tony tried to get up and get away from the bomb-his creation. But, as if to laugh at him, time wasn't on his side and with a thundering boom, the bomb exploded, forcing him to fly through the air and smash against the ground, hard.
Tony's eyes were almost bulging out, his senses were dull again, and something wet was trickling down his ear-which constantly rang in a high frequency. A jolt of pain erupted from his chest, reverberating through his whole body just after as it got registered by his brain.
Tony breathed in heavily, and the pain increase. He pulled down his shirt, which was dyed in red-his blood. The blood made a small pool on the scorching desert as Tony went in and out of consciousness a few times before his vision darkened.
As said at the start…
The fuscous-brown desert could kill anyone…
And kill it did…
Many people…
But one particular billionaire would survive, emerging as someone who'd be remembered for the coming thousands of years, carving his name in the annals of history.
It was the last day of Peter's suspension. He and May were sitting on the sofa in the living room, kissing and playing with each other while the T.V. was running in the background.
May hungrily devoured Peter's lips as her tongue roamed inside while she teased his rock-hard cock which was pocking through his clothes with her glistening pussy-which was also inside her clothes.
"Oh, Peter…" she whispered as Peter threw her under him and felt her breasts, ending the kiss on the lips as he moved down and planted a kiss on her neck-which already had a hickey on it.
Peter rubbed his knee in her crotch as May moaned slightly, arching before chuckling as she kissed him again.
"Why don't we get naked agai-" May was going to suggest when something caught Peter's interest on T.V.
"Breaking news!" the ads running were replaced by a beautiful hot woman who looked a bit shaken. "Tony Stark is missing! It is thought he's been dead or kidnapped. On his recent trip to Afghanistan, the genius playboy hosted a demonstration of the new Stark Industries' Jericho missile which was designed for the United States Air Force…"
"What the f…" Peter muttered and pushed May away slightly.
On the T.V., Tony Stark's image was being shown with the headline. As he saw all this, Peter frowned heavily.
'[Iron Man], already?'
Peter's frown deepened.
If Tony was in Afghanistan, that meant only one thing. He was kidnapped and brought to that cave where he would make his first-ever Iron-Man suit. Mark 1.
The origin of the iconic, and one of the best-written characters.
'Shit.'
Peter cursed.
This just threw some of the things he'd been preparing for out of the window. He knew that Stark Industries' stock would rapidly fall when Tony got eventually kidnapped. And if it was going to be around his predicted time, then Peter would already have had money at that point and he could buy the stock.
Easy money when the stock eventually rose again.
But this unexpected shift in the time-which he'd been suspecting since he met She-Hulk for the first time, but had ignored for the sake of his mental health-would make him lose money.
Fuck.
His plan was to release the game and use the money he'd earn from it to buy Tony's stock, but now that wasn't possible as his game wasn't finished. Not yet. And Peter didn't really have any money on hand to buy anything.
But he still might be able to profit from this….
'How long was Tony kidnaped again?'
He thought, trying to remember for how long he'd been kidnapped.
If his memory was serving him right, then Tony would be in that cave for a few months at the least. Peter really needed to earn some money before that if he wanted something from the big pie known as Tony's stock-which was plummeting as he pondered over this shit.
"What happened, Peter?" May asked as she looked behind her at the T.V.
She frowned as she saw Stark's image plastered there.
"I don't like this man," she said, her nose scrunched a bit.
Peter snapped out of his mind and slapped May on her ass.
"May…" he whispered against her ears. "I'm in a bad mood, and I'm gonna use you to vent."
[Task Complete! Give Cunnilingus; Get Fellatio; Vaginal sex; Anal sex; and Hardcore!]
[29,000/20,000 SP]
Peter sighed in contentment, throwing May down on the couch as his cock slipped out of her pussy, cum dripping out of it as she landed down with a moan.
He stood up, slapped her already red ass, and walked into his room naked. After cleaning up, he sat on his chair and booted up his pc. He's going to have to complete the game soon.
If the 'game'-canon plot of the MCU-was on the horizon and Tony was kidnapped. This meant opportunity.
Then, his game-Temple Run-needed to be on the horizon too if he wanted to benefit from this situation.
So, Peter worked on the game, finding any errors or bugs before he fixed them.
Peter had read multiple books on coding, game design, and other tech-related subjects in these two weeks. His Parker mind-mutated even more after his rebirth (Note: Chapter 10's rebirth)-worked wonders when it came to learning new things. And just because of that, Peter had managed to learn Magic, spells, coding, game-dev, and a lot of different stuff.
Magik, that girl, had helped him a lot, and Peter had started liking her somewhat. She was cute.
Anyways, after working on his game for a while, Peter made another build and installed it on his phone before opening the game.
As [Parker Industries] faded in, Peter remembered that he needed a logo for his yet-to-be-made company as well.
Anyways, Peter was ready to test his game for the last time tonight.
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Chapter 38
38: Game On The Horizon [02]
As the placeholder text-which would be a logo of the [Parker Industries]-passed by, another screen appeared. A man was sitting next to a treasure box, looking at it lovingly while he caressed its surface with his hands. As that passed by, a few buttons popped up.
A simple [Play] button, a [Settings] button, a [Sounds] button-which was grayed out right now since Peter had yet to add sounds in the game-a [Shop] button, and finally, a [Leaderboard] appeared on the screen.
Peter simply clicked on the [Play] button and every other button vanished from the screen, replaced by a single "II" like icon in a corner indicating a pause menu.
Anyways, the man-which was a model of a certain treasure hunter-who had been caressing the treasure box, opened it and took out a ruby. His eyes glittered with excitement at his found before they turned to horror as the 'treasure' box, turned into a big spider monster and started chasing behind the man.
Peter smiled.
This spider was there because he remembered her from that time when he had to embrace her. And it was a perfect scenario in his mind when he was building this game. So, he made changes to how the original game was supposed to look and added this spider monster instead of the original.
Anyways, as the big spider chased behind the man, the long track appeared in front and the control was given to Peter. As Peter had to test this game thousands of times when he was making it, he could easily go over every obstacle. Anyways, after the initial tutorial, Peter was left stranded running and being chased by a spider monster.
Peter played the game for a while, all while his eyes scanned for any error or bug he could spot. Fortunately, there were none as for now, but It wouldn't be the same, Peter was sure of it.
Peter's character went through different kinds of environments.
Starting from the temple, of course. Then, it was into a forest, onto a river, and then a desert. Peter had added many other environments there as well. He would also add more once the game hits the internet.
First, Peter needed to register his business.
Why? Because Peter wasn't going to stop just at this game. His yet-to-be-made [Parker Industries] would be something big in the future-at least, that's his plan.
Anyways, that could be done once he was ready to launch his game-which he wasn't at the time. Anyways, Peter's character got caught by the spider, which literally plunged its teeth into his chest. It should've been gory, and messy, but due to the graphics-which weren't really that good considering it was late 2007-the scene looked quite funny.
Peter sighed, quit the game, and threw the phone in his [Inventory] before he brought his hands in front of his vision and golden light started coming out of them.
This, right here, was magic.
Mystic Arts.
Peter had managed to learn quite a lot of spells in this short span of time, and it was mostly because of how good of a teacher Magik turned out to be. The golden light around Peter's hand moved, wriggled, and transformed into a construct similar to a shuriken made out of golden light.
It was wonderful to look at.
Then, Peter willed it to morph into something else-a katana.
It was relatively harder to do since he wasn't that proficient in using Mystic Energy, but it turned into a katana. Peter caught it in hand and tested its sharpness. It wasn't dull, but it wasn't sharp either. Peter knew that it could be stronger and sharper, but he still needed a lot of practice as well as knowledge to do that.
Peter swung the katana made out of light in the air a few times before un-summoning it, which was easy enough as he just had to think of it vanishing and it would, not before exploding outwards into harmless sparks. Which were a byproduct of accessing Eldritch Energy more than anything else.
After Peter was done admiring his work, he couldn't help but chuckle and close his eyes, content with the improvement he'd made in such a short span of time. Then, he promptly fell asleep, dreaming of one particular dolphin.
Peter woke up early in the morning, did his morning rituals, and worked on his game for a while before making his way down to eat with May. Then, as he was done with eating, he kissed May goodbye and walked to school-actually, he might've just opened up a portal to one of the many secluded areas near the school and went his way about in the school like any other normal student.
Peter had, for the most part, been ignoring Ned during the last 2 weeks. There was a simple reason behind that. Ned was smart when it came to things related to computers and technology in general, so Peter was pretty sure that the chubby fellow would figure out that he was making a game.
Peter, being not ready to show his final product-which is the game, of course-didn't want Ned to know about it for now. Ned would help him with it, sure, but Peter wanted to complete his first project on his own since he knew that the projects coming after would mostly be done by the employees he'd hire.
So, he at least wanted to start the company and then hire people. He could give them the ideas he got from the future, and they could make that stuff in his stead and earn him the money he wanted so much.
Anyways, back to track, Peter entered the school and quickly made his way to the locker. Locker #1182.
Peter was always kind of curious about how some things could work in this world.
He was way early in the time compared to when Peter should actually be in school. So, how was the locker number the same as he remembered from the movie? It was quite a peculiar thing.
After he was done putting a few things in the locker, he locked it and turned around.
"Hi, Peter. Good to see you here." Ned said blankly.
Peter almost punched him in the face due to the small surprise he felt, but contained himself and gave him a small smile.
"Hey, Ned. How've you been?"
"Fine," Ned said grumpily, not meeting his eyes.
Peter sighed, rolling his eyes.
'What are you, my girlfriend or something?' Peter thought. Why was Ned being grumpy? Probably because Peter had ignored the shit out of him.
"Listen, Ned," Peter said, deciding to make this quick since he didn't have time for this shit. "Flash hit on Gwen, I beat him up and got a suspension. And I couldn't contact you because I was busy with something-which is a surprise for you, actually."
Ned gave him a look that roughly translated to: 'Do I look dumb to you?'
"Listen, Peter," Ned said, imitating Peter's tone. "I know Flash hit on Gwen, and that you beat him up. The news was pretty hot for a few days. And I knew you were busy with something; you wouldn't have ignored me otherwise."
"Then why are you grumpy?"
"You didn't let me in that secret project of yours. Surprises be damned, man! I want a part in it!"
"No," Peter deadpanned.
"Anyway," he said, sighing. "Latest hot news?"
"On it, sir," Ned said in a deep, dark voice, smirking.
"First, you're pretty famous now that you beat Flash up, and since people saw you with that new haircut and some even recorded the fight, you've become quite popular with the ladies," Ned said with a tinge of jealousy.
"Second, Harry and Flash got dumped, which means that gold-digger and Liz are up in the market. Quite a lot of boys tried but no one succeeded."
Whoa. Peter wowed. That was news. Peter wasn't sure how they'd react after getting fucked by him, but he didn't know that it could be this big a decision. Why did they dump Harry and Flash though? it seemed a collective decision of the girls-they'd probably talked it out together.
"Third, a new English teacher is here. She's super-hot, by the way. Came after three days of your suspension."
A new teacher? Meh.
Peter shrugged his shoulders as they walked to their class together all while Ned kept briefing him of the news.
"Fourth, Harry got yelled at by his dad in front of the school, and a lot of students watched."
"Damn," Peter muttered, his gaze following a particular someone.
"Damn. I know right? Harry being yelled at by his dad, it was the best thing that happened that day-"
"Not that, Ned," Peter said before he pointed at her with his chin. "I'm talking about her."
Felicia Hardy.
She was walking by and was coming towards them.
"Oh…" Ned muttered, looking at her before continuing with his 'report'.
"And finally, I got a girlfriend."
Peter stumbled, choking the words he was about to say.
"What!?"
"Yeah," Ned smirked, looking down at him. "I've gone to the dark side too. Muhahaha!"
Felicia was just passing by them and heard what they were saying. She looked at Ned, then Peter. She rolled her eyes, scoffed, and continued her walk, thinking: 'Fucking teenagers, all the same, horny bastards.' She was particularly annoyed today.
"Who's the lucky girl?" Peter asked after his initial shock, he was kind of happy for his friend.
"Betty," Ned said with a smile and a small blush.
Peter strained a smile and Felicia stiffened.
Peter was somewhat relieved that he hadn't targeted Betty yet. Now that he knew she was Ned's official girlfriend, he wouldn't try anything on her. Even though back then, he wanted to fuck her and cuck Ned, his mind was a bit different now. He didn't want to fuck her anymore.
Felicia, on the other hand, twirled on her heel as her white hair swayed behind her beautifully before she stomped her way toward them, an annoyed look on her face-which was particularly pouty today.
She grabbed Ned by the back of his shoulder and forced him around to face her.
"What did you say?" she glared at him.
"Wh-what?" Ned fumbled.
"What. Did. You. Just. Say. Now?" Felicia said, stressing each word.
Ned was, more than anything else, confused at her.
"That I have a girlfriend now?" he said, sounding unsure as to what he was supposed to tell her.
"WHO!?"
"B-Betty. Betty Brant." Ned stuttered; what was wrong with this bitch?
Felicia's face went through so many shades of red-which was mostly because of anger.
Peter frowned, his queen she might be, but she had no right to treat his homie like this. So, he grabbed her hand, gripped it a bit tightly, and looked down at her coldly.
"Let go." He stated simply, and thwarted her hand away.
Felicia took back her hand, rubbing her wrist as she glared at Peter, squinting her eyes before she turned around and walked away in anger.
"That bitch dared…" She gritted her teeth, her eyes glistening slightly before she bit her lip and walked away.
"What's wrong with her?" Ned asked, turning to give Peter an inquisitive look. "Thanks for that, by the way."
"No problem," Peter smiled. "And I don't know what's her problem."
Peter and Ned both shrugged before getting into their first class.
As they sat down on their chairs, Peter looked around to spot someone. 'Where is she?'
His gaze wandered to Flash, Harry, and then onto Michele Jones-who caught him glancing her way since her seat was practically behind his-before he finally spotted them.
Liz and MJ.
They were sitting together.
And they met his gaze-which he feigned as a cold one-when he looked at them. Surprisingly, both blushed and looked away before getting their head back in their books.
Peter chuckled.