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The Enchantress

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Peter stared at the translucent screen in front of him, and sighed.

Still a long way to go.

Peter sighed again, and hugged Jen, who was lying asleep just beside him, fully naked. She was so cute like this. He felt his cock getting hard again, but he would have plenty of time for that later on. For now, he had more important things to take care of.

Peter knew that the plot of [Avengers] was nearing, and that he'd have to start his preparations. Sure, he could stop Loki from stealing the Tesseract. Peter wasn't sure how he'd stop him, or how he'd stop the New York invasion in the first place. But he had no doubt about what he intended to do with the Avengers after that.

He'd use them as a weapon against Loki. That was all it came down to. And they'd know why once he explained everything.

Loki, and so many supervillains in the future. He would prevent it if he could, and reap the rewards.

Jen stirred in her sleep and moved closer to him. Her hand reached out for his arm, and she turned over towards him. As she did so, Peter saw her bare pussy, and it looked nice.

He smiled.

He watched her breasts moving up and down as she breathed. The sight was really beautiful. Peter leaned in to kiss her, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

- Knock!

- Knock!

Peter groaned and stood up, then he walked towards the door. his face mask was still on, but it wasn't reminiscent of Spider-Man in the slightest. Peter didn't want the media to talk about him sleeping with She-Hulk. After all, things would get too hot in the media. Gwen would be heartbroken, and his plans would be fucked up.

That's exactly why he'd cast an illusion spell on both himself and Jen, so that the Hotel staff couldn't recognize them.

Peter cast another illusion spell so that he and Jen wouldn't appear naked. There would be clothes on their bodies, or so would others think.

"Hello?" Peter asked, opening the door.

The man standing outside was wearing hotel staff clothes. "Hello sir!" he said, smiling. "You must be Mr. Hank. I'm here to deliver your breakfast."

"Great," Peter replied, groaning internally.

The man nodded, "What can I bring you, sir? Coffee? Tea?"

"Coffee would be great," Peter answered.

"And Miss?"

"Tea, thank you."

"Very good sir, tea will be right there. Would you like anything else?"

"No thanks, just the coffee. Maybe some light food, or something."

The man nodded, and left.

Peter sighed, closed the door, and walked back to the bed.

Jen opened one eye, and smiled at him. "Good morning."

"Morning," Peter replied, smiling back at her. He sat down next to her on the bed, and took off half his mask. Then, he leaned down and kissed her.

She moaned softly, and then grabbed his head, pulling him into a deeper kiss. They broke apart after a few seconds, and Peter grinned.

"Quite the night," he said.

"I bet," Jen giggled.

Peter smirked. "Don't say that. You're not supposed to remember any of it."

"Oh, don't worry." Jen rolled her eyes. "I don't remember fucking Spider-Man at all," she said.

"Seriously," Peter's voice grew serious. "If this got out to the media…"

"I won't tell anyone," Jen reassured him. "I'm not dumb." She snorted.

"But," she looked dreamy. "I would like it if we, you know, go on more 'dates'." she grinned, winking at him.

Peter just stared at her for a second, and then chuckled. "I guess you got me good last night."

"Well, yeah," Jen shrugged. "All those orgasms-"

Peter smiled, and leaned in to kiss her again.

- Knock!

- Knock!

… But two knocks fell on the door.

Peter groaned, "Fuck." He stood up, and walked towards the door.

Jen followed him with her eyes, and he opened the door. The same man who'd come earlier came in with a trolly. There was light food with coffee, and tea on top of it.

"Thank you," Peter said.

"Anytime," the man replied. "There's some fresh fruit as well."

Peter just smiled at the man, and the man soon walked out.

"So," Jen asked, walking up to the trolley as she picked up her tea. She swayed her naked butt at him as she sipped her tea.

Peter tried not to look, and instead focused on the food. It wasn't easy though.

Not easy at all.

"How does it feel to have sex with someone magical like me?" Jen asked, looking at him slyly.

Peter snorted, and frowned. "It feels like a dream come true," he said playfully.

Jen's cheeks darkened a bit. "Why's that?"

"Because you're my favorite superhero," Peter replied, giving her a small smile.

She wasn't, really. Peter was just lying, bullshitting his way through. But, complementing a girl, or doing anything that would please her would give you free points.

Jen blushed, and smiled back at him. "Thank you," she said, taking another sip of her tea.

Peter smiled; see? this is what he's talking about.

"Can I ask you something?" Peter asked, looking at her intently.

"Sure," Jen replied.

"How did you become…"

"She-Hulk?" she raised an eyebrow.

Peter nodded.

Jen stared at her tea deeply, a pondering look on her beautiful visage.

"Bruce," she began slowly. "He's my cousin. Ross and he worked on a project to replicate Captain America's powers."

Peter listened quietly, sipping his coffee.

He knew what she was talking about, it was the project that turned Bruce Banner into the Hulk. Peter knew that Bruce was working on that project without his knowledge. He didn't know they were making a weapon. So, when he saw that the project was at stake, he experimented on himself which resulted in him Hulking out.

"Things didn't work out as planned, and he became Hulk. Betty was caught in the crossfire. She Hulked out too."

The look in her eyes was a bit distant.

"Ross… he wanted to cure her. Turn her back into a human, permanently. But his research didn't give any substantial results. So," she bit her lower lip. "He brought me in since, well, I am Banner's cousin. A blood relative. Ross wanted to see if the genes played a role or not."

Peter kept listening.

"It didn't matter either way. The experiment succeeded, somewhat, but he didn't find any cure for… this. I became She-Hulk. And, well, the rest is history."

Jen took a deep breath, and kept staring at her cup.

"Then he started experimenting on himself, to see if that'd work since Betty is his daughter. He succeeded a bit more than before, in creating a drug that reverted us back into humans. but… there's a time limit to that drug."

Peter nodded.

"When the time runs out, we'll turn back into our Hulk forms, this is a side-effect of that drug. where before we'd be human most of the time, and would only transform when angered or high heart rate, now, we are always in this transformation. And… the drug is the only way to be human for a specific amount of time."

Peter nodded. "Do you feel bad about this?"

Jen shook her head. "I don't. Not really. I mean, the world needs superheroes. And it's better to have them around than not."

Peter just nodded. Jen finished her tea, and put the empty cup away.

"Besides," she looked at him, nearing closer. "This is a lot more fun in this body than my human one."

She said, her hot breath tickling his cheeks. Jen pecked his cheeks lightly before leaning down and kissing him on the lips, her tongue pushing itself into his mouth.

Peter groaned softly, and his hands went down to her ass, squeezing and kneading her flesh.

He broke their kiss after a while, breathing heavily.

"Have you ever been in love?" Peter asked curiously.

Jen made a face, "What do you mean?"

"Nothing weird."

Peter shrugged.

"With yourself. with what you've become." Peter clarified. Though the first line was so she would think of it as something weird and deduce that he was interested in her.

Which he was, technically. But love? he needed a lot of time for that to happen.

"Yes," Jen grinned. "I love being She-Hulk more than anything."

"I see," Peter said. "Do you love someone else?"

He asked, darkly, feigning jealousy.

Jen looked surprised, but she grinned with a little blush just after.

Cute.

"Is someone jealous?" Jen asked, teasing him.

"Maybe," Peter responded, grinning deviously.

Jen just laughed, and playfully slapped his arm.

"I mean, seriously." Peter said, his tone very serious. "I'm thinking of this. About us. You know, I love fucking you. And that might be a start. Maybe, we can figure something out together?"

She looked at him, her eyes shining. "I'd love that."

Peter nodded, and kissed her again, their tongue dancing within each other's mouths.

After some time, they broke apart, and Peter stepped back.

"Let's go," he said to her, slapping her butt.

She slowly wore her clothes and followed after him; they'd shower later.

Peter, on the other hand, summoned his clothes on his person from his [Inventory].

Then, they left, and traveled around town, hunting criminals as a date before parting ways.

A brightly lit room greeted Loki as he entered a particular room. He was wearing his regular outfit.

He donned a green tunic, with golden patches on some places. There was a big, horned helmet on his head, which was adorned with golden runes. And, of course, there was the staff in one hand.

His eyes were hidden under the helmet, but he knew that the woman in front of him could see him.

She was reading an old and thick book that was floating in front of her. There was a bowl of fruits hovering just beside her, and fruits would fly out of it, and move toward her mouth. She would eat the fruits with her hands.

Loki just watched the woman. She was beautiful and graceful.

She had long, blonde hair, and her eyes were green. Her skin was pale, but glowing, and her body was toned, without any fat at all. Her breasts were of average size and perky, her waist thin, and her hips full.

She was wearing a tight, light green dress, that hugged her curves. It was open from the chest, and there were two slits on both sides that showed plenty of legs. She wore a black tight, with golden ring-like patterns on them.

She was chewing her fruit, and occasionally drinking water out of a glass that floated in front of her, silently reading her book as she spoke.

"You do know it's improper to barge into a lady's chambers," she said. "Especially you, Loki." She glared at him with her piercing green

Loki gave a sneer, and moved his staff around menacingly.

"Lady Amora," he said, bowing like a gentleman, but there was a hidden glint in his eyes.

Amora. The Enchantress. Loki knew her quite well.

She was, supposedly, the most beautiful woman of all Nine Realms.

She had proposed to his 'dearest' brother once, but had been ruthlessly rejected. Loki knew that he could use her unhealthy obsession with his brother. Especially since she thought she and Thor were a perfect match.

Loki, himself, would agree. Both had strength, beauty, and status. A perfect match indeed.

"I have a proposision," the grin on his face grew bigger.

He loved making plans for the future. Especially his future, in which he would reign over the Nine Realms.

Loki took a step forward, and placed his staff on the floor.

"I want to help you get someone you desire. Thor."

Her eyes were a bit wide, distrustful yet hopeful. Loki knew she was interested in what he had to say.

"And you will help me with something in return," Loki said, grinning.

Lord_Kismet: I will incorporate some stories from the comics as well since MCU has been used too much in fanfics and has become quite boring now. You'll like it, that much I can vouch for. Btw, keep in mind that Amora, The Enchantress, and Sylvie - Lady Loki from MCU- are two different beings. So, don't confuse the two!

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Chapter 64

64: Gwen**

(Merry Christmas ? extra long chapter! So shower with power stone!)

Peter walked down the hallway of his school, with his backpack slung over one shoulder. He was on his way to class when he noticed a group of guys hanging out by the lockers.

Now, normally, Peter would have ignored the shit out of these suckers, but something told him not to this time. Like spider-sense, but instead of physical danger, it said something more, something he was not sure about.

So, Peter decided to go up and see what they were up to.

"Why don't you show us that again?" A voice he recognized as Flash's sounded, and Peter knew that this wasn't going to be anything good.

"W-What? What d-do you mean?"

Peter frowned.

"… Jessica?" Peter called out, and the group of boys parted for him to see who it was. And Peter knew who she was. Jessica was standing there, with a bit of fear in her eyes.

"What happened?" Peter asked.

"Nothing you should be concerned with, Parker!" Flash growled, but refrained from attacking. Peter knew the boy was afraid of him after receiving that beating.

Peter, honestly, regretted beating Flash a little. Later, he'd thought about how insignificant Flash really was in the grander scheme of things, but Peter had gotten pissed at such a boy. And to top it off, he was a teenager. Peter knew Flash's story, somewhat, and knew that this was a way to cope with feelings and emotions for Flash.

But, Peter didn't really care about him.

He walked toward them, his shoulder broader, his chest a bit puffed up. Then, he silently looked at Flash and his group of 'friends'. They didn't say a thing, and Peter let the silence stretch out for a few seconds before speaking again.

"Come on, Jessica," Peter said softly so that they had to put some effort into hearing him, and Flash took a step back.

"Let's go," Peter said, grabbing her hand as he pulled her before walking away with calm, calculated steps.

Jessica, on the other hand, lowered her head, hiding her blush. Her attention was on her hand that was being held by Peter.

'Are my palms sweaty?' She wondered, she hoped that they weren't.

Jessica was self-conscious now, and it was extremely embarrassing for her when Peter held her hand like that. Thinking of Peter, Jessica's mind wandered back to the time when Peter had fucked that police officer while she'd just stood there, watching. It made her feel dirty. Dirty in the worst way possible.

And she was a bit ashamed to admit that she'd fingered herself to the memory. The image of Peter pounding the woman's pussy filled her mind, and she felt her panties getting soaked.

"Um…" Jessica spoke up, breaking the silence between them. "Th… thank you for back there."

Peter smiled.

"You're welcome," Peter said.

Jessica lowered her head further. Why was he so fucking hot? and why was she feeling horny?

Jessica's blush grew a little, her eyes wandering about.

"So," Peter began. "Wanna talk about what happened? You've been avoiding me since that training session." Peter said, sounding a bit pained.

Jessica sighed.

"I'm sorry, Peter," Jessica apologized. She knew she shouldn't have ignored him like that. The man had made his intentions clear to her. He… liked her. At least he liked her body. That was the conclusion she'd come to by herself and her dirty mind.

The reasons behind that conclusion were simple.

He didn't talk to her, like, ever but he came to see her in the hospital. Then, when she flew in the air for the first time, he was there to save her almost as if he'd been… spying on her.

Jessica blushed at the mere thought of him spying on her.

It felt… hot for some reason.

The other reason was that he'd told her outright that he had many girlfriends and was fucking them too. And that he planned on revealing everything to Gwen as well. After that, he'd proceeded with fucking that police officer right in front of Jessica. Jessica deduced that the police officer was also one of his girlfriends.

Anyways, the reason behind Jessica thinking that he desired her body was that he'd fucked that woman in front of her so that Jessica would get a 'demo'.

"Don't apologize," Peter said, trying to make her feel better. "I was quite a bit inconsiderate back there. Even though you were there, I and Yuriko did that anyway."

Oh… so the police officer's name was Yuriko? Well, whatever. She was just another piece of ass for Peter anyways. No big deal.

"No… it's fine." Jessica said, smiling a little. "I've been feeling guilty for ignoring you all this time, but I guess I was just scared."

Peter smiled at her.

"Well, don't worry about it anymore. We can talk about it later. Whenever you want. You can just refuse. I won't mind."

"Now," his face grew serious. "How about you tell me what Flash was asking? is he bothering you?" there was a certain edge to his tone.

Jessica, for some reason, felt warm in her stomach. He… he cared about her.

"No," she hesitated. "He… he just wanted me to fly. I was practicing and he saw. I stopped using my powers after that. He still suspects, but I think he'd drop the matter since he was drunk when he saw me fly."

"Oh…" Peter frowned, his grip on her hand tightening. "Tell me if he bothers you," he told her seriously.

Jessica looked up at Peter's face and nodded.

"Thank you, Peter," she said softly.

She felt a bit weird about thanking him, but she was grateful nonetheless.

"No worries." Peter grinned at her, making her look at him a bit dreamily. She had no idea why she found him attractive, but she did. Jessica could do nothing but smile.

They continued walking to their respective classes without saying a word.

It was lunch break, and Peter was sitting alone with Gwen this time. Ned and Betty weren't in school today, both had gone somewhere, and they hadn't told Peter or Gwen anything. Michele was there, but she was as silent as usual. She wouldn't talk unless absolutely necessary.

Peter liked that about her.

"Pete," Gwen asked suddenly, a frown on her eyebrows. Cute.

Peter raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah?" he asked.

"So, are you cheating on me?" Gwen asked bluntly.

Peter's heart skipped a beat.

"What?" He asked in an incredulous tone.

"You know," Gwen said, eating her lunch. "There's been a rumor around. Jessica and you. While I don't believe it, I can't help but think like that when she's been ogling at you the whole time." Gwen said, motioning at Jessica, who was sitting at the far back, staring at Peter. She noticed them looking at her, and quickly looked away.

Peter smiled at Gwen.

"Is someone jealous?" he asked teasingly, dodging to answer. He didn't really want to lie to Gwen.

Gwen pouted, "You didn't say the rumors are false."

Peter laughed a little.

"Not true," he lied, feeling his stomach twist. He really didn't like lying, not to Gwen.

Gwen sighed.

"I'm dumb," she flashed a smile at him. "Worrying for stupid reasons."

Peter felt even worse, so he moved in and gave her a kiss, trying to distract himself with the warmth of her lips. But then he started to realize that he was actually building a relationship on lies. And he didn't want that, especially when Gwen was involved. Peter loved her, at least he'd like to think so.

"Peter!" Gwen exclaimed, pulling away, blushing a bit.

"What?" he asked. "Not like this is the first time we kissed. I mean, we've done far more than just kissing."

"There are so many people here!" Gwen huffed, annoyed.

"Like you care?" Peter grinned at her. She was so cute when she blushed like that. Peter couldn't help but feel a bit smug.

"I guess not." Gwen shrugged, then looked down. "… I love you." She blurted out suddenly.

Peter's heart leaped.

Fuck…

That feels way too weird.

"I-I see," Peter blushed, for real this time.

She hadn't said that to him yet. To be honest, Peter didn't really care if she didn't, but now that she said it, it seemed that he did care.

"I… love you too," Peter said.

Gwen smiled happily.

"I'm glad." She said. "I'll give you a surprise today."

Peter's eyes widened.

Where's his Gwen? She's been swapped!

"Oh, my fucking gosh!" Michele exclaimed from the side, her voice laced with annoyance as she stood up, slamming the table. "Get a room, you two!"

Both Peter and Gwen looked at her in confusion.

"What the fuck, Michele?" Peter asked, confused.

Michele, however, didn't seem to hear him.

"You guys, get a room!" She shouted again. "Seriously!"

Peter turned to Gwen, who was looking at her plate, as if pretending to be interested in what was on it.

"This is so annoying," Michele said and walked away, huffing.

Peter just shrugged and ate his food, ignoring the students' stares at him and Gwen.

He didn't care-

Gwen just pinched him.

"Oww!" Peter said.

After school, Peter was going to walk home when Gwen came rushing to him before hugging his arm.

"I'm sleeping with you tonight," Gwen said, smiling shyly. But she blushed when she realized how… inappropriate her words sounded.

"I… I-I mean that I will be sleeping in your house tonight!"

Peter chuckled. "It's fine, no need to feel embarrassed. Why are you even embarrassed about that in the first place? " Peter asked. "You're my girlfriend."

"Yes, but-"

"Go sleep in my bed." Peter interrupted, grinning. "No one's gonna say anything."

Gwen blushed.

"Actually," Peter said, pondering. "Your dad might." he appeared uncertain. "Did you even ask from him? he won't mind?"

Gwen nodded, "He didn't mind me sleeping over."

"Cool," Peter grinned.

They both got to his house, and since May wasn't home yet, Peter hugged Gwen the moment he enter. Then, he picked her up in a princess carry, and walked to his room.

"P-Peter!" Gwen shouted, blushing.

"I'm not wasting even a minute." He said, breathing against her neck.

"I…" Gwen gulped. "I haven't even showered-"

"Oh we'll shower, all right." Peter smiled at her.

He walked into the bathroom with her, and stored his and her clothes in the [Inventory]. Both were naked, and Peter admired her beauty with wide eyes.

She was truly beautiful, with pale skin, long hair, and a slim figure. Her breasts were small, but perky, and her ass was round and firm.

"You're so sexy," Peter whispered, his hands on her hips.

Gwen, even though embarrassed, tried to keep a strong front. "S-so, what do you say we do?" she asked, staring at his naked figure. They were both completely naked, and he was hard as a rock.

"Anything you want," Peter said, smiling.

Gwen bit her lower lips, and Peter couldn't control himself, looking at this hot seductress. Seriously, the way she could seduce him without doing anything.

Peter's breath was hot, and his eyes were hazy. He leaned forward kissing her. His hands went to her waist, and he kissed her hungrily. Gwen moaned into his mouth, and she wrapped her arms around him.

They kissed for a while, and then Peter pushed her against the cold tiles. His hands wandered on her body, his cock poking her bare belly.

"Let me fuck you," Peter murmured against her lips, pushing his tongue inside her mouth.

"O-okay," Gwen gasped.

Peter grabbed her one leg, and brought it up. He lined his cock against her pussy while kissing her hungrily. Gwen hugged his neck tightly as Peter moved in slowly, pressing against her warm tightness.

Peter groaned, and rubbed his tip against her clit. Gwen's moan vibrated through him, arousing him further.

Peter pressed in more, his full length entering her body. Gwen let out a surprised cry, her eyes widening as Peter buried his entire shaft within her.

"Ahn~!" Gwen moaned, grabbing onto Peter's shoulders. Peter groaned as he felt that sweet tightness wrap around his dick.

"Shh," Peter shushed her, sealing her lips with his mouth as the water poured down on their bodies.

Peter started thrusting in and out of her, his pelvis slapping against hers each time. Gwen's moans grew louder, and Peter felt her squeezing him tighter. Her legs wrapped around him, holding him close, and her thighs trembled every time he thrust in and out of her.

Peter pulled away from her, and kissed her neck. Gwen moaned, and wrapped her arms around him.

"Harder~!" Gwen whimpered. "Fuck me harder~!"

"You want me to pound you?" Peter asked, smirking at her. "I can't go any harder."

"H-How about you fuck my ass~?" Gwen asked, biting her lip.

Peter froze.

What the hell? How did she get so bold again?

He started to pull out, but Gwen's legs stopped him.

"Don't stop~!" She whispered, her face flushed red.

Decide what you want first, girl?

Peter hesitated, but then he looked down at her. He saw her cheeks stained with her arousal, and her blue eyes glaring at him with lust. It was clear that she wanted it.

Peter smirked, and began moving in and out of her. The sudden pleasure made Gwen gasp, and she squeezed his shoulders tighter.

Peter couldn't hold himself back anymore, and he kept thrusting in and out of her. Gwen dug her nails into his shoulders, and bit her lower lips.

"Ahhh~! F-Fuck me harder! Oh god, yes!" Gwen screamed. "Oh my God, I'm gonna cum!"

Peter groaned, and he shoved in deep. He held himself there, letting himself enjoy the tightness around his shaft. He clenched his teeth, feeling Gwen's insides flex around him.

"AHHH!" Gwen cried out, her voice thick with passion. "I'M CUMMING!"

Peter gritted his teeth, holding himself within her until he felt Gwen's vagina contracting around his cock. When she finished, Peter pushed all the way in, burying himself to the base.

"Hah!" Peter grunted. "I-I'm…" he paused, unable to speak.

His cock had never felt so good before. It was tight as hell, and the pleasure was overwhelming.

And Gwen was still gripping him, even after her orgasm, her fingers digging into his shoulders.

Peter groaned, and thrust into her again and again, wanting to prolong this pleasure for as long as possible. He finally reached his limit, and he came inside her.

"YAAAAAH!" Peter yelled, his orgasm ripping through him.

Gwen's eyes rolled back, and she gripped him tighter.

"Mmf…" Peter panted, his hips jerking. "Fucking amazing…"

"Mmph…" Gwen weakly replied as her own orgasm washed over her. "I-I…" she sighed. "I… I…"

Peter had stopped moving, and he just stared at her. She was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her body was glistening wet, and Peter could see his white semen leaking out of her.

So fucking hot.

He sealed her lips with his again, and started shoving his tongue In her mouth. Gwen moaned and kissed him back. After that, Peter just picked her up, turned off the shower, and moved to his bed, all while his cock was inside her pussy, rock hard. Every time he took a step, Gwen would shudder.

She was super sensitive at the moment, and Peter's cock hitting her womb entrance with every step only made her feel hazier with pleasure.

Stopping in front of his bed, Peter put her down, not caring about his bedsheet which was getting wet. He moved in and out of her, slowly, as he kissed and licked her body. Her lips, neck, breasts, stomach, thighs, and ass- he touched them all. Gwen's moans grew louder, and she held onto him tightly while moaning into his mouth.

Then, he stopped, and moved out of her. Gwen whined in protest, feeling his cock slipping out of her.

Peter turned her over, and pulled her ass up. Then, he moved towards her cute little butthole before he started sucking on it.

"Mmph~!" Gwen gasped, her cheeks flushing red. "N-no! Don't do that!"

"Do what?" Peter asked, smirking. "It feels so good~"

He teased her butt, rubbing it gently with his fingers.

"I-it's… ! It's dirty there!" Gwen cried, looking behind, but Peter pushed her head down with his hand, while he kept licking her butthole.

Peter didn't really care, he'd cast a [Cleanse] spell on her.

So, he shoved his tongue in without any hesitation, making Gwen gasp.

"Mm!" Gwen moaned. "It's so nice~"

Peter continued to lick her butthole, feeling her muscles relax around him. Then, at long last, he moved back. Gwen moved her butt back, whining slightly at the loss of pleasure.

"Calm down, girl," Peter whispered against her neck, rubbing his cock on her pussy for lubricant before moving it up and lining it against her butthole.

"W-Wait!" she said. "It's too big, I don't think it will fit!"

"Trust me." Peter chuckled. "I've been here before."

With that, he pushed into her butt.

Gwen let out a surprised yelp, and her eyes widened as she felt something touching her ass. But her body quickly adapted to it, and soon she was moaning as Peter entered her butt.

"Mmm~!" Gwen groaned. "Oh- M-More, please!"

Peter smiled, and he began to move. Gwen was so tight, and her ass was even tighter. Her anus clamped onto his cock, massaging his shaft. He kept thrusting in and out of her, feeling her heat seeping through his cock.

The sensation was unlike anything he ever felt before. He was pounding into her butt like crazy, and Gwen's moans grew louder and louder, until they filled his ears.

Peter couldn't take it, and he gave a loud grunt as he came inside her. A blast of hot semen shot into her tight virgin ass.

Gwen moaned loudly as well, and her butt spasmed around his cock.

Peter gave one last thrust, and then he pulled out. He sprayed her butt with even more seed, making her squirm in delight.

Peter smirked, and then he leaned in, kissing her neck.

"Mmph~" Gwen moaned softly. "That was amazing…"

"My pleasure." Peter grinned, then he lay down beside her, wrapping his arms around her.

"I love you," Peter whispered, kissing her forehead.

"I love you too," Gwen replied.

JOIN my Pa treon family!

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Chapter 65

65: Aunt May **

Maybelle "May" Parker was really surprised when she got home.

More specifically, when she got near Peter's room. She was going to go in and have a nice time, but what she saw made her blush.

Peter was rocking Gwen from behind, fucking her in the ass, and she was moaning like a bitch as he did so. May knew that she shouldn't be there, that she should leave, but she couldn't help herself. She opened the door slightly, and sat down against the wall, peeking inside his room, staring at her nephew fucking his girlfriend while she pleasured herself on the other side of the door.

She watched for a few minutes, before she became too aroused, and began to masturbate again. May had always wanted to see her nephew fuck Gwen, to see what it looked like, and now she finally got her wish. It wasn't quite how she imagined it would be, with a little girl, but she couldn't complain about the results.

May didn't know how much longer they were going to keep doing this, and if they did, she wasn't sure that she could watch anymore. The whole thing was just wrong on so many levels, but it felt right at the same time.

After a bit, Peter slowed down, and let Gwen get off of him. He slid out of her ass, some of his cum seeping out of her butt while he sprayed some ropes on her ass. May's finger was in her pussy as she watched him lay down next to Gwen, kissing her forehead.

May was stunned when Gwen's eyes caught her looking.

Both of girl's eyes widened, and then they both blushed.

May shut the door, and quickly got up, and ran to her room before masturbating like crazy again.

Fuck.

"P-Peter!" Gwen cried out, "I… I think Aunt May was there"

Peter froze before grinning internally.

What a fucking voyeur.

"You must be seeing things after such a hard 'session'. May won't be home for a few more hours." Peter lied, so that she wouldn't feel embarrassed.

Gwen was skeptical but nodded her head.

"Yes…" She whispered. "Probably."

"Anyway," Peter whispered. "We still have lots to do."

Gwen blushed, but she wasn't backing down again. Not anymore.

After Peter was done with Gwen, and she was asleep, Peter kissed her on the forehead, and sneaked out of the room before making his way to Aunt May's room.

He knocked on the door, and waited for a moment.

Aunt May came walking out of her bedroom, her hair messy, and her clothes disheveled slightly, a huge blush covering her face.

Peter grinned, getting inside before closing the door. Then, he pushed Aunt May against the door, his hands gripping her butt tightly.

"Was aunty staring at nephew fuck another woman?" he asked innocently as her blush grew.

"Ah- you see Peter, um, I…"

Peter barked in laughter, and closed the gap between them, kissing her on the lips like the hungry beast he was.

"Chill, I'm kidding. You can watch all you want." He whispered against her lips before she hugged him by the neck and started kissing. She licked his lips, and he parted them, giving her way to enter. May did, sucking and kissing him hungrily.

They kissed for a long time, and by the end of it, both were breathless.

Then, Peter just started undressing her manually, it'd become a bit boring doing it with [Inventory]. Peter wanted to do this himself for once.

Peter moved to the bed, his hands gripping her butt while he kissed her hungrily. Peter threw her on bed, and started kissing her neck, and her cheek, then he nibbled on her earlobe. May moaned, sighed, and arched her back, feeling pleasure from such simple acts.

"Ahh," she moaned, gripping his firm back as he went down to her chest. In a moment, her clothes were off, and he was kissing her breasts, kneading them, gripping them, shaping them to his desire.

Then, Peter moved his mouth down, and started sucking her nipples, biting teasingly. May arched her back farther, sighing, moving her hips, trying to her clit somewhere to stimulate.

Peter didn't let her, instead, he continued playing with her books, and when he was done, he went down to her tummy, kissing every part. He gripped her ass from the sides, bringing her up as his mouth moved down to her pussy.

Peter gave a lick.

"Ahn~"

May moaned aloud, which only made Peter even more aroused. He'd just fucked Gwen, but he wasn't tired at all, his cock was standing tall, painfully so, desiring a hole. A hole he would give soon enough.

After he was done sucking on her, Peter moved up and kissed her again. May reciprocated the kiss, not caring about her love juices on his lips or mouth. May kissed him hungrily, and Peter moved up slightly, adjusting his cock head on her pussy lips.

She was ready.

May was wet enough. More than enough. And Peter didn't think he needed anything else.

So, he lined his cock, and pressed.

May moaned into the kiss, feeling his cock expanding her pussy walls. Peter moved until his cock was fully in. Then, he waited for a bit, and activated [Erection]. He knew it was probably going to hurt since his cock would be quite big in both size and grith, but he wanted to use [Erection] since it made him feel more.

Peter felt her cry vibrate through the kiss as she squirmed, her eyes widening, bulging. She shuddered at the size, and the vibrations that hit her deeply, quite literally so. Peter waited for her to get adjusted to his size.

While normally, [Adjustable Penis] made it so his cock would fit every pussy, and adapt to every size for optimal pleasure for both sides, using [Erection] was enough to break this skill and enlarge his penis up and beyond that any woman would scream his names out.

And that was exactly what was going to happen.

"Peter!" May screamed his name with wide eyes and tongue out of her mouth as he activated the vibration full throttle and started pounding her pussy hard.

She couldn't take what he was giving her. He'd been never this rough with her. She was only human; Peter knew that she could even die if he wasn't careful. But thankfully, due to [Intimate Healing] Peter could fuck any girl as hard as he wanted, with as big a dick as he wanted.

They'd heal.

Peter moved back, his cock slipping out of her hole. May gasped, gripping the bedsheet tightly, gasping, crying, screaming, and moaning. Peter struck down, his shaft moving with full force, thudding against her defenseless pussy, making loud squelching sounds as her love juices went haywire, spraying everything out for extra lube as she squirted.

Her thighs jiggled, but their jiggle wouldn't even complete before he thrust again.

Her stomach fat, which was just a small amount Peter deemed cute, would ripple with every thrust, showing the outline of his cock in her stomach.

Dayum…

That was way hotter than Peter could have ever expected.

He wondered how it would feel if he could get an X-ray vision like those hentai. Invisible… wait, Susan Storm?

Peter grinned.

Looks like he'd have to meet the FF soon.

But that was for later.

He had many plans and projects to consider first.

But even before that, Peter had an aunt to fuck her brains out.

Peter continued ramming her pussy.

"PE-TE-ER~" May moaned, hiccupping when every thrust hit her deepest parts.

"Fuck May," Peter groaned, moving faster as he kissed her hungrily shoving his tongue inside as she moaned at his thrusts.

After her countless orgasms, Peter finally let his cock spasm a few times, shooting ropes of cum inside her as he stopped in his motion, letting everything out. Then, he slipped his cock out, slowly. It was big due to [Erection], way big. And Peter was a bit surprised how May could even take it.

As his cock slipped out with audible squelches, and a pop sound, Peter stared at the ample amount of semen that spurted out of her pussy.

"Oh fuck," May sighed, moaning, her breast heaving up and down as she breathed heavily.

"That was the roughest session I've ever had," she said, her eyebrows knit strongly.

"Was it bad?" Peter asked, kissing her neck, and moving up to her earlobe, giving it a lick and a nibble.

"No~" May moaned, squirming. "I like it rough~"

"Hmm?" Peter chuckled and lied down beside her. "Let's see what you've got." He said to her.

May bit her lower lip, giving him a sly look before she stood up and sat on his stomach, In a reverse-cowgirl position. Peter grabbed her waist as she moved up a little, gripping his solid rock cock with wide eyes.

"Why is it…" May said. "So… big?"

'Classic,' Peter chuckled but didn't answer, instead, he gave her a hard slap on the butt. To which she moaned aloud and lined his cock on her pussy. Then, she rubbed it on her pussy.

"Peter," she said suddenly. "Gwen's just in the other room…"

"Don't worry," Peter reassured. Though he wasn't able to hold it in, his cockhead was briefly in her pussy, and he couldn't stop himself. So, he grabbed her waist, and slammed her down on his cock, splitting her pussy with his cock in a single long stroke.

"FUCK!"

Though it seemed that he didn't just split her pussy, but penetrated her womb too.

Peter stiffened slightly, with a worried look on his face as he stared at May, whose shoulders were trembling a little.

He wondered if it hurt.

So, to nullify her pain and dull her senses, Peter activated [Beast's Scent] and [Sexual Boost]. May stopped for a few seconds, but moaned loudly as she started bobbing up and down on his cock, her ass rippling as she slammed on his cock hard.

His cock penetrated her womb with every stroke and May threw her head back, enjoying the pleasurable sensation that was pain that dulled to something nonsensical, and addicting.

Peter sighed, and let her fuck him. May continued this for a while, before her thighs shuddered, she tightened around him, and squirted.

Peter grabbed her ass, and pulled her up a little, then, he started moving, thudding her pussy again and again.

The room was filled with the noise of their sex, their moans, May's screams, and the sound of flesh hitting flesh.

All in all, Peter enjoyed the night very much, and so did May.

Felicia Hardy wasn't particularly happy today.

Her bitch of a mother worked for another criminal.

Felicia's mom was a lawyer, and she helped criminals get away with crimes they committed.

At least, that was what she believed.

And recently, her mom had helped this big bald guy get scot-free even though he committed a crime. Sold drugs, was an underlord and so much more.

Though the part that upset Felicia was that her mom did not know who this man was, at all. She just helped him like all her other customers.

Felicia knew the man well enough, though. He was quite famous in their circle. And since she was a criminal, technically, she knew him too.

And she also knew that it would hard for her mother now.

She helped him once, he'd ask her again.

And it would continue just like that.

Her mother would continue being the lawyer, helping that man get away with stuff without even knowing who he was.

Felicia wanted to do something about that man, but she couldn't do a thing.

How could she?

He wasn't like any other criminal her mom helped-by which Felicia means that her mom won the case for them as their lawyer.

He was a dangerous man.

A very dangerous bald man.

King Pin.

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Chapter 66

66: Indecision *

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Peter sighed In bliss, gripping May's ass as he lay there without a care in the world. But recalling that he had Gwen just in another room while he was enjoying his time with aunt May made him feel a little bad for Gwen.

Peter didn't know how he could be so bipolar, but it was what it was, he couldn't really do anything about it.

Anyways, Peter stood up, and kissed May on the lips and forehead before leaving the room, walking to his room where Gwen was sleeping. He got in and slumped on the bed beside her, hugging her waist gently but firmly.

Gwen mumbled something in her sleep and snuggled closer to him while Peter caressed her tummy.

He had decided, he was going to 'befriend' Stark, make it so that Tony would trust him, enough to not reveal his identity, and then, Peter would take Gwen to him.

Now, Tony wasn't a 'doctor' by any means. Maybe Peter could even do the stuff Tony could, but Tony had resources; recourses that Peter didn't have. He felt so helpless, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Tony might help in his kid's situation though.

The child inside Gwen had stopped growing. More like, it was growing, but at a very slow pace. It was perfectly fine and healthy though, so that was good.

Peter didn't know what to do.

George and Nancy were freaking out from what Peter knew from Gwen. But they were also confused as to how the baby was still fine after all this.

Peter wanted to clarify things to George at the very least.

But 'how' was the question here. Peter couldn't just go up to him and say 'Hey, George, I'm Spider-Man, and that means the kid in Gwen's stomach is not going to be normal. That's probably why it has stopped growing but is still fine. It might come later than the human pregnancy period of nine months…'

Actually, Peter could just go and say it like that but didn't think it would work that well. So, Tony was his best bet.

… Wait.

Peter facepalmed.

There was Ancient One. Right, Peter could just fucking go to her and ask. She was freaking old; she'd know something at least. Maybe something that could help him. He could be at ease. And even though Gwen was showing a strong front, she was even more anxious than him.

She was going to be a mother. Peter was not going to be presumptuous and say he understood a mother's heart. So, Peter could only imagine how she must be feeling about all this.

"Haah," Peter sighed, and hugged her tighter, waiting for sleep to knock on his consciousness.

Peter woke up to a warm sensation enveloping his being.

His eyes fluttered open, and he groaned. What was happening?

He frowned and looked down, finding a blonde sucking on his cock like a lollipop with her eyes closed. She seemed to be enjoying herself. So, Peter let her do what she wanted. Gwen bobbed her head up and down, giving licks and strokes to his cock.

Feeling him stir awake, she opened one eye to gaze at him, moving her head down, taking his whole thing deep inside her mouth, making it hit the back of her throat. Tears welled up on her eyes, but she didn't stop, and instead continued applying pressure, until Peter couldn't control himself as his hands grabbed her head, pushing her down on his cock, cuming inside her mouth.

His cock spasmed, and Peter felt his semen seep out, shooting inside her throat as she moved up a little to drink his semen. Gwen drank with an audible gulp, which was so hot that Peter couldn't control himself, and then she continued licking his cock clean of any cum.

After she was done with the shaft, she sucked on his cockhead, gave it a few teasing licks, that elicited shudders from his thighs, and moved back, grinning at him from ear to ear.

"Damn girl," Peter huffed slightly. "That was quite the surprise."

Not really, Peter had just been caught a bit off guard. But this was a pleasant surprise. Peter wouldn't mind getting used to this at all, in fact, he could get used to it. Maybe after he marries Gwen he could ask her to wake him up like this every morning.

"Good morning sleepyhead." Gwen purred at him; a bit sleepy herself as she moved up to him. Peter kissed her without a care in the world. After they were done with their morning rituals, Peter and Gwen made it to school together.

The school day was boring as ever, but Peter didn't care about that. After school, Jessica approached him.

"Um, Peter?" She asked after talking to him about normal stuff for a bit.

"Hmm?"

Jessica scratched her neck, a small blush on her face. Seriously, is this girl ever not embarrassed around him?

"Um, can you t-train me again?" she asked, way too flushed for some reason. Probably remembered him fucking Yuri or something.

Peter didn't care though.

"Sure."

"Huh?" she stared at him a bit dumbfoundedly.

"What?" Peter made a face.

"I mean, that's it?"

"What is it?"

"I ask and you do it?"

"Duh," Peter poked her forehead. "You're not asking anything difficult. And besides, I'm the one who said that if you ever wanted training, I'd be there."

"Oh-ok…" she looked away.

Seriously, why is this girl so fidgety and blushy around him?

'If you like me, just say it out loud. I won't bite, not yet.'

Peter got near an alleyway and grabbed her wrist, dragging her in there before opening a portal to the warehouse and going through.

When there, he just focused on training her without saying or doing anything inappropriate.

Meanwhile, a certain white-haired cat burglar had seen everything happen from a distance.

She was walking home when she saw Peter Parker walking with this one particular girl. Being the victim of a sexual assault-that she managed to escape from without even a scratch-Felicia wanted to go and save the girl.

Now, this might just be her mind making spicy things up, but Felicia wasn't planning on letting Jessica suffer.

So, she jumped up on a building and started following them.

For the most part, Jessica wasn't retaliating when Peter dragged her by the wrist.

Though it wasn't really surprising since the girl had a crush on Peter, that much Felicia knew pretty well. But, Felicia thought that even If Jessica had a crush on Peter, that did not give him the right to fuck her. Assault her.

Felicia moved faster.

Though when she got near them, Peter and Jessica vanished into golden light.

Felicia gritted her teeth.

"What the Shit?!" she jumped down from the building?

Where did they go?!

What did just happen?!

Felicia was confused.

Where did they go?!

What was that golden thingy?!

'It was so shiny too, so much that I wanna steal-'

Felicia slapped her cheeks, kneading them.

"Get your shit together, Fel, not the time to fuck around."

She needed to investigate.

Jessica might be in danger.

Peter needed some thorough investigation of his background.

Felicia narrowed her eyes.

Meanwhile, Peter was training Jessica without a care in the world that Felicia had seen him teleport. He knew, of course, that someone was watching him.

But Peter being Peter, knew who it was, and didn't care. In fact, it was better this way since, well, curiosity can kill the 'cat'.

The killing in this case is getting caught in the trap of Peter Parker, in which he will fuck her brains out, and fall for him in the process.

Actually, that was for later.

For now, Peter would be 'training' Jessica.

"Um, Peter?" Jessica said when they stopped.

"Yes?" Peter asked, staring her fidgety self.

Why was she like this today?

She'd been somewhat distracted.

"I," she took a deep breath and bit her lower lip, her face blushing. "I've t-though about t-that." She said, stuttering a little.

"Thought about what?" Peter asked, already having an inkling about where she was getting at.

"I…" she sighed. But then, her eyes lit up with an idea. "I can't tell you here. How about we go to a certain place for a date? Nothing romantic, just as friends."

Interesting.

Peter frowned slightly, but he was smiling internally. This would be interesting to see. How will she talk to him exactly?

"Where?" Peter asked, biting back a smirk.

Jessica blushed, "XXXXX at 7 pm."

"When?"

"I don't know… But I'll tell you when I'm ready."

"Ho?"

Peter chuckled, watching her run out of the basement. Peter just opened a portal in front of her. The portal led to an alley near her house.

He wouldn't let her wander off again; she could use his portal.

After she was gone, Peter himself opened a portal to Kamar-Taj, and stepped through to ask Ancient One about his kid's condition.

That woman, Yao was her name if he remembered correctly, was very old. She might have some kind of clue as to what was happening to his kid. Peter wanted to know what was happening too, and that was exactly why he was here to meet her.

If there was a problem, he'd solve it so that his child wouldn't have any problem when it was eventually born, after however many months or years it might want to take to come out.

He walked to the place where she usually was at, without stopping. No one stopped him since he was a regular there. So, Peter silently walked to her, and knocked the room door.

- Knock!

- Knock!

"Come in," her voice sounded.

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Chapter 67

67: A New Threat?

Peter walked into the room, and there she was, sitting on her usual place. On a cushion no less, brewing tea in a kettle.

"Good evening, apprentice Spider." She said.

Peter made a face under the mask. 'Good evening?'

"No time difference?"

"Of course there is. Please take a seat." She said, gesturing to the cushion in front of her. There was a table in between.

Peter just sat down there, staring at her as she poured a cup of tea for him.

"As for the difference in time. It is different, very much so." She sipped from her cup, closing her eyes to relish the taste. "But isn't it evening for you?"

"I suppose," he shrugged, getting the cup before willing his mask to disappear from his mouth. Then, he took a sip; it was hot, sweet, and a bit bitter. There was a lingering aftertaste though, and Peter enjoyed it very much.

Both sat there, drinking their tea without saying anything else, enjoying the moment. Tea was like that; it had an effect on people.

"Anyways," Peter said, after he was done relishing the taste. "I want to know something."

"You always do," The Ancient One said, her mouth on the cup.

Peter winced slightly.

It was true, he only came here to meet her whenever he had something to ask. He hadn't met her otherwise, like, ever.

Damn, he feels bad now.

"Don't feel bad for an oldie like me," Ancient One chuckled, smiling. "And tell me why you're here for."

"Oh, well, how should I say it." Peter organized his thoughts. "My partner is pregnant."

"Oh," she raised an eyebrow. "Congratulations, I suppose."

"Thank you," Peter sighed. "There is a problem though."

"The baby and the mother are both fine, but the baby has stopped growing."

Ancient One creased her eyebrows, sipping her tea.

"I think it might be because its mother and I are not humans. So, it could be that the pregnancy period is longer, or that the babies stop growing for a while. It could be anything, but I'm worried. And that's why I came to you, wondering if-"

"Wondering If I know something." Ancient One completed for him, fully concentrated on her tea while her mind wandered about to find information about this matter.

Peter waited silently drinking tea. It was good, and… calming. No wonder she drank this so much, it helped calm you down.

"There have been similar cases before," she said suddenly. "But…" she frowned. "I might need to look into some old books, apprentice Spider." She said, standing up.

She brought her hands forward to open a portal.

"In any way," she stopped, and gazed at him. "You shouldn't worry. It should be nothing of concern."

"I hope so," Peter muttered, staring at her walking into the portal and vanishing inside.

The portal closed behind her, leaving nothing but golden sparks behind, even those dimmed before vanishing after a few seconds.

Peter just sat there, thinking, while sipping his tea from time to time.

He should definitely learn how to brew.

Felicia Hardy was pissed.

After Peter and Jessica vanished into some glittery golden light, Felicia ran around in the near vicinity of that place, trying to find where they went.

However, she couldn't find them. They were nowhere to be seen. Felicia was extremely worried for Jessica. Yes, she was worried. She knew how hurtful it was, how scary it was. Felicia wanted to genuinely help Jessica if Peter was forcing her to do something.

Felicia would call the authorities, or outright cripple the bastard with her own two hands. His girlfriend, Gwen, she had a father in the police, no?

Felicia would ruin his life if something happened to Jessica.

So, Felicia didn't stop looking for her, and just like that, Felicia was walking towards the girl's home. Maybe Jessica returned home or something?

Felicia didn't want to go to her own house today, not until she made sure Jessica was safe.

It wasn't just for Jessica, as Felicia had nothing to do with the girl and didn't know her, but Felicia wanted to help Jessica just because she could. And that it felt right. From within her, she wanted to do this.

She chuckled; tryna be a hero are we?

How ironic, she was against the idea just a while ago, and now, look at her worrying for some random girl she had a little crush on.

Yes, Felicia had a crush on Jessica, like many other girls.

She wasn't really interested in girls though, it was just that she'd closed the doors for men after that incident where that cunt tried to rápe her. She was still interested in men though, but she would never accept it.

So, as she was bisexual in the first place, Felicia had started leaning more toward girls than boys. Her likeness for girls only increased after she witnessed how boys her age acted. Immature, horny, full of hormones, and some were outright pathetic to look at since they were so very desperate for some pussy.

Felicia despised that kind with her heart.

And just like that, while she pondered in her mind and walked to Jessica's home on the outside, Felicia stopped when she was near the girl's house.

Felica sighed, brought herself out of her mind, and stared at the house. She jumped up on a building and started monitoring. Oh, she was in her "Black Cat" outfit. Anyways, after spying- or more appropriately, monitoring the house for a while, Felicia realized that Jessica wasn't home yet.

Felicia ground her teeth.

Where was this girl?!

Felicia wanted to go and look for her, but she didn't since she knew that she couldn't really find Jessica in this big city alone.

So, she waited, there on the rooftop. She waited for when Jessica would arrive.

And sure enough, the girl did arrive, just like she'd left.

Near the house, something golden flashed. Since Felicia was a burglar, she could swiftly recognize this color in her vision. Felicia quickly bolted and stared in that direction.

A human size circle was hovering in the air, sparks of golden light spreading all across the ground before dimming and vanishing. Felicia stared at it with wide, glittering eyes.

Her mouth was watering a little, and her toes were curling in her shoes. More so, she had this funny feeling in her stomach.

She stared at the golden circle.

"Aww," Felicia squealed. "I want it so bad~"

And it vanished, making her blink in panic.

Where did it go?! Where?!

Felicia purred dangerously, but then her eyes landed on Jessica's running figure with a flustered look on her face.

"Oh…"

Felicia blinked, remembering why she was there in the first place. And even though she wanted to own that circle thingy, wanted to steal it, she fought the urge. It was a bit easy to fight the urge this time since the thing was gone.

She had it in the back of her mind, but she didn't feel compelled to steal it. So, she quickly jumped down the building, changed clothes in an alleyway, and ran to Jessica.

The girl was looking around, really confused. Felicia walked up to her and grabbed her shoulder.

"Ahh!" Jessica yelled and jumped up in the air.

Felicia's jaw dropped.

The jump in itself wasn't surprising, but the fact that Jessica was hovering in the air while flailing her arms and legs about in the air. Felicia was utterly shocked.

"WHO THE FUCK IS IT?!" Jessica squealed; hands ready in combat. But Felicia squinted, staring at the bruises the girl had on her arms, wrists, and hands.

… That fucker.

Felicia gritted her teeth, and turned around, leaving. That fucker had the guts to hurt Jessica?! The girl was so scared she jumped up like this! Had the fucker harassed her that much?!

Felicia's mind wasn't right. She wasn't the sanest right about now, or she would've stayed behind and offered Jessica some emotional support. More than anyone else, Felicia knew how Jessica must feel after getting violated.

Even though Felicia wasn't violated or ráped like Jessica, she knew how it felt to be the victim.

Felicia walked aimlessly, looking for Peter Parker.

She would beat the fucker up.

Alas, if only she knew how much she misunderstood the situation.

Meanwhile, Jessica, who had just opened her eyes, blinked. There wasn't anybody down there. So who touched her on the shoulder? Jessica cursed and flew down, landing on the ground with a soft thud.

She was able to do this much, easily.

Peter's training was worth the effort.

Jessica sighed as she landed, and started walking home. She didn't even have to knock at the door. The door opened by itself, or more particularly, it was opened by a specific someone.

Her adoptive sister.

She had her mouth agape as she stared at Jessica.

And Jessica knew.

"What the actual fuck?!"

That she was fucked and that the cat was out of the bag

Peter was swinging around the city, fighting some minor crimes.

There was one oddity he found though.

There were many criminals' dead bodies. With their heads… gone. As if it was ripped away, blown to smithereens. Peter was confused, what was happening in the city?

It seemed that it had started happening recently.

He watched the news quite scarcely, and today, he finally checked the news on his phone. And the latest news was of some murderer, who'd been killing people all around Queens and Manhattan.

It was, apparently, getting quite big on social media, especially now that Twitter was well known by, quite literally, everyone. People were blaming the government for not doing anything, and while some pathetic ass insecure bitches were on about how it was Spider-Man's fault.

Take JJJ for example.

[Spider-Menace behind the atrocities of New York! Learn the truth behind why Spider-Man has not caught the criminal yet!]

Peter chuckled.

Maybe he'd been avoiding New York for far too long. Now, personally, he didn't care in the slightest about this city or its inhabitants, but he had a fucking public image to maintain.

And that his loved ones were here too.

So, Peter needed to act quickly and find whoever this bitch was, and stop the murders.

Though Peter was a bit curious, why was this man or woman-or possibly a group-doing all this and leaving evidence behind? Although it was a whole other matter that the evidence led to nothing.

The perpetrator was a professional at whatever they were doing, but Peter didn't really understand why they'd leave behind a headless corpse.

Was it some kind of message?

Or was it some kind of threat to someone?

What was the 'goal' of this man/woman or group?

Peter didn't know shit, and it bothered him. Not knowing shit bothered him a lot. This was happening in his neighborhood, which meant that it could happen to his loved ones too.

He needed to do something about this, and he needed to do something fast.

Peter shot webs from both his wrists, they came out and latched onto the building he was climbing atop. Then, he pulled and jumped, making his way to the top.

He wanted to go up there, but his eyes caught something interesting.

So, he jumped down, diving straight toward that something which was 'interesting' to him.

One particular Black Cat.

Now that he thought of it, his eyesight was crazy if he could spot her this high up from the ground. Peter shook his head and dove with his face splitting the air like a knife going through butter and landed just beside her, forming a small crater due to the impact.

"Wassup love?" he asked, staring at her agape mouth.

Peter couldn't help but chuckle, leaning forward and closing her mouth with his hand.

"Cat got your tongue?"

Peter, or more specifically Spider-Man to her, questioned with a playful edge to his tone.