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IM/DC Chapter 60.5
🕑 Added 2024-04-24 00:41:44 +0000 UTCPeter Parker swung back after a long day of crime fighting and just wanted to get some sleep before heading off to work at the daily bugle. Jay J. Jameson couldn’t believe that Peter Parker, his cameraman, was Spiderman and that was why he still had a job. He was also why he flew under the radar, because Jay Jameson fought the narrative that he was Spiderman at every step.
He got into a debate from an internet troll who believed that Peter Parker could be Spiderman and tore him apart. JJJ didn’t really make any arguments why Spiderman couldn’t be Peter Parker but he attacked the troll to the point he ran out of the studio crying. Even still it made Peter have to lay low for most days after and Miles picked up the slack dressing as him to prove they were two separate people.
He tossed his work bag to the side while starting to remove his costume top before he heard Aunt May scream. He rushes up the stairs and slams the door open to see something absolutely terrible. Aunt May is completely naked with a man's head between her legs. Both him and his aunt scream as they make eye contact.
The man looked up as they screamed and Peter recognized him. It was the man who saved Aunt May’s life. While we were still screaming he said something and both suddenly had their clothes on. Peter’s near photographic memory was going to have him reliving this memory for a very long time.
His brain started to click over… He had his hand again. The same hand he cut off to save Aunt May. His appearance was similar enough that Peter knew who he was but at the same time had changed enough that it was either an imposter or he was someone who could control his appearance in some way. In an off handed way Peter asked. “How’d you regrow your arm and why do you look so different?”
Focusing mostly on the man Peter didn’t notice the small but obvious changes to his Aunt. Her breasts were more pronounced, the bit of flab from aging burned away and several of her gray hairs were recolored and more vibrant than before. With that cocky smirk the man wore perpetually on his face he answered.
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I could help but chuckle at his question. “Ahh, one of my powers is biomatter control. That’s how I could fix your mom’s spine and regrow my arm eventually.” Both drew back by what I said which is exactly how I wanted them to react. If I can grow their relationship it’ll make Aunt May happier.
“Peter, your Aunt has been raising you since you were a baby. I don’t know what to call someone who loves you unconditionally like that except mother… I wish I had a second chance with my mother.” I put my acting skills to the limit as I tried to get Aunt May even more sympathetic to me. Once again as scummy as it was I wasn’t letting a beauty like May go and I’d play a few tricks to get her to fall in love with me.
I just hoped the bait of having Peter call her mom by accident now that I put it in his brain comes true. We talked again as I stealthily asked about the other attractive women of the Spider family. Silk was off in China getting training and Madam Webb was a lesbian. Felicia Hardy was still playing the thief role and trying to find out information on her father while Jessica Drew was off in Africa looking for the species of spider they used in the experiment to reverse engineer it.
That really only left Aunt May to keep a connection with him and I had already decided to start loosely dating her while being open to dating more. It was actually her suggestion as I wanted a closer relationship with her but had to settle with just fuck buddies in the end. I got a call from one of my girlfriends which led to me leaving Aunt May to explain our relationship to Peter.
A woman who’s story I hadn’t read had started working for SHIELD and got a hold of me through them. She wasn’t written very often and I didn’t know her backstory. As I took the elevator up to the same room I killed the Purple man in I’m met with an open door. Half expecting a trap I slowly walk into the same room and I’m greeted with a sight I hadn’t expected. Laying on the bed completely naked with her legs spread was a Purple woman.
Her hero name was Persuasion, the only thing I knew about her was that she was the daughter of Purple man. We sat staring at each other for a few seconds before she spoke. “You killed my father. I’d like you to fuck me in the same room he died in.” I could feel Persuasion’s pheromones trying to affect me but with biomatter control I could reverse the changes they were trying to make to my body.
It doesn’t surprise her that her powers aren’t effective against me and I could tell she wasn’t really even trying to use them on me. It was only a test. A few seconds later I gave her a smirk as I started to strip. Her smile grew as my clothes hit the floor and she began laughing as I climbed on top of her.
Hours later she breathed heavily, a sweaty mess on the crumpled sheets with a thin blanket barely covering her modesty. I sat at the edge of the bed just thinking. Things worked out well but the mind controller showed me my weakness. I was being too reactive and needed to start actively building my strength, networks and bank account. She let out a long throaty moan and asked for water.
After drinking down the entire cup she laid back down and lifted the covers exposing herself to me. With an almost hourglass body her above D cup breasts were some of the larger ones compared to others I slept with. With a smile knowing how attractive she was she seductively asked. “Come lay back down with me?” I couldn’t help but smile as I crawled under the covers with her and began round two.
