[Peter's first-person pov]

  But this weird sensation. I released the web and checked my wrists. Something hard is...

  Sprut!

  "FUG HELL!!!"

  Two cws busted out of my wrists, spttering blood everywhere in that dark snowstorm. It was so cold that I didn't feel any pain, but the throbbiion in my arms wasn't a pleasant one. I waddled under a mppost and examihem. Bckish-blue... They have a scaley texture with blood dripping from them. I sshed it on the mppost...

  [k!] It's sharp! Really, fug, sharp and it looks pretty durable too! It sliced through a post like a hot khrough butter. Holy shit! The post fell with a loud bang along with the electric wires. I dashed off toward my house, don't want to make May any more worried than necessary. I am already too te.

  While running, I noticed that my speed was way faster and my eyesight was far keener. In the blink of an eye, I was able to jump 4-6 floors at once. And it feels effortless and even... liberating! Jumping from roof to roof... From walls to posts... Ihan 30 minutes, I reached my house. Humm... My cws! I didn't even notice when they returned i is 9 pm and the neighborhood seems so quiet...

  I turoward MJ's house. Her room's light is still on. I would have paid her a visit if not for this damn storm. Well, I took out the spare key a ihe house. May was waiting in the living room with a cup of coffee in her hand, watg the news.

  "Oh, Peter..." She excimed. "Where the hell have you been? It's so te and this storm and..." She stopped the moment she noticed my bruises and the frozen blood all over my clothes. She froze for a sed before dropping the coffee. "Peter? Are you okay?? Are you hurt? Oh my God..." She cupped my cheek with a teary smile and yelled, "Why the hell were you outside, in this goddamn blizzard?!"

  "I am alright. Not hurt or anything. I got a little bit... held up," I reply slowly.

  "But..." She stammered.

  I grabbed her arms, "I am sorry for w you, Aunt May... I wao call you, but my phone is dead. I'm so sorry."

  May stared at me trying to see if I got into an act, but there wasn't a single scrate.

  "But... What's this red thing on you? And your clothes..." She asks, frowning at the stain on the arm of my torn uniform.

  "No idea. I slipped around the er. Might have got something from there," I answered feigning ignorance. "You know how clumsy I am." I shrug with an embarrassed chuckle, rubbing my neck.

  "Still, Peter... Don't ever do that again. You get it young man?" She rubbed my arms, "Now go a ed up. Take a warm bath or you will catch a cold."

  The word cold gave me a shudder. It's as if all of a sudden all the cold hit me at ond all I wanted was a warm bath and a steaming cup of coffee. I nodded a upstairs to myself, but, before that, I made sure I ed my blood-soaked uniform in a bag and locked it away in the closet. Then took a quick warm shower.

  After that, I went to my room with a towel ed around my waist. I walked in front of the mirror and checked my body carefully. Well, aside from the newly grown muscles, there aren't any other ges. I see clearly, and hear almost everything even a small fly's buzz. Suddenly, my stomach growled loudly. I am starving.

  I quickly ged my clothes ao the kit. May has already prepared our dinner for us. It wasn't anything fancy, but my taste buds were celebrating when I devoured noodles aballs. We watched the news while eating, which was filled with reports of snow storms causing various acts, including a freight train act... It went on and on...

  "So how was the b tour, Peter?" May asks suddenly.

  "It was somewhat fun," I replied, keeping the details hidden. "What about you? How was your day?"

  "Well, same old... Work and home, that's it. Although today was a half day because of the weather... Gosh, I thought it would be warmer by now..." She grumbled.

  The rest of the dinner went on like that while we talked about a lot of random things like what MJ and the others were up to tely... After we finished our meals, we decided to go to bed early.

  "Good night, May," I stretched my arms as I stood up, yawning.

  She nodded with a smile. "How about a Goodnight kiss?" She chuckled, teasing me.

  I walked over to her, leaning down slightly, I kissed her lips. So soft...

  "Goodnight, May," I said again, and this time I kissed her again. She didn't pull away either. Instead, she pressed her lips and sucked mine a little bit, sending shivers down my spi was merely less than ten seds, but her deep breathi a surge of sexual huhroughout my body. I know where this is going and I don't mind it. It's more about, what are her thoughts...

  "Goodnight, Peter. That was... Wow!" She said with a weird tone, and a slight blush crept on her cheeks. She looked at me for a couple of seds, unsure of what to say , "Well, that was good. Have sweet dreams!" She said before returning to the bedroom hurriedly.

  God damn! I did it. I kissed her and it worked. A victorious grin appeared on my face. My lips are tingling and... I noticed a slight bulge in my jeans. The memories of that day fshed before my eyes when I saw her rubbing her pussy mumbling my hat ass and boobs and her dripping pussy...

  Shit! Let's take it slow, Peter. As the saying goes, slow and steady, wins the race... Well, this one is a different rad we should approach it carefully and properly. I am just a soul ier's body, so it's alright. I told myself.

  It's fine, isn't it?

  I went to my room after cheg the locks and security around the house. I y on my bed, cheg my wrists. Hmm... Those tere fug dangerous. I have to learn how to trol them and this new power of mine. Reading a ic book and knowing the power of Spiderman is different from experieng it. It was exg but also kind of scary and... thrilling, if I am being pletely ho.

  First, learn to trol my power, then make a suit, and st but not least, beat the shit out of those vilins. One day soon, the city will have a new hero and who knows, if things go well, I might be able to join the Avengers. Then, I get those cool high-tech suits. But, right now, I wonder if my anic web has any unique properties or not...

  So, I did it. The sign that Spidey makes while shooting his webs, just like before. For a while, nothing happened, but then I noticed a tingling feeling around my wrists. Two thick, sticky strands popped out. Yes, just like that, and stuck to the ceiling fan! Nice. anic web is very ve. I don't have to worry about web shetting damaged. I could swing freely around the city using these webs... Now that's just awesome, isn't it? It has great terength and is self-created.

  Now, how about... Grabbing the web strands, I lifted myself easily above the bed, dangling upside down, hanging by my webs. Cool! Now let's try crawling on the wall... I pulled myself to the ceiling, stig firmly without falling back down. Awesome! This is so easy and fast. I crawled around my room like a little kid disc Christmas presents for the first time.

  This is amazing!

  I thought it would be hard, but I guess it's not that hard. I crawled upside down, then jumped bay bed effortlessly. All it takes is practid I will bee a professional very soon. Anyway, I am so sleepy. I yawned loudly. Well, it's already midnight and tomorrow is Saturday... Time to sleep... I'll figure out the rest ter...

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