Spidey's Harem Adventure

Chapters

A Toxic Field Trip
Back To Formula
Beaten in a Flash
Two for the Price of One
A Dazzling Reward
Diamonds and Crystals
The Spider Emerges

A Toxic Field Trip

This story about you isn't for the faint of heart. If someone said your story is a happy tale, or that you were just an average guy without a care in the world, somebody lied. But this story, like every other story worth telling is all about you and a particular girl you liked since before you even liked girls. And the girl in question is known althrought Canterlot High… is Sunset Shimmer. She's everyone's favorite bacon-haired beauty and one of the most eligible bachelorettes around. Nearly every guy at Canterlot High School wanted to be her boyfriend, even you yourself.

Sadly, there are some problems with that: You're just too shy to ask her out and there was always that upstart jerk who would always pick on you every chance he got: Flash Sentry. Most guys at Canterlot High hated this cocky, overbearing bum for being with Sunset.

He wasn't an athlete though, but he was a talented guitar player with his own band. He's always hanging out with Sunset whenever she's not with her friends, the Rainbooms. And whenever Flash isn't hanging out with your crush, he's either flirting with other girls, practicing with his band or bullying you. Having this babbling, bumbling baboon mess with your lifestyle was gut-wretching, but what could you do?

As of right now, you were using every ounce of stamina just to stay with your school bus. You were banging on the door, shouting at the bus driver. "Hey! Stop the bus! Come on, open it up! This isn't funny!" However, all that shouting and banging on the door didn't do your lungs any favor, yet you kept trying. But the bus driver just kept laughing like it was a joke and kept on driving.

But then, your misery was eased when one of the girls went up to the driver saying, "Stop the bus! He's been chasing us for 4 blocks straight!" The sound of the other students groaning in disappointment pissed you off, though you were too tired to sass at them. Afterwards, you stepped on board, panting heavily. But then, you felt a crumbled up paper being thrown at you, making you glare at the other students, but all they did was laugh, trying to bask in your misery. Well... only a few of them laughed at you. The only ones who didn't laugh were Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Rarity, Applejack, Pinkie Pie and Sunset.

As much as you were glad they didn't jump in, you weren't in the mood to sit with anyone. You went to walk over towards the back of the bus and glanced over at Sunset, who sadly, was wrapped around Flash's arm and he didn't like you gawking at his "girlfriend." But Sunset never made any commitment to him.

Flash signalled for one of his band buddies and they nodded before looking at you as you were about to pass them, but you were then tripped and fell on the floor with a thud and a grunt before hearing the sound of the other students laughing at you, minus the rainbooms. Just then... "That's enough!" shouted AJ. "Y'all should be ashamed o' yerselves, pickin' on an innocent guy just fer fun! How would y'all feel if y'all were on the receivin' end o' that there damn jackass' foot?!"

Quickly, everyone shut up and then AJ helped you back on your feet. "Thanks..." you said.

"Not a problem, sugarcube. C'mere an' sit," she said, giving you a spot between her and Rarity. You sigh and sat down in the middle and didn't say anything else. "But, Anon, ya can't keep lettin' that Flash feller push ya around like that, pretty soon, yer gonna reach yer breakin' point an' you'll have to stand up to him. If ya want ma advice, teach 'im a lesson when the time is right."

"Uh... I suppose I'll... try." you replied. And so for the remainder of the drive, you said nothing. AJ didn't say anything so as not to push you into a losing battle.

Moments later, you arrived at Canterlot University. Everyone on the school bus got off and followed Vice-Principal Luna, the chaparone of the field trip. "Canterlot High Seniors! No wandering, proceed direct--" Luna called out before one of the students disrupted her speech by playing with a hacky sack. Luna caught it before giving that student a stern look, saying "Knock it off." Then directed her attention to all of the students once again and proceeded along with her speech. "Remember, it is a privilege to be here. We are guests of Canterlot University's Science Department. So behave accordingly."

As she continued, you proceeded to walk behind the group to avoid them messing with you. It's only then until you spot Sunset and couldn't take your eyes off of her. Sunset looked in your general direction with that bright, beautiful smile of hers that made you all giddy inside.

Sunset then waved and you were about to wave back... until you realized that her attention was directed at her dear friend, Pinkie Pie, who came up to her, thus feeling reality hit you like a ton of bricks. You turned your attention back to Luna after that little celebration was short-lived. "Let's not have a repeat of our trip to the planetarium, now come along, students. Proceed up the steps and into the building." With a sigh of defeat, you followed the other up to the Univsersity.

While you were walking, a car parked by the entrance and inside, two people were talking. "Hey driver, can you drop me off around the corner please?" said a male voice inside the car.

Inside the car, 4 people were inside. One was the driver, the others in the back were two boys and a girl who happened to be siblings. The girl on the right-hand side of the car was Gloriosa Daisy, the proud and sweetest owner of Camp Everfree. Sitting in the middle was her little brother, Oak Splinter and on the left was his older brother, Timber Spruce, who owns a large company known as SpruceCorp. Timber looked at Oak with a confused look on where he'd like to be dropped off.

"Why, buddy? The entrance is right there," Timber pointed out.

"Bro, these are public school kids, I'm not showing up for the field trip on the Rolls," Oak said, unamused and annoyed, obviously overreacting. Timber and Gloriosa looked at each other with concern since their little brother has had some trouble with the other schools Timber enrolled him in. His older siblings were in charge of looking after him because of their parents getting killed in a car crash. It's been a tough 7 years for them ever since they lost their loving parents, but Oak was probably affected the most.

"So... what, you want me to trade my car for a Jetta just because you flunked out of every private school I ever sent you to?" Timber asked, trying to resolve the matter as best he could.

"It wasn't for me!" Oak said, obviously ticked by the fact that his brother brought up those incidents. Recently, Oak had been kicked out of at least 3 private high schools with Crystal Prep being one of them. Mostly because he never really fit in with the stuck-up rich kids. So, he either got failing grades on purpose or by accident and even picked fights with kids who made fun of him.

"Of course it was," Timber said, trying to encourage him. "Don't ever be ashamed of who you are."

"I never said I was ashamed of who I am," Oak rebutted, deadpanned. "It's just..." Oak tried to find the right words, but couldn't come up with anything.

"Just what, Oak?" Timber asked.

"Oh, forget it, I'll just go," Oak replied, looking at his sister. Gloriosa opened the door and got out. Oak hopped out of the car and she hugged him before she climbed back in.

"Have fun with your new classmates, Oak," Gloriosa said before closing the door.

"Anon!" Oak called out. You turned around and smiled, seeing your best friend walk up to you.

"Hi Oak," you replied. You and Oak both began walking up the stairs until...

"Oak!" called out Timber. You and your friend stopped and turned back around, seeing Timber walk up to your friend with his backpack, which he forgot. "Won't you be needing this?" He hands him the backpack before Oak explains who his brother is to you.

"Uh, Anon, may I introduce my older brother, Timber Spruce."

"I've heard so much about you," Timber said, shaking your hand. You were using everything in your power to make sure you didn't freak out as you knew about the company Timber was in charge of.

"It's a great honor to meet you, sir," you replied.

"No need for the "sir," just call me Timber. Oak tells me you're quite the science whiz," Timber said. "You know, I'm something of a scientist myself."

"I've read all of your research on nanotechnology. Really brilliant," you said.

"And you understood it?" Timber asked, impressed with your interest in his life's work.

"Yes, I wrote a paper on it," you confirmed.

"Impressive. Your parents must be very proud," he praised with a small smile. Though, at the mention of your parents, you felt a slight pinch on your heart and not the good kind, but you brushe it off and told him about who's really looking after you at the moment.

"Actually, I live with my aunt and uncle, but yeah they're proud."

"Anon, Oak, let's not waste any time," Luna called out. You gave Timber one last handshake and walked towards your classmates with Oak next to you.

"He doesn't seem so bad," you said.

"Yeah, not if you're a genius," Oak joked, making you and him chuckle.

Inside Canterlot University, one of the top students of the establishment was giving you and your classmates a tour around the spider research lab.

"There are over 32,000 known species of spider in the world," the woman explained while walking everyone through the research lab. "They're in the order "Araneae," divided into three suborders." while she explained, you look up and gazed in amazement, pointing over at the big microscope in the middle of the lab, thus piquing Oak's curiosity a little bit.

"This is the most advanced electon microscope in Canterlot," you whispered quietly.

While the lady explained more about the creepy crawlers, Sunset was getting uncomfortable around Flash and broke free from his arm to get some air. "Arachnids from all three groups possess varying strengths which help them in their constant search for food. For example, the Delena spider, family Sparassidae, has the ability to jump to catch its prey."

For the moment, you pulled out your camera and asked her, "School paper?"

"Mhmm," she nodded. With her permission granted, you focused your lens on the spider she showed and zoomed in to get a clear shot. Just when you had it, one of the bums behinds you nudged you right before you snapped the photo, making you glare at them. But they just chuckled about it.

'Fucking bastards,' you thought.

Sadly, you didn't have enough time to snap another shot and moved on to the next spider. "Next, we have the net web spider, family Filistatidae, genus Kukulcania. It spins an intricate funnel-shaped web whose strands have a tensile strength proportionately equal to the type of high-tension wires used in bridges," the woman explained as the spider inside demonstrated it's skills.

You aimed your camera at the spider and attempted to take a photo of it, but the same bum nudged you, making you growl in annoyance.

"Hey, leave him alone," Oak intervened, noticing your distress. The guys picking on you didn't seem to care and only made it worse by provoking your friend.

"Or what?" Bully #1 asked.

"Or his brother'll fire your father," Bully #2 answered jokingly, earning a high-five from the two scumbags behind you before Bully #2 grabbed your buddy's shirt collar while he still death glared at him ready to tear him limb from limb, or even worse. "What's big brother gonna do, sue me?"

Before things could escalate even further, Luna stepped in, "What is going on here?" Luna asked, silencing the bozos who were giving you and Oak a hard time. "The next person who talks will fail this course, now stop with this nonsense at once. I kid you not." she warned.

The bullies finally backed off and proceeded along with the tour. The woman who was giving it began explaining to the entire class, "This spider hunts using a set of reflexes with nerve-conduction velocity so fast that some researchers believe it borders on precognition. A spider-sense." While explaining that, you and Oak took a look at one of the other spiders in one of the other cages.

"Hey, look at that spider," he whispered.

"Some spiders change colors to blend into their environment," you whispered. "It's kind of like a of defense mechanism they use."

"Anon, what makes you think I would want to know that?" Oak asked, bored.

With the tour going on, you and Oak see Sunset, who's focused on the spiders in glass cages. You and Oak talked amongst each other, arguing about who should talk to her. You were far too shy to talk to Sunset, even though you were madly in love with her. So, you insisted that Oak chatted with her. He rolled his eyes and went over to talk to Sunset.

"Disgusting," Sunset said, looking at the spiders.

"Yeah, hateful little things," Oak replied, trying to get on her good side.

"I love them," she said, thus making Oak look like a fool.

"Yeah, me too," Oak said, looking even more stupid. Sunset turned to him, quirking an eyebrow, picking up on what he was trying to do, but just let him keep up the charade. "You know, spiders have the ability to change their color to blend into their environment. It's like a defense mechanism."

You overheard him and frowned at how he used your info like that as if he was a know-it-all, 'Oak, just how low can you possibly go?' you thought.

"--transfer RNA to encode an entirely new genome, combining the genetic information from all three spiders into these 15 genetically designed super-spiders," the science woman explained while Sunset noticed one of the glass cages empty.

"There's 14," Sunset said.

"I beg your pardon?" the woman asked, coming up to the empty cage Sunset pointed out.

"One's missing." Sunset explained.

The science woman looked at the empty cage, not knowing that the spider was directly over their heads and made a new home, waiting to strike. "I guess the researchers are working on that one."

"Do you know that this is the largest electronic microscope in all of Canterlot?" Oak egged on, only to get confronted by none other than Vice-Principal Luna.

"You were talking throughout that woman's entire presentation. Perhaps we should have a little talk about how we listen, shall we," Luna said, escorting Oak away from Sunset. You felt bad, but at the same time, you were relieved that he wasn't using your info to impress your crush. With your friend being lectured, you decided to some up the little courage you have to talk to Sunset.

"Hey... uh... could I take your picture? I need one with a student in it," you said.

"Sure, of course. Where do you want me, over here?" Sunset asked, pointing to the left-side of the counter where the spider cages were.

"Yeah, that's fine," you said.

"Don't make me look ugly," Sunset said with a smile, chuckling.

"That's impossible," you complimented.

Sunset blushed from how sweet your compliment was before recomposing herself, then smiled for the camera, placing one hand on the counter. You snapped a perfect shot. But... without paying attention, a certain missing web-crawler slowly, silently lowered its way down towards you. You snapped another photo of Sunset with an article in her hands like she's reading it.

"Was that good?" she asked.

"Great." you confirmed. Sunset posed again, looking like she found something in the article that piqued her interest, pointing at it and you snapped yet another perfect shot. As she did another pose and you snapped another good shot, the little spider landed on your right hand.

"Sunset, let's go," said one of her friends, causing her to stop what she's doing and go up to the girls.

"Wait... thanks," you called out. At that moment.. you felt a sharp pain on your right hand as the spider bit you and you yelped in pain, making it fall to the ground and crawl underneath the lab table, away from prying eyes, probably satisfied that it took its frustration out on humans. You were still shocked when you saw the bite mark the spider left and got a little worried that it might be infected.

"Anon, let's proceed," Luna called out. You did as she told and followed her. Little did you know, some of your DNA was about to undego a serious transformation within time.

Author's Note

Is this story: Timber Spruce and Gloriosa have a little brother who's got Harry Osborn's personality, but that's all I'm gonna tell you, I don't want to spoil anything else in the story. Also, here's the picture of you in the story, so you'll know what you look like and so there's no confusion.

Back To Formula

Author's Note

I'm surprised I got this done so quickly. Now, I wasn't sure what to call some of the board of directors and the general's name was a bit tricky since I couldn't find the right name for him. So I just gave him the name of a god from ancient times just because, so here you go.

Back To Formula

Meanwhile, in a different part of Canterlot, at the illustrious SpruceCorp, a meeting was taking place in the research lab between the scientists and the U.S Army soldiers. Inside the room, one of the researchers was wearing a green body suit standing atop a mechanical floating vehicle with weapons attached to it. As he was floating down, a young scientist explains the bugs that were fixed. A young scientist who goes by the name of Micro Chips, Timber Spruce's #1 assistant.

"We solved the horizon glide and the multi-G balance issue!" Micro explained. However the general of the U.S Army did not look amused or impressed.

"I've already seen the glider," he said. "That's not what I'm here for." While his patience was growing thin, Timber, the head of SpruceCorp, showed up to greet the fellow general and his soldiers.

"General Odin, good to see you again," Timber greeted, along with the board of directors. "Always a pleasure to have our board of directors pay us a little visit."

"I want to see the progress report on human performance enhancers," General Odin said, cutting straight to the chase and both Micro Chips and Timber Spruce gave their own details on their progress report, both the good reports and the bad.

"We tried vapor inhalation with rodent subjects. Their strength increased by 800%" Micro explained, though has a bit of an uneasy feeling when suddenly...

"Any side effects?" Odin asked.

"In one trial, yes, I'm afraid," Micro said, but Timber tried brushing it off by focusing more on the positives of his latest experiments, even if it went against the principles.

"It was an aberration. All the tests since then have been successful," Timber said.

"And in the trial that went wrong, what happened? What were the side effects?" Odin asked.

"Violence... aggression... and insanity," Micro said.

"And what do you recommend you should do?" Odin asked. Timber tried to cover up the issue, looking straight into the eyes of his assistant with a small glare, slightly scaring him.

"That was only one test," Timber whispered, before turning to Odin. "Exception of Dr. Chips, our entire staff certifies the product ready for human testing."

"Dr. Chips?" Odin asks, not believing anything Timber has to say. Micro, on the other hand, gave probably the only safe solution, which pained the general, but also gave him a sense of relief.

"We need to take the whole line back to formula," Micro said.

Timber was not pleased with his assistant and whispered, "Back to formula?"

"Dr. Spruce," Odin said, calling him over. He did so and got the cold, hard truth from General Odin. "I'm going to be frank with you. I never supported your program. We have my predecessor to thank for that."

"Timber," one of his boar of directors said, "The general gave the go-ahead to Rider Aerospace to build a prototype of their exoskeleton design. They test in two weeks."

"And if your so-called performance enhancers have not had a successful human trial by that date, I'm gonna pull your funding and I'm gonna give it to them," Odin said. As the general and his U.S Army soldiers and board of directors took their leave, Timber is left with little options. His company was in big trouble and he needed to come up with something to save it or it's bye-bye to his career.

Meanwhile, in a quiet, peacful neighborhood a couple of miles away from SpruceCorp, an elderly married couple was going about their daily lives, waiting for their nephew to return.

This married couple was your uncle Cranky Doodle and aunt Matilda. "And the lord said "Let there be light," and voila, there is light." he said, putting in a new light bulb for the dining room in the kitchen before putting the cover back under the bulb. "Forty soft, glowing watts of it," Uncle Cranky said. His loving wife, Matilda, decided to break the ice with a little joke.

"Good boy. God will be thrilled. Just don't fall on your ass," she said, chuckling.

"I'm already on my ass, Matilda," Cranky replied, rolling his eyes, smirking. "When the plant's senior electracian is laid off after 35 years, what else would you call it? I'm on my ass."

"Hand me that dish, the green one," Matilda pointed at the one across from the kitchen stove where she was getting ready to cook. Cranky did so without a fuss, while explaining how messed up life is.

"The corporation is downsizing the people and upsizing their profits." Though it was hard to admit, Cranky Doodle made a very good point. But Matilda showed her support for him by giving him some words of encouragement for his current situatuation he needed to fix.

"Oh, Cranky, you'll get another job somewhere," she said.

"Well. Well, let's have a look and see. Though I can still barely figure out how to work these darn things," he said, heading into the living room, grabbing a laptop and bringing it into the dining room. He boots up the computer and starts his job search a minute after that. "Let's see what the want ads got here." Uncle Cranky searched up online for any jobs under the term "Computer." "Computer salesman, computer engineering, computer analyst, my Lord, even the computers need analysts these days. Matilda, I'm 68 years old, I'm too old for computers, and besides, I have a family to provide for."

Matilda walks over to her husband as he's still struggling his job search. "I love you. And Anon loves you. You're the most responsible man I've ever known. We've been down-and-out before, but somehow even after all that, we still survive," she said before kissing his cheek.

"Yeah," Cranky agreed right as the door opened and you walked in, barely able to keep yourself up. Your aunt and uncle noticed you come home and looked happy at first, but then felt concerned about you. You closed the door as they were striking up a conversation with you.

"Oh, hi sweetie. You're just-- Just in time for dinner," Matilda asked.

"Hey. How you doing, buddy? How was the field trip?" Cranky asked, trying to liven the mood.

"Uh, I don't feel well, I'm gonna go to sleep," you replied, walking over to the staircase.

"You won't have a bite?" Matilda asked, more concerned for you.

"No thanks, had a bite," you replied.

"Well then... did you get some pictures, Anon?" Cranky asked.

"Uh... I gotta crash, everything's fine," you said, walking up and entering your room, closing the door.

Cranky and Matilda looked at each other with confused expressions. They had never seen you act this way and wanted to know what happened that caused you to act this way. "What's that all about?" Cranky asked while Matilda shrugged, still confused herself.

Meanwhile, up in your room, you quickly took your shirt off, leaving yourself topless. Your vision was blurry and to make things more weird for you, your body felt like it was going numb.

You still felt the spider's bite affecting your health. All that was on your mind was some rest, but you were too scared to fall asleep even when your body wanted it so badly. You were afraid that if you fell asleep now, you wouldn't be able to wake up from it. Even so, there was nothing you could do. You soon slumped down on your bed, grabbed your blankets and slid down on your bedroom floor. Your body grew cold, shivering and your breathing was getting heavy and shaky. And you could just faintly hear the researcher's voice explaining the details of what C.U was doing in one of the labs.

"In this recombination lab, we use synthesized transfer RNA to encode and entirely new genome, combining the genetic information from all three spiders into this 15 genetically designed super-spiders," her voiced echoed as you quickly felt your body crashing.

While you slept, part of your DNA was soon replaced with the DNA of the super-spider that bit you, dramatically changing you as time went on. And the start of your new life was about to begin. However, during the night of your transformation, one certain scientist was about to put himself through his own transformation at his large company, just to save it from going bankrupt.

"Dr. Spruce please. The performance enhancers aren't ready," Dr. Chips said as Timber took one of the tubes and placed it in this machine, ignoring Micro Chips' warning. "The data just doesn't justify this test. Now I'm asking you for the last time. We can't do this."

"Don't be a coward. Risks are part of laboratory science," Timber said switching from computer to computer, getting the machines ready for the big jump. Micro Chips still insisted that Timber stop this test and tried to come up with a more logical and safe approach.

"Let me reschedule, with a proper medical staff and volunteer. Just give me two weeks."

"Two weeks?" Timber asked, turning quickly to his assistant. "In two weeks, we'll have lost the contract to Rider and then SpruceCorp will be dead. Sometimes, you gotta do things yourself. Now stop wasting my time with excuses and go and get me the Promachloraperazine."

"What for?" Micro asked.

"It begins catalyzation when the vapor hits the bloodstream," Timber explained while taking off his lab coat, then his tank top until he was completely topless. Micro Chips returned with the little glass bottle that Timber asked for and he gladly took it. "Forty-thousand years of evolution and we barely even tapped the vastness of human potential." Soon, Timber ingested the Promachloraperazine before tossing the empty glass bottle onto the ground hard, shattering it to pieces.

Micro, though not wanting to do this, went along with the test and helped strap his boss down on the bed, closing the restrains around his upper torso and around the mid-section of his lower legs before running over to the computer. He tapped a few keys, causing the bed he's strapped in to enter the chamber, then stopped once he was fully inside. Micro then closed the doors to the chambers and adjusted the bed Timber's strapped to, making it lift up slightly vertical.

Timber nodded for Micro to proceed with the final phase of the test. Micro sighed and pressed a button and soon, the performance enhancer in the tube went down until it was empty. The vents underneath Timber's feet shot out the gas from the enhancer. Timber was slightly nervous, feeling the vapor seeping into his bloodstream while Micro watched in horror and concern. Questions began flooding his mind and started thinking that maybe he made a big mistake and should stop it at once.

But the test results on the monitor showed that the test was going along well... for a moment. But the celebration was sadly short-lived as the monitor that displayed his heart rate showed that it was increasing in the hundreds, beeping rapidly.

Timber is heard grunting maniacally and Micro grew more worried by the second. "Timber?" he called out, but couldn't see him at first. But when the vapor cleared up a bit, he could see his boss squirming around in the chamber, still strapped to the bed, having a seizure. He panicked and ran over to the computer, trying to vent out the chambers to try and save his boss' life. Time was running short and Micro Chips could only do so much on his end, only for his efforts to prove in vein.

He looked back and saw Timber cease his squirming and then... went limp. Micro panicked and turned to the heartbeat monitor to see a long, straight line and a prolonged beep. "Oh my god! TIMBER?!" Micro shouted, running up into the chamber, refusing to give up.

He kept screaming, "Oh my god, Timber!" repeating his name over and over. He freed him from the restraints in order to perform CPR, putting pressure on his chest using his hands, but being careful not to put too much or risk crushing his internal organs. He couldn't stand to let his own boss die right in front of him and used all the skills he could to resurrect him from his eternal sleep.

Suddenly, the heart monitor outside the chamber caught his attention when it started beeping, signifying that Timber's heart rate went back to normal.

Quickly, Timber's eyes shot open. Micro looked back to see his boss awake, but is then grabbed by the throat violently while Timber growled and snarled, breathing heavily. Micro Chips was scared out of his wits to find out... that the man he once called his boss... was gone. "Back to formula?" Timber asked calmly while his rage burned deep within him. The mad scientist threw his assistant out of the chambers through the glass, causing it to shatter and pierce parts of his body. Micro lands rought against the equiptment outside, causing an electrical surge to break out of one of the machines.

Timber jumped out with a vicious snarled, standing on the ledge, then leaped out with a vicious predatorial growl, escaping from the lab. Watch out Canterlot, he's got stark-raving mad!

Beaten in a Flash

Author's Note

Apologies for the long wait. But here's the next chapter of the story. Anyways, as always, thank you all for your patience and support and remember to always stay tuned for more chapters to come in the future, plus remember to always keep on bronying on.

Beaten in a Flash

Morning arrives and you were beginning to stir as you woke up, still lying on the floor with your blankets covering up most of your body. You groaned as you got back up on your feet. "What time is it?" you asked yourself, turning to your alarm clock. The time read 7:00 A.M, which shocked you since you never slept more than 8 or 9 hours, but hey, there's always a first for everything, right?

Anyways, you turned to look at the mirror for no apparent reason, but were surprised when you saw something that was very strange about you. Your body, which was very slim, had grown some bulk, though not as bulky as Bulk Biceps, you still had a good build. Not to mention the nice 6-pack.

'Holy cow, did this seriously happen to me? This has got to be a dream, what other explaination could there be that got you this brand new body. Though, soon, your thoughts were interrupted when you heard your aunt Matilda as she knocked on your door. "Anon, are you alright?" she asked.

"Uh... I'm fine," you replied, still looking in the mirror.

"Any better this morning, any change?" Matilda asked. If she saw you right now, she'd have no idea how much of a change you went through.

"Uh... yup, big change," you said.

"Well, hurry up. You're gonna be late," Matilda said. So, after stealing yourself away from the mirror, you went over to your closet and picked out some nice clean clothes. But then, you stopped to look out your window to see Sunset, the beautiful girl of your dreams, brushing her hair and getting herself ready. Her beauty and natural charm just never seemed to have an off switch.

And so, after getting fully dressed, you ran down the first flight of stairs, then ran leaped up and ran against the walls all the way down. "Goodness me," Matilda said, startled.

Your uncle Crandy Doodle took a break from drinking his coffee to take a look at you, addressing your quick recovery in his own special way. "I thought you were sick," he smirked.

"I got better," you said.

"You see?" Matilda asked before you headed over towards the front door. "You haven't eaten anything, have you got your lunch money?"

"Yeah, I got it," you replied.

"Hey, Michaelangelo, don't forget, we're painting the kitchen after school, you got it?" Cranky asked.

"Sure thing, Uncle Cranky. Don't start without me," you said.

"Any don't start up with me," Cranky smirked with a thumbs up. You chuckled heading outside while your aunt and uncle continued eating their breakfast. "Teenagers. Raging hormones, they never change."

However, just as you walked out of the house, Sunset was also coming out of her home and was currently being harrassed by her deadbeat, crum bum, drunk father and she wasn't looking too happy. "You're trash! You're always gonna be trash, just like her!" he said.

"I have to go to school!" Sunset said.

"Ah, who's stoppin' ya," he argued back.

You shook your head at how disgustingly horrible this guy was towards his own daughter. The drunken bum didn't seem to like you staring at him when he saw you. "You know, you can be a real fucking dick. Just because you got laid off your job, doesn't give you a right to treat your daughter like that. It's fucking bums like you that make me wish you would just kill over, ya bum." Wow, you must've really grown some serious balls if you were gonna talk to her father like that.

"What the fuck did you just say, you little shit?" he asked, speed-walking towards you.

Now's your chance to walk away before you miss your bus. "You heard what I said, fuckface. Go to fucking hell, you useless drunken twat." And... he's pissed. His whole face was red with rage and came at you like a rampaging bull, but out of instinct, you just grabbed him by his dirty tank top collar and threw him overhead and landed him on his back hard. Now, listening to your brain, you bolted out of there before he could get up and come at you for a second helping.

'How the hell did I do that?' you asked in your mind.

You were able to catch up to Sunset, but you still kept a safe distance from her since she was probably still bummed out her dad saying all those shitty things to her earlier. You stopped for a second, watching her walk alone on her way to school. Of course, you tried to come up with the right thing to say to her, but you could only come up with whatever pops out of your head at the moment.

"Hi, Sunset," you said quietly. "I don't know if you realize this, but we've been neighbors since I was 6 and I was wondering if maybe we could get together sometime? Do something fun? I don't know, maybe I thought it'd finally be time to get to know each other..."

But sadly as you were quietly speaking these cheesy pickup lines, one of her friends drove up and picked her up, thus reigniting her smile and the sparkle in her eyes. And soon, they drove off to school "...or not," you said as she left, but you still felt a bit relieved that she was happy again. But then, your mind was brought to the attention of the school bus, which drove right past you. Acting quickly, you bolted up to the bus and knocked against the side of it to make the driver bus.

"Sorry, Anon, the bus is full," one of the students said with a smug face while some other student laughed as you tried to keep up with it as much as possible.

"Hey! Stop the bus!" you shouted. The other students weren't making it easier on you by laughing at your misery, mocking you and cheering about how you weren't on board with them. Your hand grabbed the banner attached to the bus and ripped it in half as you slowed down and nearly ran out of stamina. "COME BACK HERE, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!!" you shouted in anger. But to no avail. The bus was long gone, so your only chance was to run to school before the first bell would ring.

But before that, you tried to remove the banner that was stuck to your hand. Paper was never this sticky, in fact, the paper used to make the banner wasn't supposed to be sticky at all. Looking down at your hand, you wondered if this might've had something to do your current transformation. But there was no time to worry about that, school was almost about to start.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the city, in a giant manor, Oak Splinter had gotten all of his stuff ready and was about to head out for school when suddenly, the door to his brother's study was open and inside, he saw his brother laying on the floor. He ran in, checking up on Timber. "Bro, hey, are you alright?" he asked, helping him up, which Timber groaned and stirred. "What are you doing on the floor."

"I don't know," Timber said, looking confused.

"Have you been there all night, what's the story?" Oak asked. Timber's eyes looked down on the floor, trying to find out what happened to him.

"L-Last night, I was--" he paused when a sudden flash of his memory hit him and he turned back to his little brother, but was still confused of what happened

"What?" Oak asked. As far as Timber was concerned, it all felt like some sort of nightmare. And like most nightmares, they're easily forgotten.

"I don't remember," he said, while still looking confused.

"Mr. Spruce?" called out a female voice. The two brothers looked over at the doorway and saw Timber's secretary walking in, looking worried. Oak tried to hold her back.

"Sorry, my brother's not feeling well," he said, but she didn't listen.

"Mr. Spruce... Dr. Chips is dead," his secretary said, shocking Timber.

"What?" he asked, wide eyed.

"They found his body this morning in the lab. He's been murdered, sir." she said. Timber couldn't believe the news of his assistant turning up stiff. "And the flight suit and the glider... it's been stolen, sir." All of this was happening so fast for Timber that he didn't know what to think of it. It all felt like a bad dream to him, but what he doesn't know is that it wasn't all a dream. It was much worse.

The time rolled by at its usual speed and it was now lunchtime at the Canterlot High cafeteria. You were just minding your own business, eating your food when you noticed Sunset walking by you. Your eyes locked on her, but you made sure not to move your whole head.

Suddenly, these strange senses kicked in when you saw a puddle of spilled juice on the floor. Sunset's foot stepped in it and then slipped backwards, almost about to fall, but in a quick rush, you caught her in your arms, then caught her lunch tray and everything else on it without spilling anything. "Wow! Great reflexes," she said, making you smile at her praise.

"Thanks," you replied before setting her down.

"Hey... those are pretty brown eyes you got. They match your hair pretty well." Sunset's compliment left you blushing a bit, which made her giggle, thinking it was adorable. "Well, see ya." she said, heading over to where her friends were while you sat back down. Suddenly, you noticed that your fork was stuck to your hand. You gave it a little shake to see if it would come off, but it didn't.

'What the hell? Why won't it come off?' you thought to yourself. You tried shaking it off a few more times, but it wouldn't budge, not even a smidge. Thinking how weird this was starting to get, you grabbed the fork and pulled it away from your hand, only to make another weird discovery.

The fork seemed to be stuck to a strand of webbing coming from your wrist. 'What the hell, where'd this sticky webbing come from?' you asked in your mind. You unknowingly then put pressure on the palm of your hand with two of your fingers which shot out another strand of webbing from your wrist. The webbing landed on a full lunch trap a few tables away from where you stood. You gasped, 'Did I just do that?' This was all becoming way too weird for you and also, you needed to get rid of the webbing before anyone in the cafeteria saw you and really let the insults fly.

When no one was looking, you yanked the webbing back, just to get it off your wrist. Big mistake as the lunch tray it was connected to came flying towards you. Luckily, you ducked to the left before it reached your face, but it ended up clashing with someone else.

You looked behind you and gasped quietly when you saw who the lunch tray hit: the ever-so-flirtacious bozo who always picks on you, Flash Sentry. There was no amount of explaining that was gonna convince him it was an accident, as funny and sweet as it felt to see him get humiliated. So, you got up as quick and you could and walked quickly out of the cafeteria. Eventually, the webbing broke off, but there was still a chance that Flash saw that it was you who splattered that tray at him.

You reached your school locker and were about get the combination, when suddenly, you sensed something and in which case, everything seemed to slow down. It's hard to tell, but it's like these new senses are helping you detect danger closing in on you.

And right now, you sensed a punch being aimed at the back of your head, but you dodged in time and saw Flash leaving a nasty dent in your locker door. He was fuming mad and he wasn't gonna even give you a chance to run away from him. "You think you're pretty funny, don't ya, freak?" he asked.

"Flash, it was just an accident," Sunset said, walking into the hallways with a few other students.

"My fist breaking your teeth, that's the accident," Flash replied, referring to you.

"Come on, Flash," Sunset said, annoyed with Flash acting all macho.

"I don't want to fight you, Flash," you said.

"I wouldn't wanna fight me, neither. Come on," he said, putting up his fists.

Not long after that, multiple other students start chanting "fight, fight, fight," and you and Flash were the two stars of the show and most of them were betting on Flash to win. But when he threw his first punch, you seemed to have anticipated it and swayed to the right. He threw another punch and you dodged again. You dodged his punch a third time and watched his punch like it was in slow motion. When he retracted it, you simultaneously moved back to your original position.

Flash then swung with a wide right hook. This time, when you dodged, you bent your knees back along with the rest of your upper body, but were still able to stand on your own two feet. You were surprised and stood straight up again, wondering just how you did that.

"Help him, Oak," Sunset said. Suddenly, your senses kicked in. Someone tried to jump you from behind and without even thinking, your body moved on its own, jumping in the air and performed a triple back flip before landing safely back on your feet, leaving you more shocked than you were before. Even all the other students were surprised of how you performed these crazy moves.

"Which one?" Oak asked.

"He's all yours, man," Flash's crony said. Flash shoved him away and threw a flurry of punches at you, but you just kept dodging them like they were nothing for some reason. Normally, you would've been all bruised up, but the tables have turned in your favor. Then, you blocked two of Flash's punches and caught the third one in a vice grip with your hand. He was groaning in pain like it actually hurt. You wanted to let go, but then all those times he humiliated you, beat you and called you names came flooding into your mind and all you could think was... 'payback time, motherfucker.'

And with one punch, you socked him, knocking him 50 feet back, landing him underneath someone who was holding a lunch tray full of food and have them drop it all on his face out of shock. Cheers rang throughout the halls and boy did it feel good to knock him on his keister. But still... 'No way... I did that? I guess my luck's starting to turn around for the better,' you thought to yourself.

"Jeez, Anon, you are a freak," Flash's crony said. You sent him a nasty glare, making him raise his hands in defense, then zip his own lips before running off. As good as it felt, this newfound strength still spooked you and not knowing how to handle it, you ran off so you could hide until it was time for next classes to start. You blindly ran throughout the halls and then suddenly, you bumped into someone.

"Whoops! Jeez, I'm so sorry about that, are you alright?" you asked, looking down at who you bumped.

"I'm fine," said the student. The student happened to be a beautiful girl with dark forest green hair and minty light green skin with brown eyes. She wore a brown, striped shirt and blue jeans that hugged her body quite well and she was a real cutie from what you can tell. You helped her stand back up and she dusted herself off and fixed her hair, not even smiling. "This always happens."

"Always happens? What are you talking about?" you asked.

"It's nothing. Just forget I ever said anything. I'll just get out of your hair," she said, about to leave, but you stopped her by grabbing her shoulder, but not too tight. Any other girl would slap you if you did this, but she sighed and looked back at you with her usual depressed look. "Look, it's no big deal, everyone who walks past me always bump into me and don't bother to check up on me."

"They what? That's horrible! Look, it's my fault I bumped into you like that without looking. I'm not gonna go anywhere until I make it up to you. Just name it and I'll get it done," you said.

She quirked an eyebrow as if she was confused of whether you actually meant it or not. She gazed up at you for some time before sighing in defeat. "Alright, fine, if you want to repay me, then follow me," she said before she took your hand, then guided you through the halls. "And make sure that you don't tell anyone about this favor you're doing for me, I can't stand having others make fun of me."

"I understand what that feels like. That reminds me, I never got your name," you said. "I'm Anon."

"Wallflower Blush. By the way, I heard you gave Flash a beatdown of a lifetime. I never thought you'd have the balls to take him out." Boy, she sure doesn't pull a punch.

"Uh... neither did I," you replied.

"To be honest, I'm glad you did. He's been nothing but an embarrassment. He even tried to flirt with me with promises of making me popular. I was going to take him up on that offer, but when Sunset came along, he completely forgot about me, just like everyone else does," Wallflower said.

"Ouch. I'm sorry, Wallflower," you replied.

"What's done is done. Don't worry about it," she waved it off. A few more seconds of walking later, she eventually brought you to the janitor's closet door. Opening the door, she then shoves you inside, then goes in with you and quickly closes and locks the door from the inside.

"Uh, Wallflower, what are you doing?" you asked, getting suspicious of her actions.

"You said you wanted to make it up to me, right?" she asked. "Well now it's time I showed you how you can repay and... just maybe a little more."

"Wait, you mean... you want me to..." you asked mid-sentence. She nodded, blushing.

"Anon, I've been ignored and neglected all my life, even got teased for it. You're the only boy who's ever given me a second thought and didn't see me as a waste of space. I'm never gonna come across someone like you in who knows how long. So, I want this to be the way you can repay me. So, can you please help me with this, I'd be extremely grateful to you," she begged, giving you her most sincere look.

Well, she did have a point about you wanting to repay her for bumping into her. As much as you wanted to say no in order to save your virginity for Sunset, she needs you way more. Sighing, you went up to her and hugged her and whispered, "Okay, you win."

She gasped and shuddered. You felt her arms slowly wrap around you afterwards. "Thank you... Thank you so very much for this, Anon," she whispered back. Pulling away from the hug, she proceeds to kiss you with small pecks on your neck, then cheek and finally... your lips. Wallflower quickly turned herself around and pressed her body against you. "Could you... maybe... touch me? I don't mind, really."

You sensed hesitation, so you started off nice and gentle, starting with a few chin strokes, then slowly traveled down onto her breasts. She whimpered and got weak in the knees. "Sorry, did I hurt you?" you asked, retracting your hands from her.

"N-No, I'm fine. Thanks for asking, though. Keep going, please." she said. You did so and fondled her breasts through her shirt, getting her to moan softly, doing her best to keep the noise at a minimal. You were starting to get into it the more you felt her breasts. She felt like she was a solid DD cup. You still felt the bra underneath, which you thought was lovely. You wanted to give her entire body the right amount of attention and moved down a little towards her tight waist, then her hips.

"Does that feel good?" you asked.

"Y-Y-Yes. More please," she said politely. You went the extreme and unbuttoned her pants. You carefully dove your hand inside her special spot, making her squeak, making you nearly retract your hand, but she stopped you and kept it inside. Things heated up really fast. Wallflower pressed her ass against your crotch and you rubbed her pussy, getting her more hot and bothered. She took a step forward by grabbing the hem of her shirt,pulling it off and tossing it to the ground.

"What are you doing?" you asked. Wallflower didn't answer, she just merely took your hand out of her pants and moved around to face you. She had a very impressive wrack, a solid DD cup size, barely contained in her white bra, begging to be set free.

And she granted that freedom willingly. She let her massive jugs bounce. That was the last straw, you grabbed your own shirt and threw it onto the ground. Wallflower blushed very deeply from seeing your impressive package underneath as the blushing beauty walked up to you and mashed her naked upper body with yours, pinning her boobs onto your chest. You can feel your boner sticking out through your pants and she could obviously feel it as well, so she kneeled down to unzip your pants.

Taking them and your boxers off, your cock sprang out and booped her nose. She blinked in surprise when she saw how massive your stick was. "It's... huge."

"I, uh... thanks," you replied. Wallflower grabbed your stick, gently stroking the base. Her soft hands made your body tingle all over, which made your cock throb, making her yelp in surprise. "S-Sorry, it does that whenever I'm excited, are you okay? Do you want to stop?"

"No, don't. I can do this." she said. Wallflower stroked your massive length a few more times. After that, she started licking the base and the tip of your cock. You gasped and your body shook in surprise.

Wallflower was doing pretty good, though you wondered if this was her first time or not. Either way, she was sucking you like a pro. A few more licks later, she finally took in the first half of your cock, bobbing her head back and forth and moaning as she sucked you off. Serious chills ran down your spine. How can she be single if she's this good at giving a blowjob? You're glad Flash didn't get to her first, she was rocking your world in more way than you could ever imagine.

Not thinking straight, your hand grabbed the back of her head and made her take in more of your cock. She didn't object to your actions and just let you have your way with her. You made sure not to be too rough with Wallflower so that you could allow her to get used to the size.

She teased you by making your cock poke through her cheeks and stare at you with her big eyes. God, she looked so cute and so sexy. She took things to the next level, grabbing her breasts and mashing your cock in between them while she blew you some more. If she kept this up, you were gonna go crazy, but when you felt this strange pressure building up from within your ballsack, Wallflower stopped blowing you.

"Uh... is there something wrong?" you asked.

"No, but if it isn't too much trouble, could you... take me now? I... I got so into it that I..." Wallflower tried to explain it, but you quickly shushed her, understanding fully well what she wants. You help her back up on her feet and stroke her locks of hair, admiring her adorableness and beauty.

"I understand. How do you want it?" you asked.

"F-From... from behind. Please," she begged. Complying with her wishes, you turned Wallflower around and she bent over, using the wall as support while her butt was facing you. "Take me... please." You did as she asked, removing her jeans and panties, then aligning your cock with her pussy. It was soaking wet from the excitement that she must've been feeling. You grabbed your dick and slowly inserted it inside Wallflower. She whimpered a bit, but kept it together, urging you to keep going further.

Soon, you broke past her hymen and hilted deep inside her. She gasped in pain and pleasure. "Fuck, so this is what it's like to be inside a woman," you grunted as quietly as you could.

"It hurts! But it feels so good," she whispered. You saw a trail of blood trickling out of her pussy. No doubt she was virgin, but not anymore. On top of that, you've become a man now. You waited for a little while for her to get used to your size. "Okay, thanks for being patient. It's okay now, you can move."

"Alright, here goes. just let me know when you want it to stop," you said. She nods at you, then you start humping away at a steady pace. Wallflower's soft moaning was a good sign.

Her pussy felt so good. So warm, tight and slippery. On top of that, her skin was soft and smooth. The fact that she's got such smooth skin, is super cute and can please a man well, she's no waste of space, she's just like your high school crush: girlfriend material. Wallflower started moving her hips with yours, but went a little faster than you, probably wanting you to go quicker. You grabbed her hips and thrusted in and out faster, matching your speed with hers and she was trying her hardest not to be so loud. She had to take one of her hands and place it over her mouth to quiet herself down.

You also tried to keep quiet, but she just felt too damn good. You couldn't control yourself and reached for her boucning breasts, standing her up straight. Wallflower moaned and whimpered, tightening around your shaft, loving how good it felt.

She turned her head to face you, having that adorable blush on her face. "More. Give it to me more!" Wallflower whispered through her moans. You planted your lips onto hers and thrusted harder. She was panting heavily, moaning into the kiss. You were going nuts for her. You kept groping and fondling her breasts, which only made her even more horny, thrusting her tongue into your mouth. She was insatiable. But even all that fun must come to an end at some point.

You felt pressure building up down below. Wallflower's tight quarters weren't taking it easy on you either, not with the way she kept squeezing and milking you for all that you're worth.

In mere moments, you muffled your groans as you pumped your potent seed inside Wallflower. She moaned a tiny bit loud into the kiss. She couldn't handle the pleasure and came all over your crotch. Another thing you noticed was her belly bloating a smidge. You panicked when you felt her belly expand by at least an inch or two, so when you emptied out, you pulled out of her tight passage.

"Wallflower, a-a-are you alright? I... I'm sorry if I--" but then she turned around and shushed you.

"It's fine. Today is a safe day for me," she said, making you sigh in relief. "Anyways, thanks for giving me my first time, it was really amazing. I'll remember this day for a long time.

"N-No problem. So, you want me to help you get dressed so we can head back to class?"

"Oh, no don't worry about it. Besides," Wallflower is cut off by the sound of bell, ending the lunch period, giving you only 5 minutes to get ready. "...you're gonna want to hurry to your next class."

"B-But--"

"Don't worry about it, just hurry," she insisted.

"Well... okay, but... do you wanna... catch up sometimes? You seem to be alone all the time and I don't want you to feel that way after what we did."

"R-Really?" she asked and you nodded. "Oh, thank you so much!" she rushes over to you and hugs you tightly, nuzzling into your chest. "You really are a sweet guy. Maybe we can be... friends with benefits?"

"Sure. If you ever need me, just call," you replied. You then let go of her and got your phone out of your pocket, then gave it to Wallflower. She takes it then gets her phone out of her own jeans and hands it to you. Both of you enter each other's phone numbers and then hand them back at each other.

"You'd better head to class now. I don't want you getting in trouble because of me. Not to worry, being invisible to everyone here can have it's advantages," she assured with a wink. Sighing, you gathered your pants and boxers, putting them on before exiting out of the janitor's closet. You felt guilty about her insisting that you should go on without her and you were worried she might get caught. But there's nothing you can about her, so you ran off to your next class, hoping to arrive before the 2nd bell rang.

Meanwhile, back at Sprucecorp, alarms were blaring and scientists were either running away or taking cover from the equiptment being thrown in random directions.

"Someone stop her!" Scientist #1 said.

"You kidding me? I'm not getting close to her!" Scientist #2 said.

"Who's idea was it to experiment on this girl in the first place?" Scientist #3 asked.

"Her stupid-ass parents, that's what!" Big mistake on Scientist #4's part.

"I'll... KILL THEEEEEEEEEEM!!!!!" said a female voice. In the blacked out part of the room, a young lady with 4 mechanical arms emerges from the darkness, wearing burgundy goggles. She has grey skin and black hair and wearing a white lab coat which was all worn out. She had bruises all over her arms and her waist and she was fuming with undying rage. She used 2 of her mechanical tentacles to break through the wall of the lab, leading to the outside world, her freedom... and revenge. "Enough... is enough! I'll show those wretched vultures that I am NOT... THEIR... PUPPEEEEEEEEEEEEET!!!!!!!!!"

And thus... a new threat was brought into this world. What will become of Canterlot if this lady also takes her anger out on the city after she's done with whoever invoked her wrath? Find out soon.

Two for the Price of One

Author's Note

My apologies for the LONG wait. But here you go, this series isn't dead and I'm not giving up on it, not by a longshot, so anyways, I'd personally like to say thank you for all your patience and support, remember to stay tuned for more chapters and keep on bronying on.

Two for the Price of One

Once school let out, you ran off into the city, taking your usual route home. Sunset had tried to stop you, but you were already far gone. And for you, you had your reasons. She saw the way you had kicked Flash's ass and plus, there's that incident in the janitor's closet with Wallflower. You couldn't bare to look at Sunset, knowing you ended up getting laid with another girl. In a way, you felt like you betrayed her and she has no clue whatsoever about what's troubling you.

"Well, you can't blame him for having cold feet," Sunset said, watching you disappear from her sigh as you turned a corner on one of the streets. "I just wish he'd have let me tell him I wasn't mad at him."

"Sunset, if Ah know Anon well, an' Ah do, he's just tryin' to reflect on his actions," AJ said. "Besides, he wouldn't wanna ya to look at 'im the wrong way. He's always had a soft spot fer ya." Uttering out that statement brought a small blush to Sunset and she knows about how all the guys want to get with her. But something about you having genuine feelings for her was something new to her.

"That's a first. You really think he likes me?" Sunset asks.

"Like ya? Sunset, he loves ya. But, don't tell 'im Ah told ya that. Ah have a feelin' he wants to tell ya in person one o' these days when he's ready," Applejack confirmed. "Oh an' let me tell ya somethin' else. Ah don't approve o' them there other students pickin' on the poor guy. Celestia an' Luna are in charge fer a reason, so how tomorrow, we talk to 'em about everyone on our bus to stop with the bullyin'?"

"I couldn't agree more. I just feel so guilty for letting them torture him like that. It makes me sick," Sunset said, beating herself up for all the times she watched you take so much shit from your peers. After bidding her friends goodbye, she took off to head on home.

Meanwhile, you were at the halfway mark in the middle of the city. You stopped for a minute to catch up on your thoughts and the other recent events that happened earlier today. First, there was your body, which no man could ever get in one night, even if they tried. Then there was the bus banner that stuck to your hand, which you found very odd. Then, there's the strange webbing you shot out from your wrist during lunchtime, which lead to the ass-kicking you gave Flash. It was all so bizarre.

Normally when you see a punch, you never had enough time to dodge or block and wind up with a bloody nose, but now it all looked like it was in slow motion. And the way you backflipped like that, it's almost like you were light on your feet, more flexible when you ducked and 10x stronger than the strongest man.

You did some deep thinking and remembered that all of this happened when you came home from your field trip yesterday and... when that spider bit you. 'Could that spider have transformed me? Maybe it's changed... or enhanced my own DNA. That would explain all those weird occurrences,' you thought. Deep down, even though you were weirded out of your mind with what's happened... you wanted to find out more. Looking down at your fingers, you wondered if you could scale a wall just like a spider.

Looking up at the building, you figured, "Well, it's worth a shot." So, you walked up to the wall and latched one hand on the wall with only your fingertips, then stuck 'em on it again with the other. You repeated this process and used your feet to help you climb faster.

The astonishment was uncanny. You expected to fall off, but it seemed like you were hanging on there with ease and your excitement built up deep inside. Looking back down, you seemed to have scaled the wall to the point where you were 15 feet off the ground. "WOOOO-HOOOOOOO!!!!" you exclaimed. You scaled the wall higher and faster, then leaped up to the rooftop, higher than a normal jump. You allowed your own adrenaline to kick in as you ran across the rooftop and leaped onto the other. You shouted happily as you did this two more times until you came across a distant building.

This one was far too out of your reach to jump across, but there was another way. Recalling to the webbing you shot back at school in the cafeteria, you decide to try it a 2nd time.

You pulled back your hand halfway, then shot it out underhanded. "Go web!" you shouted. Strangely... no webs were shot out, so you tried again. "Fly!" again, no dice. "Up, up and away, web!" Seriously, just how cheesy can you get with corny lines like that? "Shazam!" Okay, wrong comic for that. You tried three more times, but they all failed to shoot out a web line.

Just as you got frustrated, you made another hand gesture and this time, you got a hit. A string of web shot out from your wrist when you pressed your middle and ring finger against the palm of your hand and had your other fingers extend out.

The same hand gesture from lunchtime. You tried it a 2nd time and got the same web result. Now that you know that this was the right hand gesture for spinning a web, you shot it out again, but kept the pressure on your palm until the webbing latched onto a crane that was set up next to the building. Success! Now that you had a grip on the building, you held on tight to the webbing and stepped onto the ledge. Your heart was beating from the fear of falling off and winding up in a hospital bed.

But you've come this far and you were gonna see it to the end. "Talley-ho," you murmured. Finally, you took the leap and swung across, shouting in fear and holding on for dear life. Thankfully, you successfully made it onto the building across from you, but you failed to stop your own momentum.

Despite your efforts of using your feet as brakes, you wind up bashing against a billboard, losing your grip and falling onto the rooftop. "Ow..." you uttered. Getting back up from the fall, you dusted yourself off, though you were still shaking like a leaf because of how crazy that was. "Okay, note to self, never try something like that again unless you want people to see you swinging like a maniac." you said to yourself.

Meanwhile, somewhere else among the city, the lady who escaped the lab took shelter in a dark alley, away from any prying eyes that might be looking for her.

But then, "Hey, toots. What you do think you're doing in here? This here alley ain't exactly a place for a sweet dame such as yourself, so why don't you come on home with me and I might show you some other things about myself, what do ya say?" said this man. But she remained unresponsive. "Hey, you got wax in your ears, I said bring your ass over here or else!" Again he gets no response from the man. "Oh, so the little lady's got an attitude problem, is that right?" the man then approached her, getting out his knife.

Bad move on his part. "Kill..." she uttered under her breath. Sure enough, her mechanical arms activated, all looking at the armed man, who quickly dropped it out of fear.

"W-Whoa, hey, come on. I-I-I was just kidding, uh..." he said before trying to make a run for it. But the lady caught him with one of her arms and dragged him back towards her. The man tried to scream in fear, but her mecha-tentacle grabbed at his mouth and lifted him off the ground, bringing him to face her.

"You're not welcome here," she whispered in a low, deep tone. And soon, the tentacle that had its grasp on the man's mouth, twists his neck quickly, causing it to crack. Soon... there was silence... and no movement from the man's body. She dumped the body in a trash can.

But in order to hide her face, she took the man's overcoat and hat and put them on. Her tentacles hid inside the overcoat while she used the hat to hide most of her face. She then stepped out of the alleyway and made her way down the road. 'I'll show you who's the puppet,' she thought angrily. 'Soon, I'll erase you both from existance and expose you for the lies you've fed everyone in the world.'

While this murderous woman was on her way, you had secretly climbed down the building you swung to and ran out into the open, making your way home to your aunt's and uncle's house.

10 minutes rolled by and you had arrived at the neighborhood your aunt and uncle live in. You were about to head down to the street their house was, but suddenly, "Hey wait!" shouted a female voice. You turned around to see one of Sunset's closest friends, Twilight Sparkle.

"Twilight?" you asked. "What's up?"

"Listen, would it be okay if I talked to you?" she asked.

"Uh, sure. What is it?"

"Come with me," Twilight then walked up ahead of you, asking for your hand. You let her guide you down the sidewalk, not knowing what she wants to talk about. You and her quickly passed up the street that you lived on and came up to this nice, lovely two-story house. You knew this was Twilight's house and that she also used to bring you here to help you catch up on your studies. But lately since you've had no trouble with your studies, you never showed up here as much as before. So why would she invite you here?

She takes out her key and unlocks the door. The door opens up and she leads you inside. Nobody seems to be home at the moment, which made you worry. "Uh, Twilight. Are you sure it's okay to bring me here, wouldn't your parents get pissed if they saw me?" you asked.

"My parents told me they would be home late since their bosses asked them to put in some overtime after some of their fellow co-workers called in sick. And my sister, Gleaming Shield, is out on a date with Cadance at her house, so we've got the house to ourselves," Twilight explains. "Why don't you go ahead and sit down and relax on the couch, I'll get you a cup of water and I'll head upstairs and get ready."

"Alright, take your time," you said. Twilight giggled and made her way up the steps and into her room while leaving you to make yourself comfy on the couch. "What would Twilight want with me? Did she actually see me swing to that building? I hope not." you said quietly to yourself.

These new powers of yours were cool, but showing them off to the world as you are might not be such a good idea, so you decided not to use them again. At least, not until you could find or make something that would hide at least part of it. And another thing, if Twilight knows about your abilities, then it's up to you to get her to keep your powers secret or it might lead to disaster. Speaking of Twilight, her bedroom door could be heard opening as she came out and called out to you.

"Anon, you can come into my room now!" she said.

"Okay, I'm on my way up," you replied. You stood up from the couch and walked upstairs, meeting up with Twilight, but for some reason, she seemed to be wearing a dark violet robe. You found it strange, but followed her into her room where you thought you had lost it. On Twilight's bed, you saw Twilight, but that was impossible since Twilight was standing right next to you. But there was a slight difference. The Twilight Sparkle next to you had her glasses on and her hair in a ponytail. But the other one had her hair running straight down and she didn't wear glasses, so what was going on here?

"Before you freak out and so there's no confusion, my look-alike is known as Princess Twilight. She's from another world called Equestria. And if you'd like, you can just call me Sci-Twi," she explained.

"Okay, but I still wanna know why you asked me over here and why you're both dressed in robes," you pointed out, only Princess Twilight was wearing a dark blue robe that matched her hair. But instead of giving you a straight answer at first, Sci-Twi seated you on the bed next to her and Princess Twilight. "Uh... I'm not sure if this is a straight answer or not." You said, heart pounding faster, face heating up.

"I'll tell you why," Princess Twilight said. "You see, Sci-Twi here told me how you took down your bully, Flash Sentry and we just wanted to say we're very impressed."

"He's always been a hopeless flirt, even though he "claims" Sunset as his girlfriend. We've seen how he treats others who are "beneath" him, but when you slugged him out in the halls like that, I had to find you and have the chance to thank you. No one else at school had the guts to give that jerk a taste of his own medicine, so as a way to thank you, I invited you here for a little... reward, so to speak," Sci-Twi finished.

"Reward? What kind?" you asked.

"Well, my parents are still at work, Princess Twilight is a good friend of Sunset's and me and for beating Flash, we were hoping that you'd... like to have some fun with us," Sci-Twi said. Your face blushed crimson red at the offer these two cute eggheads proposed to you.

"M-Me... have fun as in... doing this and that?" you asked hesitantly.

"I think the word you're searching for is "sex" but yes. Is that alright?" Princess Twilight asked. She couldn't have asked with a more cute and innocent smile on her adorkable face. God, why do the nerdy girls have to be so cute when asking about getting laid.

"O-Okay then, I... I guess it couldn't hurt. To be honest, I didn't think guys like me appealed to you."

"You never asked. But considering how much you went through among... other things, I can't hold it against you for not asking me, so how do we start this?" Sci-Twi asked. Guess beating your old bully had its advantages, but banging two more girls after Wallflower is a bonus.

"Well... let's see. How about we start by taking our clothes off and... get a feel of each other's bodies and maybe you could... I don't know, get a taste down there?"

The two Twilights nod and strip out of their robes and display their naked bodies to you as they stared down at the little bulge that was slowly bulging through your pants. "Hmm, I think I've read a peculiar kind of book on this kind of activity. I believe it was called... oral sex and this would be what they call a "blowjob," is that what you were getting at, Anon?" Princess Twilight asked with her usual innocent smile. The more this cute girl stared at you like that, the more you wanted to hold her and kiss her.

"Y-Yeah. Sorry, I just... I'm not used to telling girls to get down and suck my cock, it just feels and sounds rude and all, that's just how I am," you said.

"It's okay. You're just being a gentleman. That's just an added bonus. Anyways, since Princess Twilight's more eager to start, she can go first. I'm gonna observe and see how this works," Sci-Twi said. She sits herself up on her bed while her princess version got down on her knees. She tried to unbuckle your belt, but was having a bit of difficulty trying to do so. You gave her a hand and helped pull your pants down with your underpants, letting your cock spring out and boop Princess Twilight on the cheek.

The nerdy princess yelped and backed up a bit. "That... That was... how are humans able to get this big, it's probably much more bigger than a regular stallion's," she said, stroking you. Wait, did she just compare your phallus to horses and wrote you off as being bigger than them?

You couldn't answer that question when Princess Twilight's other hand cupped your ball sack. Her soft hands touching your private parts was just so tantilizing. Your legs almost buckled for a second there, but you held it together and you stroked the princess' head tenderly. She giggled at your gentleness. Princess Twilight opened up her mouth and took in as much of your cock as she could. God, her mouth felt so warm... and wet. The princess moaned on your cock as she sucked you off. Meanwhile, Sci-Twi was just sitting on her bed, getting all fidgety and horny, blushing madly and touching herself.

Her left hand grabbed her left boob and her right hand traveled down towards her womanly area. She whimpered and moaned adorably, waiting for her turn to start. Who could blame her, this is going to be her first time and seeing oral sex alone is enough to make her want a piece of that action.

In order to make her feel not so left out, you called out to her. "Psst, Sci-Twi. If you're feeling lonely, I might be able to help you out," you offered. "Come here." she suddenly stopped touching herself and came up to you, about to get down on her knees, but you stopped her. "No, wait. Here... allow me." And without hesitation, you cupped her soft cheeks, gently pulling her closer towards your face. She blushed intensely, but went along with it, grabbing your arms and closing her eyes slowly.

You closed your eyes and gave Sci-Twi the most passionate kiss she deserves, but no tongue just yet. She moaned from how good it felt. You were making her feel good.

She began letting her robe loosen up and finally let it fall to the ground. With her body now fully exposed, she wrapped her arms around you, deepening the kiss. Her tongue thruste inside your mouth, meaning she was getting extremely horny and into this pleasurable feeling. Unknowningly, as Princess Twilight was bobbing on your cock, you had one hand on her head while thrusting your cock deeper down her throat. But the princess didn't seem to mind and just moaned in pleasure.

Your make-out session with Sci-Twi, however, was brought to a halt when she tried to take off your shirt, so you helped her out and removed your shirt. You also kicked your pants and underwear to the side while trying not to disturb Princess Twilight from her blowjob.

Now that you were naked with Sci-Twi, you resumed your make-out session with her. This time, you felt the sweet sensation of her soft body touching yours, including her squishy breasts. You stroked her beautifully long hair, though it was done in a cute ponytail. You also moved your hand down towards Sci-Twi's butt and squeezed her cute, squishy ass cheeks each. She yelped cutely and moaned more in the kiss. Your thrusts got more erotic and quicker and Princess Twilight was starting to suck on your dick harder.

You moaned into the kiss with Sci-Twi, grabbing one of her ass cheeks even tighter. She got even hornier and wrapped one of her legs around your left leg. You two were locked in a heated tongue-wrestle. Sci-Twi's body appeared to be running on auto-pilot by now.

She was still conscious, but her lust was in control now. You can see how much she was blushing and you were almost giving into your own lustful desires as Princess Twilight deepthroated you. 'Sweet mother of God, I've died and gone to cute, nerdy heaven! This feels so good!' you thought. Afterwards, Sci-Twi stopped kissing you and then moved herself down to where Princess Twilight is. Soon both Twilights gave you a double blowjob and you just stood there, loving it. Both cute nerds licked and sucked on the base as well as the tip of your long, thick cock so hungrily.

'Fuck! I hope Uncle Cranky Doodle and Aunt Matilda don't get mad about me being tardy!' you thought again before looking down at the girls who were still licking and sucking your dick. Soon, both girls stopped and gazed at your long, hard rod, throbbing and ready for action.

"Wow, he's certainly huge, if I do say so myself. I wonder what it's gonna feel like to take it all in. Maybe this whole "sex" thing might be educational," Princess Twilight said innocently. "Oh! Now that I think about it, there was a part in my research where it says the male lover is supposed to "eat his female partner out." Anon, do you have any idea what that's supposed to mean?" You could swear that the princess is so innocent you could just smother her with hugs and cuddles.

"Let me see, I saw it once before, so maybe I can put it to the test," you said. You picked up Princess Twilight and laid her down on Sci-Twi's bed, the came face to face with her pussy. So cute and pink, it looked so good, you could just eat it up.

You lean down and make contact with Princess Twilight's royal quarters, licking her entrance, making her squeal in surprise and jolt as a result. "Whoa! This is... not what I expected, but... Ooh! It feels pretty good and I'm loving what I'm getting," Princess Twilight said, moaning. You continue to give her sweet pussy a few good lickings, then dove your tongue inside her wet inner walls. She yelps loudly, then squirms in delight, groping her naked EE-cup breasts and getting more aroused. But Princess Twilight wasn't the only one who needed some love right now and Sci-Twi made sure you knew by laying herself on your back.

Her boobs felt really big like a couple of soft, fleshy pillows. She put her hand under your chin, stroked it and then gave you wet kisses on your cheek.

Of course, you removed your lips from Princess Twilight's pussy and turned to Sci-Twi, meeting her lips with yours while you fingered Princess Twilight. Both Twilights moaned sensually. You can feel your heart ready to jump out of your chest from how amazing this felt. You turned over to Sci-Twi and grabbed her by the hips before setting her down on her bed, then ate out her pussy. She yelps in surprise, but moaned happily. You also kept fingering Princess Twilight so both girls would receive equal pleasure.

The Twilights were feeling like their worlds were being turned upside down, their minds going blank and you switched girls from time to time. Every 10 to 20 seconds, you'd eat out Sci-Twi and finger Princess Twilight, then vice versa, getting them both wet and ready for the main event.

After both girls were good and wet, you gave them some time to catch their breaths. "Phew, that was a lot more fun than I thought it would be. Are you girls feeling okay?" you asked. Both Twilights waited a little bit longer, then nodded at you to let you know they're feeling okay now. You chuckle and give these two cute eggheads a great big hug, making them giggle. They hug you back, then kiss you on the cheeks. Afterwards, both of 'em wrapped their arms around your neck and pulled you onto the bed.

"It's time, Anon. We're ready. So which one of us do you want to... you know?" Sci-Twi asked, blushing a bit, smiling shyly, feeling nervous.

"Let's see... how about I start off with you, Sci-Twi?" you said. She gave you a delighted look, like you just gave her the 1st edition of a book she's always wanted. "I'll take that cute smile as a yes. Princess, I'll give you a chance, too, it's just that your human counterpart has been patient during our "happy" time, so I believe she deserves to know what it feels like to experience real sex."

"That's okay. I can wait," Twilight replied casually. Well, at least she's understanding. Now to move onto the timid nerdy girl in front of you. With Sci-Twi still laying on her back, you move yourself on top of her, but you could tell she was still a little bit nervous.

"Hey, don't worry. If it hurts, you tell me straight away and I'll stop," you assured her. Sci-Twi nodded and latched her arms and legs around you. You lowered yourself down, slowly and carefully aiming your throbbing member at her wanting pussy. You press it against her womanhood lips, trying to insert it inside her love cave, but she was too tight to let you do it. You can hear her whimpering. You waited for a bit, then resumed going in until finally, you bottomed out and broke her hymen. She yelped in pain after having her cherry popped, but you didn't keep going and comforted Sci-Twi, giving her hugs and kisses to the cheek and lips.

"Mmmph!!! Ouch! That hurts!" she strained.

"It's okay. I know it hurts, but just give it some time and you'll be okay. I've got you," you said. Sci-Twi looked up at you, her big, lavender, tear-filled eyes were enough to get you right in the feels. She smiles and kisses you before laying back down. She gives you the okay once she was finally used to the size. You took it slow and thrusted gently inside Sci-Twi, making her moan and whimper. As for Princess Twilight, she merely watched and played with her womanhood, making these cute, playful moaning sounds.

"Oh gosh! Oh my stars! Mmmm, why does it feel... so... good!" Sci-Twi moaned. You just kept going, slowly building up speed as you kept fucking her good. The pain soon disappeared and the egghead with the ponytail began making her ahegao face now enjoying the sex.

You looked down at her bouncing boobs and groped them. "Mmmmph!!! Oh yes! Right there!" she moaned in ecstacy, staring up at you with her pleased expression. You smiled down at her and then stopped completely before rolling you two and placing her on top. She quickly caught on and grinded her hips, riding your cock, moaning for of your juicy cock. Who were you to deny Sci-Twi of such a request? You groped her ass and thrusted upwards while she rode even faster. She let out sultry growls, biting her lip. "Yes, my stars, yes, show me just how much you want me, Anon, plow my pussy good!"

"Jeez, Twi. Are you always like this?" you asked, groaning. She lays herself down on top of you, mashing her boobs against your chest. "Oh-ho-ho hell yeah! I love this so much!" Sci-Twi keeps going, her pussy getting tighter and your dick expanding slowly inside her as this drags on.

"I only get like this when I'm with you now," Sci-Twi whispers. My my, she's quite the naughty bookworm and she's definitely in need for some spankings. You slap her butt hard, making her yelp in surprise. As a result, she rides your member faster and you kept spanking her. She leans down and makes out, dancing her tongue together with yours in an erotic waltz. All this excitement was driving you closer and closer towards your breaking point, building pressure down below. You tried to warn her, but Sci-Twi was just too caught up in the moment to care and kept riding more of your sausage.

Soon, the pressure was let loose and your cock flared inside her womb, flooding her with your potent semen, which she let out a scream of pure ecstacy. She came right after you, before passing out, going limp after that one round of pleasure. "Oh god... that was intense," you panted.

"I'll say," Princess Twilight said. "Do all people lose their minds when having sex?" Once again, the princess' innocence is just too cute for you to get past, even when on the talk of adult things. "Well, anyways, since she's out of commission, mind if I give it a shot? I've been to try a very effective position." The princess quickly gets on all fours on the bed and sticks her cute booty out. "Ta-da, doggy style."

"Good god, girl, why are you so cute?" you asked, chuckling.

Princess Twilight giggles. "Because I was born cute... And I'm Twilightlicious," she winks. Okay, that's it. With a burst of energy, you got behind Twilight and aimed your cock at her dripping flower. You teased her a bit, rubbing the tip against her shiny entrance. She was getting well-lubed up and aroused just from that and soon, you entered her pussy with ease. "Mmm, oh Celestia! That's gotta be about... 9 or 10 inches long and 2 or 3 inches thick, that's impressive!"

"Hold on, did you just... measure my cock with your pussy?" you asked, surprised.

"Mmm, maybe?" she squeed cutely. Needing not ask anymore pointless questions, you grabbed her by the waist and began plowing this horny princess. Still, it was a surprise that this version of Twilight was a princess in another world and you're fucking her right in the pussy. That does beg another question: If she's a pony princess, does that mean she can't get pregnant by you? Although, speaking of pregnancy, you got a little worried for Sci-Twi, since you didn't have a condom on when you filled her up. Let's just hope it was either a safe day or she was on a pill, or else you're a dead man walking.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the princess' moaning. She jolted her head up a few times, liking the feeling of sex, even though this was her first time. God, her royal pussy felt just as amazing as Sci-Twi's, how do these girls even do it, that's what you wanna know.

Wet slaps and hungry moans rang throughout the room. Princess Twilight was going nuts, but doing her best to keep in check as she takes in as much of this fun as she could. "S-S-Sweet Celestia! I... I should've... ahhh... o-o-oh yes... done this a... a long time ago!" Twilight hollered. Music to your ears. Her words rang beautifully and made you thrust faster, harder and deeper like a dog, rutting it's mate. You could feel her womb entrance being kissed by your cock repeatedly, constantly begging to be let in.

She got even tighter than before, your dick growing bigger. No doubt both of you were ready to blow. Hoisting her high up while you stood tall, you held Twilight from under her legs and fucked her while standing behind her, reaching the deepest areas of her royal caverns.

This horny princess threw her head up high in the air, her body twitching in excitement. You grunted and groaned, feeling your climax reaching its limits. With the last ounce of your strength, you hilt balls deep in her love cave, causing this heated princess to scream like a banshee and cum hard. The relief hits you hard as you fill up Twilight with your essence, slowly expanding her belly. You grunted, letting your cock throb and pump more seed deeper inside her womb. She was losing consciousness slowly. But then... "Anon... please... set me down... I gotta... gotta do something before it's too late!" she said, semi sex drunk.

"What... do you mean?" you asked, panting heavily, setting her down.

"I'll explain later, just... you might wanna... head home. Your folks... might be worred sick," Princess Twilight said, making you jolt up in realization. "Don't worry about me, I'm... gonna be fine. But wow... you were just so... amazing just now..." she did her best to stay conscious. She leans up towards you and plants a peck on your lips before limping over to the side of the room. You saw what looked like her bag.

"I... well... okay then, but... tell Sci-Twi to call me when she wakes up, okay?" you asked. Princess Twilight nodded and then you grabbed your clothes, putting them back on before leaving the room.

"Please be okay, girls. Oooh, I hope my aunt and uncle aren't too mad at me!" you panicked to yourself. Thankfully, since your house was a hop, skip and a jump from Twilight's house, you could easily walk there before it got dark outside. The only problem you found out as you opened up the door... "Crap... nightfall."

A Dazzling Reward

Author's Note

A quick note. Not all of the story will be like the movie. I'm turning it into my own version of a spidey harem story that feels a bit more original and more appealing to you all... and yes some of the characters in the story will end up getting knocked up by Spider-Man.

A Dazzling Reward

You bolt over to your aunt and uncle's house as quick as you can, praying to God that they wouldn't kill you for coming home so late. You walk inside the house and head straight for the kitchen. You spot the paint tools and green paint covering the walls. 'Oh no... I'm too late,' you thought to yourself. You sigh and take a look around for anything you might at least try to do. That's when you see a note by the sink and Uncle Cranky Doodle's handwriting on the paper.

"Michaelangelo, meatloaf and veggies in oven," it reads. Well, at least he's not angry and didn't tell aunt Matilda to make you go hungry. Then again, he's not that cruel.

Just then, you hear distant arguing from the house next door. You look and see Sunset and her mother arguing with Sunset's deadbeat, drunk-ass dad. 'Oy vey, doesn't that fucker ever learn,' you thought, but can't do anything since it's a family matter. As usual, that fuckface is complaining and sitting on his fat ass wanting more beer, which got you wondering why Sunset's mother married that shithole. You sigh and decide to take out the trash, so you go and grab the trash bag.

You walk outside the backyard, ignoring the arguing. Soon, you opened up the trash bin and put the trash inside just as Sunset came. "Were you listening to that?" she ask.

"No." Really? Why lie to her? "Well, I heard, but I was taking out the trash." Well, at least you're not muttering or else things could get awkward between you two. Sunset's smile still gives you good vibes as she chuckles while you walk towards the fence that divides your houses.

"I guess you can always hear us," Sunset says.

"Everybody shouts," You're not wrong about that.

"Your aunt and uncle don't," Sunset points out.

"Oh, they can scream pretty good sometimes," you say, remembering the times when your aunt and uncle once screamed so loud, it sounded like bloody murder, but that was either from a defective light bulb breaking or Matilda burning her hand while cooking. But before you get too caught up in those moments... "Listen, Sunset, about today... at school with Flash--"

"You really freaked us out," Sunset says.

"I know, really sorry about that. Is he okay, at least?" you ask. Yeah, it's kinda weird for you to be worrying about the guy who would pick on you all the time, but that's just the way you are. Deep down, you're as caring and compassionate as your dear aunt and uncle.

"He's just happy you didn't give him a black eye for graduation," Sunset shrugs it off. Well, that's a relief, but man that would've been funny. "So where are you going after you graduate?"

"I wanna move into the city. And hopefully get a job as a photographer. Work my way through college," you explain, thinking about how good it would be, living the city life. Taking beautiful photos, enrolling into a good University and furthering your education from there. "What about you?"

"Oh, I'm heading for the city, too," Sunset says. "I can't wait to get out of here. It's bad enough I have to deal with my dad's drunken bullshit. I wanna..." she hesitated for a second, but had you curious.

"What? What is it?" you ask. Sunset fidgeted a little, as if she was unsure about revealing her dream to you, thinking it might not sound good to you. "Come on, you can tell me." Finally, Sunset sighs, then looked at you, blushing while keeping that beautiful smile on her face.

"The thing is... I wanna gain some experience acting. And I was planning on practicing acting by enrolling into Canterlot University after high school," she says.

"Really?" you ask, surprised and happy to hear. She nods. "That's perfect!" A little overboard, but hey, at least you're earning cool points for supporting her. "You were awesome in all the school plays!"

"You think so?" Sunset blushes a bit.

"Of course! I cried like a baby when you played Cinderella," you mentioned, making her chuckle.

"Anon, that was first grade," she points out.

Really, dude? You done went and lost cool points for that. "Well... even so. Sometimes you know people. And sometimes, you can just... see what's coming your way." Now that makes up for it.

"So, what do you see coming for you?" she asks.

"I don't know. Whatever it is, it's something I've never felt before," you say. Today's been nothing but a string of strange incidents and you just can't quite wrap your finger around it.

"Then... what about me?" she asks.

"For you... you're gonna light up Canterlot, then someday, maybe even Broadway," you praise. Sunset loved how caring you're being towards her.

"You know... you're taller than you look," she says, making you blush a bit.

"That's because I tend to hunch all the time," you say, shamefully, doing it once again, but Sunset goes and puts a hand on your chin, thus making your heart beat faster.

"You shouldn't have to hunch anymore. Never be ashamed of who you are," she encourages you before slowly removing her hand from your chin, giving you a new ray of hope.

Sadly, your moment is interrupted by the sound of a car horn honking. You and Sunset look and see Flash has shown up in his brand new car. All the air in your balloon comes out and once again a dark cloud descends directly over your head. "Hey, Sunset, come for a ride in my new birthday present!" he says.

'This guy, I swear,' you thought before looking at Sunset. "See ya."

"Bye. And remember what I said. You don't have to hunch anymore. There's a lot of good qualities about you that you should embrace," Sunset reminds. She gives you a pat on your hand before leaving with Flash in his so-called kick-ass car. Giving that car one more look, you get an idea.

"Cool car, my ass," you muttered before heading inside. "I'll show him."

The next day, you're taking a look at the newspaper catalog for some cars you want to buy. You check the prices of each car and most vehicles are way too pricey. Nevertheless, you keep searching until finally, one car catches your eye: a Sports Convertible for only $2500. Now, knowing your lifestyle, all that you can afford was a lousy school lunch and asking your aunt and uncle to loan you that kind of money is out of the question as they're already doing all they can to provide for you. But luck is on your side when you notice an ad in the paper about a wrestling match and the prize is a whopping $3,000.

Yup, this is just the break you need. You can already envision yourself driving up to Sunset's house and taking her for a ride around the city in that new hot rod.

Now... for the tricky part: A costume. The rules clearly state you need a costume in order to wrestle in the match and it has to be original and hiring some pro costume designer doesn't come cheap. So, you get out a notebook and some art pens and markers. You draw up several different costume designs. However, none of them seem to look right and have some major flaws. Flaws such as no utility belt, or even a symbol and of course, costumes that need more color in their design to make them unique. For the failed designs, you crumbled some of the pages and toss them to the side or in the trash.

The symbol for your suit, however, has many successful possibilities. Just then, that spider that bit you during the field trip gives you an idea. You recalled the color of the spider being red and blue... the perfect colors for your brand new costume.

Soon, you begin working on your newest design. You can already feel the inspiration coming to you, especially from a certain bacon-haired beauty that stole your heart. The design for your costume is quickly coming together and soon, you finish it up and lo and behold, your costume design is ready.

The results are amazing. This is definitely the break you need. But then, you realize how much time and energy it'll take to make a suit that complex. No matter, you can always try and make a beta version of the suit before working on the actual suit itself.

"Hmm... I wonder if it's possible to make even more suits along the way," you say to yourself. True, your main suit looks amazing, but you can't stop thinking how great it would be to design a few backup suits with their own amazing features amd unique possible built-in upgrades. However, coming up with that much suits will take more time, but it couldn't hurt to draw them up on your notebook.

Thank god, it's a weekend, which means you've got just enough time to draw some of them down. "Anon, you can be such a geek sometimes," you tell yourself, smiling.

It's the next day, a Sunday, the day of the wrestling match. You were in your room, training for when you were gonna take home the prize. You put a can of soda on your dresser and got on your bed, taking aim so you could grasp your powers more effectively and accurately. You shoot out a string of webbing, it misses, you shoot out a second string of webs, that misses too, but the 3rd one catches your soda and you zip it over to you, then spin a web at your lamp, then tug on it. However, you tugged a little too hard, making it come towards your face, but you dodged out of the way in time.

The lamp then hit the wall and smashed into pieces. That doesn't not go unoticed. You hear a knocking at your bedroom door, followed by your aunt Matilda's voice.

"Anon?" she called out. You head over to the door and open the door slightly. She looked curious and concerned as she tries to peek inside. "What's going on in there?"

"I'm exercising. I'm not dressed, aunt Matilda," you're not truly lying about that.

"Well... you're acting so strangely, Anon," Matilda says, letting it slide. "Just make sure to let me know if there's anything wrong, okay?"

"Okay, thanks," you nod.

Soon, you close the door as aunt Matilda walks away. You take another look at your room, seeing the extreme webbing mess you've made. Might as well clean up before leaving for your big match. The last thing need right now is your aunt having a panic attack, thinking there's a pest problem.

Meanwhile, out in the Northern part of Canterlot City, the very same tentacled young lady is making her way up to this big 3-story house, which is blocked off by a brick wall and black steel gate.

'A mere puppet, am I? Nothing but a mere shadow of your so-called "greatness?" Well, we're gonna see just how great you really are... when I show you who the TRUE master is!" the young lady says before climbing over the gate, making her way towards the entrance of the house. She forces the door open with her mechanical arms, alerting whoever is inside. She hears a scream coming from the kitchen and walked towards it while retracting her armored tentacles.

"Honey, I think we've got intruders!" a woman's voice called out before she revealed herself. She had gray skin and lavender eyes, but her hair is purple and done in a bun. "You there! How did you break the door down and why are you here?! Get out before I call the cops!"

"Surely, you of all people should know who I am. After all... you drove me to this to begin with. And now it's time I paid you back tenfold for every fucking moment when you made my entire life miserable!" the young lady says, making her way closer to the older woman, making her cower in fear. The woman then sees something about this stranger that seems familiar to her. As soon as she's close enough. "Now you will see who the real puppets are and who the true master is, you foul bitch!"

"No! It... It can't be! You're not supposed to be here anymore! We threw you out! How can you even be alive, you filthy little lab rat! How did you escape... Octavia Melody?!" the woman panics. In a swift motion, the young lady, named Octavia threw off her trench coat, revealing herself.

Octavia grabbed the woman by the neck and hoisted her up in the air. "Simple... my reach is far and evergrowing now, while you are now weak... just like you've always been... mother," she hisses. Tavi's mother struggled to get free, but to no avail, as her daughter's tentacles prove to be too strong. Just then, she hears footsteps from upstairs climbing down and right away, she sees a man. His hair was black like Tavi's, but his eyes are brown and had a bit of a gut and caucasian skin. "Glad you could join us... father."

"Impossible! Octavia?!" the man exclaims in surprise before he's grabbed by the neck, too. Octavia brings both parents closer to her and glares intensely at the two of them. "Unhand me, you... you vile mistake of a monstrous child, you!" Ooh, poor choice of words for you, fatso.

Their scarred, enraged daughter takes one of her vacant tentacles and because all of them are sharp, she has no trouble with piercing her father, but not too deep. He yelled out in agony. "Silence your tongue, you fat fuck, I've endure enough of your repulsive, abusive behavior and now the roles have changed! I'm going to make you and mother suffer for treating me like a puppet all my life! ALL MY LIFE... AND NOT ONCE DID I EVER RECEIVE ANY PRAISE FROM YOU FOUL MONSTERS!!!" Octavia yells.

"You've always been a puppet, you ungrateful pest!" yeah, her bitch-ass mother should really rethink her next words, 'cause now she gets stabbed by her daughter's tentacles as well, but made sure she doesn't hit any of her vital areas or punctures too deep into her skin. She screams in pain, then Octavia retracts two of her metal arms and watches them suffer the pain.

"This is only the beginning of your short, miserable lives. So now that we're all here... it's time to face the music, for the fat man... and lady... has sung," though her mother isn't fat, she's still terrified, as is her father as Octavia takes both of her abusive parents out of the house and off to a distant location in the city where there's less people while Tavi is taking in the melodic tune of her parents' muffled screams, knowing full well that payback time for them is long overdue. Let this be a lesson to abusive fucks out there.

Meanwhile, out in the city, in Timber Spruce's mansion, he's sitting in his study, reading the newspaper with his company, SpruceCorp, on the front page. He isn't happy though, as he reads on the front page in big bold letters "SpruceCorp may lose contract to Rider."

It feels like a real slap in the face for Timber, yet he opens up the newspaper. More bold letters with a question asking "Is this the end of Timber Spruce?" Hopefully it doesn't come to that for him. But then, all of a sudden, Timber hears a faint, sinister cackle. He looked around and heard it once again. At first, he thinks his mind is playing tricks on him. He puts his hand over his face and sighs. "Ugh, I need a drink." he said to himself, trying to not to go crazy right then and there.

Meanwhile, back in your aunt and uncle's house, "Something's botherin' him. Maybe he's too embarrassed to tell me what it is or maybe I'm just too embarrassed to ask him. I just don't know anymore," Uncle Cranky Doodle said, thinking about your recent behavior.

Speaking of you, you're coming down the stairs and about to head out for your main event. "Hey guys, I'm heading over to the downtown library, I'll see you later," you say in a hurry. You go over to the door and were about to head out, but then your Uncle Cranky Doodle suddenly surprises you.

"Hang on a second, kiddo, I'll drive you there," he says.

"Oh no, that's alright, I'll take the bus," you insist, but your uncle persists on taking you.

"No, no, no, I need the exercise. Go on, go, go," he says.

Well, if he says he's gonna drive you there, you might as well. But hopefully he'll just drop you off and it'll be the end of that and no drama. So, you head out to the car, Cranky Doodle waves to Matilda goodbye and catches up with you, climbing into the car. Cranky starts up the engine and pulls out of the driveway and out onto the road, but you keep quiet during the whole trip.

Just then, after you arrive across the street from the library, "Thanks for the ride, uncle." But as you're about to head out, he stops you.

"Now, hold on, Anon, we need to talk," Cranky said, being serious, but not in a scolding way. You want this to wait until after your match, so you try persuading him.

"We can talk later."

"Well we can talk now... if you let me," Yup, Cranky Doodle is always a tough cookie.

"But what do we have to talk about, why now?"

"That's because we haven't talked at all. For so long, your Aunt Matilda and I don't even know who you are anymore, you've shirked your chores, you have all those weird experiments in your room, then worst of all there's those fights at school," Cranky lists.

"But I didn't start that fight, remember?" you said in defense.

"Well, you sure as hell finished it, that's for sure," Cranky points out. That's your uncle for ya, straight and narrow, you gotta love him.

"What was I supposed to do, run away?" you ask.

"No, no, you're not supposed to run away, but... Anon, look. You're changing and I know. I went through the exact same thing when I was your age." Did he now? "Anon, these are the years when a man changes into the man he's gonna become for the rest of his life. Just be careful who you change into." Well, this is one lesson you'll never forget and... to be honest, this might benefit you. "This guy, Flash Sentry, he probably deserved what happened, but just because you can beat him up doesn't give you the right to. Now remember this important rule, Anon... with great power comes great responsibility."

"I... I understand, Uncle Cranky," you say, looking down. "Sorry. I didn't mean to make you and my aunt worry, I guess I was just so caught up in the moment."

"That's alright. Just come and talk to us if you ever have any problems," Uncle Cranky said. You nod and give him a hug, letting him know you appreciate the talk. "I'll pick you up here at 10." You nod and then climb out of the car and close the door before watching your uncle drive off.

"One day, I'll tell you. When the time is right," you mutter to yourself before heading off.

In almost a half hour, you make it to the stadium where two wrestlers were going at it in the ring. The crowd is cheering and chanting "Bone Saw, Bone Saw, Bone Saw." You get a little closer and see that he looks like an older version of your classmate, Bulk Biceps. Only his hair is longer and he has this beard and mustache combo and wore a black wrestling suit with saw blade stickers. From the looks of things, you can tell he is having fun crushing his opponents... and also their bones apparently.

You head off to the locker rooms where you change out of your normal clothes and put on your wrestling costume, ready to go.

"Let's do it," you say. You head off to the spot in the stadium where the other wrestlers are signing up to get the big bucks and you can tell, these guys look serious. They're much bigger than you, but they might not have the same kind of strength just like you do. You wait and wait until...

"There's no featherweight division here, small fry, next," the woman says, looking at you like you're a joke and is about to dismiss you.

"No, no, sign me up. I actually want to be in this" you insist. The lady sitting at her table looks up at you in surprise and feeling a bit concerned. She still doesn't think it's a good idea to let you out there, but because you insist, she doesn't argue with you any further.

"Okay. You understand that CWL is not responsible for any injury you might and probably will sustain while participating in said event and you're participating on your own free will?" she asks.

"Yes," you reply, confidentally. 'If it means winning the grand prize and buying a brand new car to show off to my crush, then I don't care if I do end up with an injury. It's probably petty of me to be doing this, but I can't back out of it now,' you say in your mind.

"Down the hall, to the ramp. May God be with you. Next," she says. You then make your way over to the ramp as she instructed you to do. Even from behind the ramp, you hear the sound of a man shouting and then a crash in the ring.

"ARE YOU READY FOR MORE?" the announcer called out.

"BONE SAW IS READY!!!" sounded like the champion.

Sounds like it's your time to shine. "Will the next victim please enter the arena at this time? If he can withstand just three minutes in the cage Bone Saw Biceps, the sum of $3,000 will be paid to--" he stopped for a moment and turned his attention to you. "-- What's your name, kid?"

"The Human Spider," you said. Wait, what? Seriously?

"The Human Spider, that's it? That's the best you got?" See? Even he thinks you should give yourself a better name than that crappy one.

"Yeah." Wow... how lame.

"Well, that sucks," ouch, burn. Finally, "The sum of $3,000 will be paid to... the terrifying... the deadly..." aaand here comes your crappy name. "The Amazing... SPIDER-MAN!" Oh wait, that sounds better. Right after that, the curtains go up and the light shines down on you, yet you look confused.

You look back at one of the staff. "My name's The Human Spider." Don't drag that out.

"I don't care, get out there," Seriously, just go with it, it sounds more badass.

"No, you got my name wrong!" Dude, let it go.

"Get out there, you moron," the guy pushes you out and you just sigh in defeat and just head out to the stage, of course receiving "boos" and jeers from the crowd. But no, it doesn't stop there because Bone Saw Biceps, yeah apparently, he's Bulk Bicep's dad, has his own "Pussy Posse" giving you shit about how he's gonna cream you and rip you apart and all that lame-ass shit.

'God, who the hell had sex with these whores and didn't appreciate it?' you ask in your mind. Honestly, it's anyone's guess, but your money should be put on the Pussy Posse leader.

"OH MY GOD! OH, MY LEGS! OH GOD, I CAN'T FEEL MY LEGS!" one of the wrestling victims cries out and you feel sorry for this guy getting massacred like that. You climb into the cage while everyone in the audience shouts out "kill him," like the savages they are. But then, you hear a clanking noise and look above you, seeing a big cage coming down. Is this even part of the show? You walk over to one of the corners, confused and a little bit scared of what's going on around you right now.

"Hello, guy?" you calls out.

"Will the guards please lock the cage doors at this time?" the announcer asks.

"Hey, listen! This is some kind of mistake! I didn't sign up for a caged match!" you call out. The guards don't listen and go right along and lock the cage up tightly. Even so, you keep trying, "HEY, UNLOCK THE THING, TAKE THE CHAIN OFF!"

"Hey freak show!" Bone Biceps calls out, making you turn around. "You're goin' nowhere! I gotcha for three minutes, three minutes of... playtime!" he grins. Okay, bottom line, Bulk's dad is a real hard-ass piece of shit, you'll give him that much. The bell rings afterwards. Just like a bull in a bull fight, he comes charging at you and you quickly jump out of the way of the oaf by sticking to the cage high up. The klutz runs straight into the bars and falls to the ground, which makes you laugh a little. He gets up. "What are you doing up there?!"

"Staying away from you. That's a cute outfit, did your husband give it to you?" Are you fucking serious right now, do you want this guy to pulverize you?

Bone Biceps yells as he jumps up to grab you, but you jump out of his grasp with a backflip. He charges at you again, only to land on the canvas of the ring while you web-zip up over him and land with a frontflip, landing perfectly safe on all fours. "Finish him off!" you heard one of the girls say. You get up and looked over and... OH CRAP, he's gotta chair now! BAM! He hits you and goes in and hits you again, You fall down on your stomach, grunting, before attempting to get back up. But no, Bone Biceps isn't finished. He slams the chair on you two more times, slamming you back down onto the floor of the ring.

You hear him throw the chair away and grab you, slamming you against the bars of the cage, then back down on the matt, the crowd is enjoying your misery.

"KICK HIS SPIDER ASS!!! YEAH!!!" one of his girls shouts, handing him a crowbar. You get all wide-eyed, then all of a sudden, the face of Flash Sentry pops into your mind, all the times he bullied you. If there's ever a time for you to get angry, this is one of those times. You then, in a fit of rage, deliver a flurry of kicks to this champ, knocking him backwards a few inches. But he still keeps on coming. In your enraged state, you get up and web up his hands, then spin him around and slam him hard against the cage, yelling angrily.

BOOM!!! The man is down and out. The crowd goes wild. You're panting heavily, then you snap out of your anger when you hear the referee counting. "ONE! TWO! THREE! THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT!" he says, calling it on the match and then raising up your hand. "WINNER!!!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for the new champion, SPIDER-MAN!!!" the announcer proclaimed. In that moment, your whole world exploded like the 4th of July. This moment is too good to be true, but it's happened, you did it... you won the match... and the cash prize. You raise your other hand and celebrate your victory, taking in the cheering of "Spider-Man." In fact... that's definitely gonna be your new name. Much better than being called that cliche Human Spider, that's for sure.

Later on, after your match, you leave the ring and head back to the locker room. You take off your mask and let out a big breath of air. "Phew... not to self, make a mask that doesn't cut off air."

"Why make a mask at all when you've got a good-looking face like that?" a woman calls out. You walk over to the back of the locker room and come face-to-face with three ladies sitting on a bench. The girl in the middle has cream-yellow skin, poofy orange hair with magenta eyes. The girl on the left has bright lavender skin, dark violet eyes with matching purple hair and cyan green stripes, which have been arranged into two ponytails. The girl on the right has light blue skin with magenta eyes like the girl sitting in the middle. Her hair is a mixture of baby blue and midnight blue in the form of stripes done in a very cute ponytail.

"Hey! I remember you girls! you're the Dazzlings! What brings you here? Please tell me you're not here to get revenge after that incident at the Battle of the Bands," you say, feeling cautious.

"Relax, there's no need to wet your pants you little sissy, we're not here to hurt anyone. Besides, we wouldn't gain anything from killing you or putting you under our spell," Aria says. Phew, thank goodness for that, otherwise you would've... wait, you've got powers now, what are you worried about? "We're actually here for a very particular reason we think you might actually like."

"Oh? What's that?" you ask.

"You see, we've seen you fight earlier in the ring and we are mighty impressed with how you took down Bone Biceps with that last attack of yours. So impressed that we decided that whoever beat the pants off of that muscle-bound womanizer would get a special reward from us. And it looks like you're the lucky candidate who's about to get his reward, if you know what I mean," Dagi said. Oh, you have a pretty good idea on what she has in store for you, but you won't hold your breath.

"I... believe so," you nod.

"Yay! Finally, I've been dying to have a little fun!" Sonata cheers happily.

"Hehe, even now, I never forgot how cute you are," you say.

Sonata blushes and giggles at your comment. "While you're busy fawning over Sonata and her "cuteness," why don't you come and have a seat and we'll get to work on your reward," Dagi says. She stands up, then pats her spot on the bench for you to sit down. You do as she says willingly, then feel Dagi sit herself down on your lap, which already makes your little guy down there poke through your pants. "Mmm, feels like somebody's already liking what they're getting, I'm impressed. This could be fun."

Adagio smiles seductively into your soul. Her glistening stare is almost mesmerizing that you can't seem to look away from her alluring gaze. She cups your face, giggling seductively before capturing your lips, giving a soft, low, arousing moan.

You stiffen up at how good she is. And she's just making out with you. Giving into the temptation, you quickly wrap both arms around her and kiss her back. Tongues are already dancing together, but she's quickly dominating you in the kiss. Her two sisters get kinky as well. You hear them rustling their clothes before feeling Aria latch onto your neck and Sonata planting soft kisses on your cheek. Aria pulls your hand away from Adagio and has you wrap it around her, touching her soft, firm ass. Sonata takes your other hand and places it on one of her breasts, which surprises you when you find out she has no top.

"Mmm, wow. His hands feel really good, Aria," Sonata shudders pleasurably.

"You got that right, ya airhead. He's grabbing my ass like he owns it," Aria agrees. Your mind is racing a thousand miles from these three hot babes slowly building you up for a hot time with them. You're starting to wonder how many girls are gonna get you laid before you finally get with Sunset. Only God knows what's gonna happen next, but you don't care anymore. Dagi then separates from your lips, then moves down on her knees and helps get your pants and boxers off. Lo and behold, your cock springs out.

"Ooh, what a big monster you have here," Dagi says, giving you a soft handjob. You tingle all over, shuddering like crazy while the sex expert works on your cock so well. Dagi really lets you have it, licking around the base, up and down, then kissing the tip. "Oh girls, you've gotta try this. His cock is tasty.

"Really? Ooh! Let me try!" Sonata exclaims, getting down on her knees. She gives your cock some tender licks as well as the tip of your throbbing member. "Mmm, tastes better than any taco I've ever eaten. I could actually get addicted to this." She says, swooning. Sonata goes further down and captures one of your ballsacks in her mouth, sucking on it gently. You never felt this good before. Of course, Aria takes this opportunity to suck on your other ball and now have all three girls giving you a trouple funtime.

Adagio gets straight to the good part and takes in about half of your cock in her mouth. Her warm, wet mouth lubing up your meat stick has never felt so good. You groan in bliss, gripping the bench tightly as these three amazing girls turn your world upside-down.

If any man saw you in this situation, they'd be wanting a piece of the action, too. You stroke Adagio's soft, poofy hair, getting the orange vixen to moan lustfully on your throbbing penis. Aria and Sonata keep sucking your balls hungrily like they're enjoying their favorite treat. You hold on for dear life, doing your hardest to not climax so soon into the oral sex. But man, these girls are just too good. Their moaning on your balls and dick is sending so many vibrations throughout your body. It's like these sexy girls are playing for keeps after everything that's happened to them back at CHS last year.

You stare down, seeing Dagi look up at you with half-lidded eyes. This sexy, orange vixen is not messing around with you when it comes to what she wants. Sexually frustrated chicks like her are like a wet dreams becoming reality to you. Sonata and Aria are no slouches either.

Aria could get rough with your ballsack any moment, but even she's not cruel enough to bite down so hard as to pull one of your testies out... at least that's what you hope. Sonata, on the other hand, she's far too nice to do something like that. Really the only thing she'd ever put in her mouth, aside from your dick, is a nice, juicy, hot and spicy taco... or maybe two. But either way, both girls are really working your ballsacks good, lubing them up and getting a good taste like they're delicious treats.

Eventually, you feel that familiar tingling sensation down below building up. "G-Girls! It's coming, you might wanna be ready for it!" you warn. But neither of the girls heed the warning and start ambushing your dick all at once, Dagi still taking the upper half, Aria taking one side of your lower half dick and Sonata happily slurping the other half of your dick.

You can no longer keep it down and throw your head up, groaning as your cock erupts loads of seed into Dagi's throat, inflating her cheeks. She pulls away mid-climax to let her sisters have a taste of your scrumptious cock milk and neither girl looks disappointed. You look down to see the three sirens have part of their faces covered in your sticky cum, looking so happy right now. "Mmm, tastes so good. I dare say, you're certainly a healthy one, I'll give you that much, handsome," Adagio compliments.

"T-Thanks. I hardly get that at all," you reply.

"Aww, you don't? Well screw the haters, you're handsome in our books," Sonata says before she wipes her face clean and then gives you a big hug.

"For once, I actually agree, but don't let it get to your head... stud," Aria smirks.

"You know, I have a name you can call me by. It's Anon, by the way," you say. Aria rolls her eyes like "whatever" and starts to wipe her face clean, along with her sisters. Afterwards, the Dazzlings all stare into your eyes seductively, ready for the main event... and so are you.

"Now then, Anon, are you ready for your big reward?" Adagio asks. You nod. "Good. But before that, would you please get up and turn around?"

"Y-Yes ma'am," you stutter a bit. You get up from the bench and look away from the girls. You hear the sounds of clothes rustling and dropping to the floor. Those sweet sounds are already making you hard again and ready for what you're about to get. You feel a finger tap on your shoulder. You turn around and are met with a delicious sight no man's ever dreamed of ever seeing. All three Dazzlings are now fully naked and ready to be banged and bred like it was mating season. "Oh hell fucking yeah."

"And I thought I swore a lot," Aria chuckles. "I'm liking you more already. Now, let's skip the bullshit and tell us which one of us you want to fuck first."

"Uh... well, I was thinking maybe I should start with you, Aria," You say. Aria looks at you, surpsied. "What's the matter, did I say something wrong?" you feel a little worried.

"The thing is... Aria hasn't had much luck with getting laid due to her... violent nature," Dagi says.

"I see. Then it's a good thing I'm here to change that. For some reason I find the bad girl types to be attractive in their own little way," you say, coming up to Aria. She blushes a bit. "And I'd be delighted to give you a hell of a time right now, so what do you say... Aria Blaze?" you ask, hugging her close to you.

Aria's surprised expression disappears quickly and a big grin forms on her face. "Then don't you dare hold back on me... I like it rough and hard," she whispers in your ear.

You nod, needing no further instructions. You quickly pin Aria against one of the lockers and aim you cock directly at her dripping snatch. "Are you ready, girl?" you ask. She turns to you with a seductive stare, biting her lower lip, as if telling you she's more than ready. That's all the info you need as you plunge into her womanly cavern and plow her tight little pussy like a steam piston. Aria moans loudly, holding onto the lockers as best she could, taking in such incredible pleasure. Your hands travel up and down her soft, sexy, hourglass body, sending shivers all throughout her gorgeous body.

"F-F-Fuck man! Ahhh, this feels good! Go harder, you son of a bitch!" she hollers. You keep up the pace, plowing her pussy even harder and start spanking her phat ass, leaving noticable red imprints. She gives off sultry growls, arching back and throwing her head up.

"Mmmph!!! So tight! How can you still be single?" you grunt. Aria's pussy gets tighter from that comment, guess she likes how you find her attractive. Your mind is racing a thousand miles and yet, you still want more, so you lean down and grope her two GG-cup melons. Man! It feels like you're groping two large pillowy marshmallows and it's so god damn good! Aria's moaning gets even louder. Her pussy gets even wetter and tighter, but you're able to slide in and out so easily. You pull her arms back, pulling her away from the locks and thrust deeper inside and harder, emitting loud, wet slaps.

"FUCK!!! AH YES!!! SLUTTIFY ME, YOU FUCKING STUD!!!" she exclaimed. She's slowly losing her mind the more you mess up her insides, shaping them to only fit your monster cock. You can tell it's kissing her womb entance and trying to force itself all the way inside.

Aria's sisters just watch in astonishment at how good you're giving it to her while also playing with themselves, wanting a piece of that action themselves. And they'll get their turn soon. Your ballsack is beginning to build pressure deep down and yet you can't stop yourself. Aria's not too far behind, her pussy is getting tighter by the second and she's looking forward to her climax. You thrust as fast and hard as you can, finally reaching inside her womb and push Aria over the edge. Aria almost lets out an ear-splitting scream, but in order to silence her, you pull the tomboy siren into a sloppy, wet kiss.

She screams into your mouth, cumming hard on your cock. You let loose your own orgasm, flooding her insides with your life-giving seed. She holds onto you for support, thrusting her tongue inside your mouth as you fill her up and bulging out her stomach.

Aria's legs buckle under the pleasure and when both your orgasms fade away, you pull out of her used snatch and set her down on the bench and kiss her one last time. Aria eventually passes out with a satisfied, goofy grin on her face, one that you'll remember for a long time. After that, you turn to the two other sirens, who are currently making out with each other. Suck a sexy sight leaves your member extra hard. "So, who would like to go next, my precious, dazzling girls," you ask.

"Ooh! Me! Me! Let me go!" Sonata calls out, breaking the kiss with Adagio.

"Go for it, sis. You earned it. And don't worry, Anon, I can easily wait a little longer," Adagio assures.

"Well, okay then. If you say so," you reply.

"Yay! I'm next!" Sonata proclaims. The taco-loving siren leaps into your arms and you add to the fun by spinning the naked cutie around in a circle, making her giggle happily. Once you put her, she then smothers your face with her sweet kisses. Afterwards, she lays herself down on the floor and then splits open her dripping womanhood, smiling up at you with her sweet gaze. God, she's such a cutie.

"Aww, you're so cute, you know that?" you point out, getting down on top of her. She tilts her head and blinks cutely, just to tease you some more.

You chuckle and feel her wrap her legs around your waist. You ease your cock inside her secret love entrance and hilt deep inside, making Sonata moan and blush. "Mmmm! You're so big! I don't know how Aria was able to handle this monster," Sonata compliments. You chuckle and start thrusting while you take off your shirt and lay down on top of Sonata, hugging her as you gave her lots of your love. She hugs you back and moans up a storm, locking you in place with her arms and legs. She feels so good. Her pussy's so tight, yet so wet, your cock fits inside her perfectly like a glove.

Sonata's breasts bounce beautifully with each thrust. You're mesmerized by their perfect rhythm and grope each bountiful mound with care, fondling her massive hugs in opposite circles. Sonata moans even more erotically, tightening around your cock some more.

"Mmmph!!! If I didn't know any better, I'd say you have sensitive breasts, Sonata!" you grunt. You keep pounding her love dungeon and showing her boobs some more love and don't show any signs of stopping, your breath getting heavier by each minute. You let go of Sonata's jiggling blue marshmallows and go in for a sweet, sloppy kiss, locking tongues with her. She welcomes your tongue without hesitation. Her hips move in sync with yours and she makes sweet, adorable moans as the pleasure continues.

"It's been a while... since I've had someone fuck me this good! Mmmph!!! I don't think... I can go... a day without... your big, manly dick!" Sonata moans, breaking the kiss briefly. She recaptures your lips and keeps her hips synchronized, slowly losing her marbles.

You keep it going, generating more speed and power into your thrusts. You dance your tongue together with hers and play with her breasts. Sonata is in heaven and so are you. This cute taco-loving siren is making you feel good on so many levels. You can only imagine how her sister, Dagi's gonna feel. Count your lucky stars, because at least you're receiving a lot more pussy than Flash'll ever get. You arch your head back, going nuts and thrusting faster than ever, plowing deeper into Sonata's love tunnel. Your cock buries balls deep inside her womb repeatedly and now she's gone limp with a goofy grin.

Looking down, you love how cute she is right now. Eyes lolled up, tongue lolled out, big blush across her face and she's at your complete mercy now.

She keeps moaning up a storm and even lets loose her climax, spraying your thick cock in her love juices, moaning loudly and you're nearly over the edge. You can barely keep it in. "Sonata! Heads up! I'm gonna bust a big nut inside you!" you warn, grunting.

"Inside! Inside! I want it inside!" she hollers, barely able to keep herself sane.

You grunt some more, plowing her mercilessly. Finally, it hits hard. You blast her insides with your potent seed, flooding her relentlessly and bulging out her stomach like Aria. She lets loose big, throaty moan, arching back and cumming twice. Her belly extends, shaping to make her look 3 months pregnant. You pant heavily, feeling your climax slowly fade away and just remain there, trying to catch your breath.

"Wow... you were amazing, Sonata," you say between heavy breaths.

"Impressive. You really did a number on my sisters, Anon. Perhaps I was right to pick you. You certainly know how to deliver the goods for someone so young," Adagio says, approaching you. You look up and stare into her lustful gaze, unable to ignore her busty ta-tas. You stand up, but Adagio pushes you back down onto the floor and straddles on top of you. "Now... I hope you've got some leftover cum inside that cock of yours, 'cause I've been so pent-up that I'm gonna ride this dick of yours for hours."

"Anything for you, Dagi," you say, admiring this sexy orange vixen. She chuckles and descends down on your cock, quickly enveloping it inside her tight, warm, wet pussy. "Mmmph!!! So good!"

"I know. It always feels good inside me," she replies seductively before riding you. She emits lewd, lustful, soft moans and quickly moves her hits in a circular motion, giving you the show of a lifetime. Man, you've just hit a home run with this chick. Looks like you're gonna enjoy the good life. Adagio keeps moaning softly atop your meat rod and staring down at you, putting all those pole dancers and strippers to shame with her sexy hourglass figure and impressive movements. She's what you'd call the ultimate temptress.

Getting a bit handsy, you reach up to grope her breasts, but she slaps your hands away. "Don't even think about touching my girls, I'm in charge now," she scolds teasingly.

Well, she's right about that. You moan along with her and watch as she caresses your fit, well-built body, starting with your shoulders, then up and down your arms. "Mmmm, what big guns you have. You must have been working out quite a bit," Dagi comments. She gets a feel of your chest, then your impressive 6-pack before she leans down and squeezes her boobs onto your chest. "You've made me so proud. Maybe one of these days we should meet up and have another go. Sound good to you?"

"Oh yeah, I'd love that!" you groan. She chuckles deeply.

"You can touch me now, stud," she whispers in your ear. Okay, now you REALLY love this babe. You wrap your arms around her flawless body and make out with her while she keeps riding you. She moans into the kiss, dominating in it, obviously. You reach down to her plump, gorgeous ass and caress her mounds of soft flesh, letting her keep her rhythm. She doesn't stop you and just keeps on going. You sit yourself up, still keeping her in a lip lock, even though she's got you in her control. But hey, you're not gonna start complaining when her milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.

Sadly, she breaks the kiss. "Yes! Adore me, you stud," she moans. She grabs your cheeks, then pulls you into her huge-ass bosom, smothering you in her booby trap. HELL YEAH!!! "I bet you love boobs, don't you, you handsome little pervert."

'God, please don't let this be a dream!' you exclaim in your head. You nuzzle your face into her soft pillows and hug Dagi while she just chuckles and keeps squeezing and riding expertly. Her movements make your cock thrust deeper inside her, knocking at her womb entrance.

You look up from withing her boobs, staring at her lustful gaze. "I love you girls so much," you say, now having Dagi stare down at you with a more... sincere smile, but still a bit sultry.

"Awww, we love you too, handsome. Come here and give Dagi some more sugar," she urges you. You move your face out of her bosom and kiss her again. Now she's riding you faster and harder than ever. Her moaning becomes more erotic while she holds onto you for dear life. You can barely hold it in. She doesn't stop and the tightness of her love dungeon isn't gonna get any looser. You thrust upwards and feel your cock hilt inside her womb, driving her over the edge and arch her head back. She breaks the kiss and moans loudly, twitching in pleasure before you finally cum inside her womb.

She climaxes with you and both of you hold onto each other. Your cock spurts loads of ropes into her love chambers while this sexy vixen sprays your crotch in her yellow love liquids. Her stomach bulges out from all the excess cum you still had stored away inside.

"Oh wow... so much!" Dagi says, calming down. You slump down on the floor and Dagi falls on top of you, her boobs once again pressing against your chest. You both pant heavily and she gives you a peck on the cheek, and nuzzles you happily. "You definitely got it, big guy. Now... are you ready for round 2?"

You look up and smile. "Go for it," you whisper.

And just like that, more sexiness ensues as does the lustful moaning.

Diamonds and Crystals

Author's Note

I am so... SO sorry for the delay. I'm doing all I can to get my stories back on track, but my drive is still pretty slow these days, so I hope this makes up for my long, LONG hiatus, peeps. As always, thanks for your patience and support, stay tuned and keep on bronying on.

Diamonds and Crystals

Panic rang among the streets. People were getting out of their cars, pointing up at the bridge. A police chopper was on the scene as well. Their troops had their eyes set on the culprit in question, which was a mysterious suspect in a trenchcoat with 4 mechanical arms. Two of the arms were holding a person each, a man in one hand and a woman in the other. The figure was climbing straight up and reaching the top. The terrified couple stopped trying to break free for fear of falling straight to their deaths.

"You're making a big mistake! We owned you! We sheltered you, fed you, made you who are because of OUR influence and funds and THIS is how you repay us, you ungrateful little brat?!" the woman shouted venomously, only to get slammed against the hard surface of the bridge.

"Silence! You obviously have no right to call yourselves parents," Octavia hissed back. The vengeful, experimented daughter finally reached the top of the bridge and pinned them down. "I've endured your disgusting, hideous, abusive behaviors for so long, I've decided to give you a taste of your own medicines! Now you're gonna know what it's like... to be forced to live a life with strings!" As Octavia made this threat, her vacant mech tentacle made a horrific pinching gesture, which freaked out her parents.

"No! You... You can't! We own you!" her father scowled.

"You try anything on us, we will have your head!" her mother said venomously, only for both of them to be squeezed even tighter than before. Threatening their "puppet" only seemed to anger her further. Octavia walked over onto the edge of the bridge and dangled her parents over the ocean, freaking them out. The people below the bridge could barely see what was going on, but could make out two adults being dangled over the bridge and panicking over them about to be thrown off.

Just when the "cruel puppet masters" were let go, you swung into action over the bridge and caught the couple with your webs and yanked them over to your shoulders. "Hey, look what I caught, I oughta go fishing around here more often?" you quipped with a laugh.

With them safely in your hands, you swung back onto the bridge and set the two down on the sidewalk, but then almost got slapped by the woman, only for her hand to be blocked by you. "Hey, whoa, whoa, I saved your hide and this is how you thank me, lady?" you asked. But the woman just kept trying to slap, you, but you kept moving away before backflipping onto the bridge. "You're obviously suffering from PTSD, Post Traumatic Spidey Disorder, so I'll let this go and get back to my job." ...no comment on that quip.

Without wasting a beat, you climbed up the bridge quickly and even web-zipped upwards a couple of times, evening running up the thing before reaching the top.

Too bad you didn't react enough to get grabbed by a mechanical arm. "OOF!!! What the?!" you strained to say before you were thrown hard onto the roof of the bridge. "Now that's a throwdown." you grunted before being lifted up from the ground and met eye-to-eye with the assailant. Only, you couldn't see their eyes, due to the goggles they were wearing. But you can tell she's pissed.

"How... DARE you! Why would you let those vermin live?!" she asked, fuming.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but human beings aren't vermin, they're not even close to pesticides, even thought they can be greedy sometimes, but still... what exactly your beef with this couple!" you strained as you broke free of her grip and backflip kicked her away, sending her flying into the air. You land on your feet and spun a web from each of your hands, planting them on her and yanking the lady down. She grunted in pain before her mechanical arms picked her up and grabbed you tightly.

She pulled you towards her, restraining your arms, hanging them in the air while she punched you in the face left and right and then threw you off the bridge.

But you were far from done with her as you spun a long web and web-zipped back at her with a slingshot kick, knocking her back with tremendous force. She fell over the bridge, but grabbed you by the ankle and pulled you down alongside the lady. The two of you were brawling throughout the fall until she broke her fall using her arms and you web-zipped up right at the last minute. But the lady was far from done with you. One of her mechanized tentacles grabbed you by thr leg again and slammed you hard on the ground.

She slams you again and again and again and then throws you against a car. You're left beaten and battered, but still barely kicking strong. She approaches you and pins you against the car some more while she gets up in your face all pissed off.

"Follow me... and their blood is on your hands," she whispers in a deep, threatening tone. You don't respond due to how sore you were. Seeing as you got the message, the lady lets you go and takes the couple with her to a new location while they screamed for help. As their screams echoed the farther they went, you groaned as you struggled to get back up. Luckily, there were only sore spots and no broken bones, as far as you're concerned, so after licking your wounds, you decide to swing off.

"Ugh... my first supervillain... and I get my ass handed by a calamari chick," you groaned, resting up against a wall on a random rooftop. "Who the hell was she, anyways?" you asked.

"I have got to be on the lookout. Somehow I know, this won't be the last time we cross paths. Still, I wonder... why was she so hellbent on killing those people?" you asked again, then realized... "Huh... wow, never thought I'd be talking to myself so much in one day." you chuckled. "Okay, enough of this, time to..." your thoughts were interrupted when you heard your phone going off in your suit. You pull it out and find it's cracked and damaged from the fight with that girl. "Aww man." you say before answering.

"Yo, what's up?" you say, picking up.

"Hey man," Oak's voice said on the other end. "Look, I'm sorry for sounding so disrespectful about that Spider-Man guy, but I'm just stating my own facts and opinion about him. Anyways, are you still mad at me or did you manage to cool off?"

"I'm cool now and I understand." you reply.

"Okay, that's good news. Listen, you gotta get back home ASAP! Word on the news is some psycho with these mechanical arms was seen roaming around Canterlot City, kidnapping two people. Hurry up and get here or she'll make minced meat outta ya," Oak urged.

"Right... on my way. See ya, bud." you replied before you both hung up. "Too bad she already made minced meat outta me during our... fight." Psh, who're you trying to kid?

Now that the call has ended, you made your way back to the apartment complex and changed out of your Spidey outfit and into your regular clothes. You walked out into the open and were about to head inside when all of a sudden, you heard the sound of distant panicking. The ground beneath your feet rumbled. "Uh... maybe that's just a natural earthquake?" you asked yourself.

But sadly, you were wrong. From around the corner comes the same mechanized tentacled lady, holding the same couple from the bridge.

People were trying to run away from her, yet she paid them no mind. As she was coming down your street, she passed you and was about to leave, but you got all stupid and ran up to her, grabbing one of her mechanical arms, but the lady pulled you up in the air and wound up bringing you face-to-face with her. "You've got serious nerves trying to play hero, you lowlife little wretch!" she said in a deep, angry tone.

"Uh... hands in the air? All of 'em?" you asked with a sheepish tone. She got even more mad and threw you against the apartment complex, just barely missing the window and got slammed hard on the ground before she dragged you back to face her.

But before she could even threaten you, she gets a closer look at your face and recognizes you. 'A-Anon... is he out of his mind or something?' she thought. But she stole her nerves and tossed you onto the front porch before fleeing the scene just as the cops were closing. In the meantime, you were groaning on the concrete steps, licking your wounds, but not literally, while feeling confused.

"Can someone get me the license plate number of that freight train that hit me?" you groaned, picking yourself up as cops passed on by. You watched as the cops turn the corner.

You then limped towards the front door and opened it up before heading inside. You made your way up to the room you shared with your buddy, Oak and then unlocked the door. As you walk in, Oak gasped when he saw you and ran up towards you, swiftly catching you in his arms. "Whoa, you okay?" he asked. Not saying a word, you pulled out the cottage cheese and gave it to him. "You look like you just came out of a train wreck, what the hell happened to you, man?"

"Uh... tried to do parkour down some steps... kinda failed," you replied.

"Well try to be a little more careful. Parkour is something you have to practice to get good at. Trust me, I've seen plenty of fails on YouTube, some of them are extremely painful." Oak warned. "Also, you might wanna head over to Rarity's, you still have to get some presentable clothes for any job interviews. You don't wanna go to one looking like some broke hobo, now do you?"

You chuckled in reply. "Point taken. I'll be sure to head over there after I lick my wounds," you joked, earning a light chuckle from both of you.

An hour later, along with a hop, swing and a jump, you made it to Rarity's boutique. You left your suit on top of the roof of Carousel Boutique. For added insurance, you heavily webbed up your backpack so no one get to it and made sure that it was extra sticky. After that, you snuck back down and went through the front door of the shop, hearing the sound of the little bell chiming.

"Just a minute, I'll be right there," Rarity's voice chimed elegantly. You waited behind the counter patiently while the sweet, alabaster beauty came out from behind the doorway leading to her workshop and she looked so delighted to see you. "Anon, right on time, deary."

"Yeah, I have my friend Oak to thank for that. If he hadn't reminded me that I had an appointment with you, I would've been late for sure. And I know it's rude to keep a pretty lady, such as yourself, waiting." There's a long pause in the room until you realized what you just said and blushed with Rarity. Though, yours was a much deeper shade of red than hers.

"Oh, darling. How flattering and so adorable. Anyways, aside from the delightful comment, please follow me and we'll have your measurements taken." Rarity instructed.

You nod and follow Rarity into the back of her shop where her base of operation is. You can see all sorts of fashion stuff and knitting equiptment and even some ensembles sitting pretty on display. You stood there, nodding at how amazing she is at her job. Surely, she'll make a fine career out of her clothing business. Maybe if your suit gets torn up, you can ask her to... no that's out of the question.

So, anyways, "Darling, please stand there while I get my measuring tape and do kindly strip out of your clothes, except for your underwear." Rarity instructed while putting on her glasses. Okay... how is it that girls look so cute with glasses on?

While pondering that question, you took off your clothes, except for your underwear, now being mostly exposed, right as Rarity got her measuring tape and turned towards you. But upon seeing you, her face turned fifty shades of red when she noticed how fit you are. Athletically built muscles from top to bottom, complete with a well-toned 6 pack, too. It doesn't take an expert to know she's probably curious of what you might be hiding under those underpants of yours.

But before she can think about getting a good fuck, she focused more on measuring you from top to bottom, though it was hard not to lose control. Seeing your manly, perfectly toned chest and six pack just made her loins grow wet and you didn't even know it.

Even so, she powered through her urges, taking every measurement she can from you. To distract herself from your sexy body, she hummed her lovely tune. You couldn't see her since you had to keep still, but you can still kinda hear how nervous Rarity was getting. This poor, pretty marshmallow maiden was growing hornier the longer she measured your smoking hot body while jotting down your measurements in her notes so she can be done with this torture.

Eventually, she finally finished and rose up with a sigh. "That should do it. Still, Anon... I am rather curious of where you found time for this... big change of yours," Rarity said. Her eyes scanning that eye candy which is your manly figure, trying not to drool.

"Uh... near the end of high school, I think?" Well, you're not lying. "Anyways, thanks for taking the time to make me some clothes, Rares. How much do I owe you when they're done?" Uh... you got one major issue... YA AIN'T GOT ENOUGH MONEY TO PAY FOR IT!!! Besides, your friend Oak probably wired the money for Rarity to make your outfit, or Rarity's generous nature will possibly... uh... now she's getting that look in her eye.

"Oh, darling... you're such a gentleman. While I'm aware of your lack of the proper funds... I do have a more... divine way for you to pay me. Why don't you be a dear and step into my office and we'll... sort this whole payment thing out properly." she suggested, taking you by the hand. Okay, you've been through quite a couple of kinky situations to know where this is going to land you. So, congrats, Mr. Lady Killer.

"S-S-Sure. Lead the way," you stuttered. Real smooth, casanova... smooth as butter.

But anyways, Rarity takes you with her upstairs. The two of you stop in front of a door and she opens it, showing what looked like her bedroom. She gently pushes you inside the room and then closes the door behind her, locking it tightly. "Now, don't you go anywhere, darling and I'll be right back," the alabaster instructed before disappearing into her closet. Heaven knows what'll happen next when she pops out. And all you can do is stand there in your underwear, looking like a big doofus.

'I know what's about to happen next. But I'm not sure if I'm ready for some hot, sexy love with Canterlot's most eligible marshmallow bachelorette.' Wow... just... wow. Of all the thing to think of Rarity, you think of this divine beauty as the most eligible marshmallow bachelorette?

Speaking of which, she's now seen coming out of her closet, all decked out in nothing, but her dark fuschia bra and panties, both which have trouble containing her massive bosom and big booty. Those wide, birthing hips swayed with each step she took towards you. It's obvious she's hungry for the D. This adorasexy marshmallow maiden then stops as her boobs graze your bare chest. She looks up with half-lidded eyes.

"Tell me, darling. Do you like what you see?" she asks seductively, squishing her soft, white mammaries against your chest and other parts of her body onto yours.

"I'd be lying if I said I'm not pitching a tent right now," you replied in awe. Your eyes scanned every inch of her sexy, flawless marshmallow body. For such beauty to exist is a blessing from heaven. She also felt herself blush, knowing you were checking her out and loving everything about her. She leans into you more, mashing her soft marshmallows against your rugged, bare chest. Her arms wrapping around you, one hand on your upper back, the other was brushing against the hairs on your head.

"You're such a darling gentleman, Anon. Come here and give mama some sugar," Rarity ordered, puckering her lips for you to kiss her. With a gulp, you captured her lips and wrap your arms around her gorgeous alabaster body, squeezing her soft, squishy marshmallow cheeks.

Rarity moans and giggles in the kiss and prods through your teeth, thrusting her tongue inside your mouth and dances both your tongues together. One of her hands reaches down to the tented boxers and strokes your hardened man meat. Rarity craved your dick and wanted it now. At this rate, you were starting to give into your own urges and picked her up in your big, strong arms. You held her by her big booty cheeks and carried her towards her bed while squishing her soft marshmallow ass.

"Mmmm, someone's enjoying my posterior, aren't we?" Rarity asked teasingly.

"Oh, I plan on clapping those cheeks in due time," you whisper in her ear. She shivered in delight and by the time you set her down, she pulls you onto the bed with her. She has you lay all comfy on the bed while she straddles on top, facing your pitched tent down below. She removed your underwear and got a good look at your taste beefsicle, licking her lips. While she's ogling your manhood, you massaged her ass some more and then removed her panties to gaze at Rarity's glistening, wet flower.

"Rarity... I know you get this a lot, but man, you're beautiful!" you say in awe.

"Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho, you flatterer." she chuckled. "How sweet of you to notice. Would you care to have a taste of my special gem, dear Anon? I assure you, it'll be quite divine." Well, she did offer.

'Yup... I'm so clapping her cheeks after this,' you thought.

Not wanting to keep the lady waiting, you ran your tongue against her dripping vulva, making her yelp in surprise and she wasn't lying when she said it was divine. So, you licked her womanly area again... and again... and again... it quickly got to the point where you now buried your face in her wet vulva. She moaned in a very uncouth manner, but she didn't care. And soon, she captured your big, beefy cock and slurped it up with her warm mouth and tongue, moaning like a bitch in heat.

Rarity made fine use of her mouth, sucking your dick halfway and slowly about to go further while you slip your tongue inside her soaking pussy. Her inner walls leaked like crazy and your tongue did its best to slurp up as much of her juices. Her tight quarters would occasionally close in on your tongue.

Your dick would also throb inside Rarity's mouth from time to time. If she's this good, she's probably either dated a guy or two, or... she has a secret stash of toys to help quench her urges. But those thoughts are put on hold when you feel the wet, slippery sensation of her tongue swirling around and tasting your gigantic meat pole and her sultry humming sending vibrations up your spine.

A few seconds later, your balls start churning and your meat pole started growing, ready to burst at any moment inside Rarity's warm mouth.

But the fashionista had other plans. Removing your dick, she turns around to face you and positions her wet vulva directly above your Beef-hemoth. "Now, darling. Our fun has only just begun and I plan to make sure it's done properly, if you know what I mean." she said in a sultry tone. "Does that sound wonderful for my lovely, faithful customer, Anon darling?"

"Fabulous... and sexy. How are you still single?" you asked in awe.

"Oh-ho-ho-ho, you flatterer. Just for that, you'll be finishing inside me," she whispered. And with an elegant peck on your cheek, she lowers herself down, using your shoulders to balance herself and took in about half of your massive length. There was some resistence, but her lubing juices were just the thing to slip in easy, but can she handle your entire shaft? We'll just have to wait and see.

After she's used to your dick, she moves her hips up and down, moaning so uncouth-like, closing her eyes and throwing her head up. You can see her marshmallow boobs jiggle so beautifully, even if they're confined in their bra prison, the fabric can't hide most of her mammaries.

You get bold and reach around her back. You undo her bra and let it fall on your chest before you toss it away and check out her erect nipples. "Oh, darling. You naughty boy. If you wanted to have a peek at my girls, then you could've just said something, darling. Now mommy'll have to punish you." Somehow, that sounds real fun for you and judging from her sultry smile, she's looking forward to it, too.

This alabaster marshmallow soon leans down and plants her massive F-cup bosom against your face and smothers you in these fleshy mounds. You feel your urges take control and you shove the rest of your huge cock inside her tight pussy.

Rarity yelps and gasps from the sudden intrusion, feeling your mighty stick bulge through her stomach, shaping her insides to fit only your cock. This horny marshmallow maiden then gave a sultry growl and kept you pinned by keeping your face buried in her massive chest and rode you more erotically, slamming her hips down on your lap, panting hungrily. You moaned right alongside her and groped her plump booty while she kept her steady rhythm, keeping your face buried in her ample bosom.

"Such a big cock, I might just keep you all to myself, darling," she moaned. Her pussy squeezed and lubed your man meat, trying to milk you while making you hit deeper inside her. You spanked her naughty butt hard, making her yelp cutely.

You licked and sucked on Rarity's big, bouncy, bosomy blessings more hungrily and found your way towards her nipples and sucked on them hard. She gave cute moans and quickened her pace on your cock, emitting rapid wet slaps throughout her bedroom. You could've taken control at any time and moved your hips with hers, but you decided to be a gentleman and let Rarity keep taking the lead.

Eventually, she had enough of you smothering her boobs and removed them from your face, then decided to repay you by locking her warm lips onto yours. Her tongue brushed against your teeth, trying to gain access, which you granted willingly.

You and Rarity were swapping spit like you were married. You moved your hands from her booty to her smooth, soft back and curly, soft hair, stroking it tenderly. It's not long before the tingling sensation in your balls made itself known, ready to blow at any time. Rarity's insides got tighter and tighter as well. Your cock was growing inside her, quickly drawing you both closer to your orgasms. Rarity kept moving her hips faster and faster, then slammed down hard one last time, sucking in your cock deep.

It was enough to make you cum hard in her womb. She screamed in the kiss and sprayed her lady juices all over your lap, even on her clean bed sheets. Your cock kept throbbing and shooting large chunks of your man milk into her love tunnel.

Rarity eventually separated her lips from yours, inhaling deeply as her insides slowly filled up and her stomach bloating, making her look at least 4 to 5 months pregnant. She moaned some more, a cute blush running across her face, making her look so precious. You then moved Rarity off your shaft and set her down next to you before you laid back down yourself. With a big sigh, you and Rarity both snuggled into her bed sheets and she cuddled up to you, staring into your eyes with her big sapphire eyes.

"That was pretty fun, Rares. But, if you don't mind me asking, what made you want to do this? Isn't it gonna hurt your business or something?" you asked.

"Nonsense, darling. My business has been going quite well as of late. But the thing about my business is that it can be quite stressful when you have multiple customers with good tastes. So, when your friend, Oak, phoned me about giving you a new wardrobe, I thought to myself "oh goodie!" she chimed. "And because of all the hardships you endured in high school without that many friends, I couldn't help myself but want to give you something generous to show how much I care."

"Heh... well, you sure gave me a hell of a good time, Rares," you chuckled.

"That's wonderful to hear, darling. Back on topic in regards to your wardrobe, I've still got your measurements memorized, so I'll have your wardrobe done in a jiffy, darling. Consider this a gift for that astounding, intimate time you gave me, deary," she said before pecking your cheek.

"Aww, Rares... You're the best," you reply, flattered.

"You're too kind, darling," she giggled before getting up from her bed. "In the meantime, why don't you go ahead and relax while I get to work on your clothes." Yup, it's official. Rarity's an angel.

The Spider Emerges

After some much-needed R&R with the Dazzlings and getting cleaned up, you leave the locker room fully dressed up to go and claim your cash prize. You meet up with the man in charge of the cash prize and you tell him your ring name, then you tell him how sorry you are for taking so long. After that, he takes out the money, tossing you a $100 bill, which you take. But sadly, the man just starts counting the rest of his cash for a bit, then looks at you with that bored expression on his face.

"The hell are you waiting for, get outta here," I'm sorry, what?

"$100? I thought the ad said I'd win $3,000. What's going on here?" you ask. Just then, the door opens up and you see the Dazzlings show up. "Hey girls, you alright?"

"A bit wobbly, but alright. Something wrong?" Dagi asks.

"Check the ad again, web head. The add specifically said $3,000... for 3 minutes. And last time I checked, you pinned that guy in two minutes. For that, I give you $100 and you're lucky to get that." fucking hell, this bastard just cheated you out, what a fucking bum!

"I need that money!" you argue.

"I missed the part where that's my problem." he retorts. You glare at him, but then Adagio and the others get in front of you and start singing a melodious tune. The guy falls under their spell and you're just watching the girls at work, smiling as they right this wrong. The man then gets up and gives you the rest of the 3 grand before sitting back down and you stash the money in your pocket. Once the Dazzlings stop their singing, the man looks around as if nothing ever happened. "What the hell just happened?"

"Nothing, I'm leaving," you reply, leaving with the girls. A few seconds later, another man arrives in the room and tosses a bag at the cheating pig.

"Hey, what the hell--" he asks before having a gun pointed at him. Oh boy, this must not be a good day to be a cheating pig, now is it? Looks like karma's a real bitch.

"Put the money in the bag," the robber commands.

Yup, Karma's a real bitch to people who don't think for others.

"Girls, you didn't have to--"

"Hey, when some fat pig tard like that gives you shit, you let us know and we'll take care of the issue. It's the least we can do after everything you did for us earlier," Aria replies, hugging you in one arm. "Besides, as much as we wanted what we had to be a one-time thing, you're just too good to pass up. Come see us the next time you want to have some fun, Anon." Aria then hands you a piece of paper with an address on it. "We don't got phones yet, but we'll get some one day."

"Anyways, we had fun. Thanks again, Anon," Sonata adds.

"And remember, we'll always be ready for more when you're up for it," Dagi replies. You give each girl a hug and a kiss before seeing them off in the elevator. You'd join them on the way down, but right now, you stay where you, then check the mula you made. It's all there, the whole $3,000 sha-bam. Man, you're lucky you had the Dazzlings on your side when that pig tried to cheat you.

"Hurry up!" man shouts in the back. You jump a bit and stash your cash back in your pocket, looking over at where room where the prize-holder is. You hear a grunting sound, then a thud.

Afterwards, you see a man running down the hall in a hurry. "HEY! HE STOLE THE CASH!" the cheatin pig shouts, trying to chase after the thief. Just seeing that man's face makes you want to puke and no way are you gonna help his fat-ass.

"STOP THAT GUY!!!" A security guard shouts. You just stare intensely and step out of the way, letting the thief enter the elevator and make off with that pig's precious cash.

You watch the thief pushing the buttons furiously, then he looks at you as the doors close. "Thanks," he says before he disappears behind the door. It may have been wrong, but it felt good. The security guard... definitely doesn't think so.

"What the hell's the matter with you? You let him go!" he scolds before running back in the hall. "Cut him off in the lobby and call the cops!" he yells into his intercom.

As for the pig. "You could've taken that guy apart! Now he's gonna get away with my money!" Man... it feels good to make the bad people suffer. Although, it's a darn shame you didn't record this. This would've made your day so much sweeter.

"I missed the part where that's my problem." OOH!!! BURN, BITCH!

Well, now that you've had your fun, it's time to go home. You just hope your uncle Cranky isn't too mad that you took so long after what happened.

Soon, you walk out and notice a commotion outside the downtown library.

Cops and crowds are gathered in one place. Your curiosity takes over and you go to see what's going on, hoping that it's not what you fear it might be. You move past some of the crowds, but you're blocked by one of the cops and when you get close enough... fear in your eyes takes over. You see a familiar old man in a brown coat and get worried for him. "NO!!! UNCLE CRANKY!!!"

Yes, your uncle Cranky is on the ground... bleeding. "What happened?!" you ask, panicking.

"Car jacker, he's been shot. But we've just called the paramedics, they're on their way." the cop replies in a calm manner, but you're not so calm. You look back at your uncle, your heart pounding fast.

"Uncle Cranky?" you ask. His breathing isn't steady, but he's still alive. "Uncle Cranky, please!" His eyes open and he looks around for the source. "Uncle Cranky!" your voice cracks a bit.

His eyes soon land on you. "Anon," he calls to you, just barely. Your eyes grow wet. You try to stay strong, but don't know what to do with your uncle's critical condition. It's hard for you to see your dear uncle in his current state, heartbreaking.

"I'm here, uncle Cranky. Don't worry, you're gonna be fine," your voice cracks more.

Uncle Cranky reaches for your hand and you grab his, keeping your eyes focused on his. "Anon..." he says, trying to tell you something, but... his strength betrays him and his eyes close shut. You feel his grip quickly loosening from your hand. Sadly... he lets go... and becomes lifeless. Your Uncle Cranky... is dead. All you can do is weep in sorrow over his death.

"No! Uncle Cranky..." you sob, hugging his dead body.

"They've got the shooter..." One of the cops say before giving his location. Your eyes burst open and you rise up, filled with only one thing... revenge. You run off from the crime scene and head into an alleyway, losing your jacket and putting on your mask. You run into a wall and start crawling upwards fast. You keep climbing while scouting your surroundings for any objects to latch onto. You leap off the wall and grab a post, keeping your grip on it as you flip a few times before launching your self onto a building. You leap onto another, and then another and stop to find where the perp is at.

You find him in your uncle's stolen car. "You're not getting away from me that easy, fucker," you say in a low, angry tone before spinning a web on the neighboting building.

This is your 2nd time ever swinging on a building, but you don't have time to practice. You breathe in and exhale before taking the leap of faith. You almost take a face-plant on the brick wall, but you spin another web on your left and swing away from the building and spin another web. Now you're over the streets, swinging onwards towards the killer. The cops keep up with him, but you're quicker and soon catch up with the bastard and land on top of your uncle's stolen car.

"COME HERE!!!" you shout, punching through the roof of the car. You try to grab the killer's face, but he keeps shaking and fidgeting, trying to shake you off.

He gets his gun, shooting blindly in your direction, but he misses every shot. You leap onto the tanker next to you to avoid getting shot at some more. You take a few steps back, then run full-speed and jump off, landing on the car's hood and face the killer. You punch a whole through the window. The killer can't see and steers off-course just as you wanted. You feel a sense of danger tingling in your head. You look behind you and see a steel, barred gate before you react fast enough to jump out of the way.

The killer crashes into the gates before stepping out and running into an abandoned warehouse.

With the other cops arriving at the scene, you follow the perp inside. You find him on the 2nd floor of the building and wait in the shadows, like the spider you are. He's uneasy and scared. And he's well-armed, but you're not fazed one bit, just fueled with anger. "WHO'S THERE?!" he calls out. He catches a glimpse of your shadow and he fires at you, but you move to another spot. You zip down, hanging upside-down for a bit, just to glare over at your weak, spineless prey before zipping up once more.

The guy runs over to a door to bust it down. You act quickly and grab him. "Not so fast," you growl, slamming his face into one of the windows. He exclaims in pain. You do it again and he screams. You toss him away from the doors, knocking him against one of the support beams.

You walk up to him. He pulls a knife at you, swinging, but you dodge and then kick it up at the ceiling, disarming him of one of his cheap toys. You uppercut his jaw, then kick him against the wall. You get up close to him and take off your mask, just to give him a good look at his vengeful predator. "Come on, man! I didn't do anything to you, I swear, I'm innocent! Just let me go, please!"

"Do you remember the man you killed? The guy who's car you stole?!" you ask, trying not to blow up in this guy's face, but you're just too upset right now.

"Come on! I'm sorry, okay! Just give me a chance! PLEASE!" he begs. It sickens you that this man is begging for mercy, even when he showed your uncle none whatsoever.

"What about my uncle? Did you give him a chance? DID YOU?" You then pin him against the wall. "ANSWER ME RIGHT NOW, YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!"

Just then, one of the police searchlights land on the window and it reveals the guy's face. Your eyes widen in shock when you remember this guy's face. It's the same crook who robbed that pig back at the arena... the same one that you should've stopped back then and there. This... this was the man you let go... the one whom you let kill your uncle Cranky Doodle. You back away, giving the guy a chance to pull out his gun and chuckle, making him think that he's won the fight. "See ya."

Snapping you out of it, you grab his wrist and twist it, disarming him again. "Prison is too good for you, you murderer... I'll finish you off myself." Man... you are pissed.

The man is frightened and steps back. He's cornered, unarmed and has no way of defeating you. Just then, his foot clashes against something sticking out of the ground. He loses his balance and in that moment, he... almost falls out of the warehouse to his death, but you catch him with your webs and lower him down gentley... despite what you said earlier. "No... I won't make that mistake again," you say to yourself. The police quickly go after the perp and you leave the scene, putting your mask back on.

Later on that night, you stand on top of one of the buildings and overlook Canterlot City.

You're beating yourself up over the massive blunder you've committed. Uncle Cranky, of all people... suffering a gunshot when he didn't do anything wrong. Your pillar of strength. And just like that... he was gone... like fallen leaves in the wind. "It shouldn't have been him... not my uncle Cranky." And the worst part is when you have to break the news to aunt Matilda.

Later, you arrive home, after picking up your sweater. You find your aunt Matilda in her chair, dressed in her pajamas, worried about you. "Honey, where have you been? I was so worried about you! And where's your uncle, is he alright?" she asks, walking up to you.

"Aunt Matilda... I... I have some bad news," you say. Matilda's already picking up, but you tell her anyways, letting her know what happened to uncle Cranky. Matilda is heartbroken and bursts into tears as she hugs you, grieving over the loss of her departed husband. Nothing can ever fill up the empty hole in your hearts... and nothing ever will... may he rest his soul in peace, uncle Cranky Doodle.

Meanwhile, over at Rider Aerospace, a car pulls up to the place and the owner, Wind Rider walks over to meet General Odin, who's coming out of the vehicle. "Good evening, General."

"And good evening to you, too, Rider. How's that new flight suit coming along?" Odin asks. Rider's confident smile gives the general a good grasp on how everything is running just smoothly.

"It's going great, the suit should be just about ready," Rider replies.

"If it does what you say it does, I'll sign that contract as promised," Odin says. The two head over to one of the bunkers and watch the flight suit from the small, narrow windows. The guys out in the testing area clear out as the man in the flight suit gets ready to take off.

"And what about your regards about Timber Spruce?" Rider asks.

"Nothing would please me more than to put Timber Spruce out of business," Odin says bluntly. Wow... he's probably as cold as Sugarcoat. Are they related?

"Pre-flight complete. Mark!" the pilot says before he starts taking off in mid-air.

Just then, "We're picking up an unidentified flying object," man over the intercom says.

"The hell is that?" the pilot asks.

"Do you see anything?" the man in the intercom asks before cackling can be heard in the distance. The pilot is terrified as he spots something green flying towards him, launching a missle.

"Oh my god!" the pilot panics.

The missle explodes upon contact with the flight suit, incinerating the pilot in the explosion and alerting the people of the danger they're in. In the midst of the fire, a green creature riding a glider appears and launches yet another missle, aiming it at the bunkers. The people inside yell in fear before the inside of the bunkers explode, eliminating all who are inside. The green creature atop the glider flies off, cackling in victory.

"How's that for going out with a bang?!" the creature in the green suit shouts before leaving.

Some time later, crowds can be heard, cheering in celebration and for a good reason: graduation day. High school is all over and it's now time for you and all of your senior classmates to move on. You're at Canterlot High out in the football field where the ceremony has just ended. Some of your senior classmates are throwing their caps in the air while you're just finishing a photo shoot. You're holding up a plaque, showing that you've won the science award and with flying colors. You reunite with your aunt Matilda, embracing her in a warm hug and earning a peck on the cheek from her.

"I'm so proud of you, you look so handsome," Matilda says happily.

"Hey, Anon!" you hear Oak Spruce call out to you. You turn to him. "I got good news, my brother's got a place for us in the city, so we're all set!" Now that's some good news for you. Time to finally leave the nest and make it out on your own, just like you've always wanted.

"Oak!" Timber calls out. You and Oak turn to his brother. They hug each other. "You really pulled through, buddy, I'm proud of you. Congrats." Oak nods, then... "Anon, the science award! Nice!"

"Thanks Timber," you reply. The man approaches you and gives you a sympathetic look. Word went around about your uncle's death, especially at your school. Nearly everyone felt sorry for you. And it seems even Timber is caring enough to offer you his support.

"I know it's been a tough time, what with your uncle and all. But try to enjoy this day. He wouldn't want you to suffer all your life, buddy," Timber encourages.

While he's giving you the talk, Oak looks over and sees Sunset arguing with Flash Sentry. Apparently, she's had enough of his bullshit and now... they're not talking anymore. Good news for you, because now she's single and right for the taking. Bad news is... you're not the only one who's crazy for her.

"You're like a brother to Oak. That makes you family. So if you ever need anything, anything at all, you feel free to give me a call, okay?" Timber says.

"Of course," you nod. It feels good to have people lending you a hand instead of constantly causing you so much torment and misery nonstop.

Later on, after your graduation ceremony and heading back to aunt Matilda's... "Dear, would you like me to fix you up something, anything?"

You turn around. "No thanks," you reply politely before heading upstairs. Matilda just sits there and watches you walk up the steps. She can just tell, despite the ceremony, you're still beating yourself up about what happened to your uncle. But, if you know your aunt well and you certainly do, she'll do all that she can to help you back on your feet just like how your uncle did time and again.

Around nightfall, you lay on your bed, weeping what remaining tears you have left in your eyes, still thinking about how you could've saved Uncle Cranky if you had only done the right thing.

The guilt is eating you up inside and you just don't know what else to do. Thankfully, you feel your aunt Matilda sit down on your bed right next to you, trying to comfort you. "I missed him a lot today," your voice cracks, not turning to your aunt. Matilda nods in understanding.

"I know. I miss him, too. But he was there," Matilda says.

"Sometimes I feel like... I should've been there quicker, then maybe he wouldn't have had to suffer like that, but now there's nothing I can do for him, now. I feel like a failure, aunt Matilda," your voice still cracks, but then, your aunt taps on your shoulder to get you to look at her. Seeing the kind and gentle smile on her face is able to settle down your nerves.

"You loved him. And he loved you. He never doubted the man you would one day grow up to be. How you were meant for great things. You won't disappoint him," she says. After her talk, she leaves you to be and exits the room while you gather your thoughts.

'Meant for... great things?' you ask in your head. Getting up from your bed, you go to close the door to your room and check the little box under your bed. You pull out your old wrestling shirt and put it aside before looking at the sketch of your Spider-Man suit. Just then... an idea floods deep within your mind.

"With great power... comes great responsibility. Remember that, Anon. Remember that," Uncle Cranky's voice echoes in your head.

'Thanks uncle Cranky. I won't let you down... never again,' you say in your head. It seems your aunt and uncle were right, now that you have these amazing powers... it's time to use them for the right reasons, no longer are you gonna use them for your own selfish gain. It's time for the spider... to emerge.

One month has passed and right now, you're out in the city, looking through your phone for any job listing that you might want to apply for.

Just then, you notice a swarm of police cars zooming down the road. You put your phone inside your pocket and run into an alleyway, out of the public's eye view. You change out of your clothes and web them against a wall before putting on your mask and emerging out in your new suit.

You jump up and spin a web, swinging after the cops, following them hot on their tail.

The cops arrive at the Canterlot City Depository, armed to the teeth. "Looks like a bank robbery. And where there's robbers there's hostages. I have to make sure they don't get hurt." you say. You swing over to one of the sides of the bank and get inside through an air vent. "Ah, my own private "Ventrance." Uh... seriously dude, did you just rip that off of the game? Anyways, you crawl through the vent, trying your best to navigate and find the perfect right place to ambush the robbers.

Suddenly, you hear someone crying in fear and... "Hey, shut up, bitch!" one of the robbers snaps. You follow the sound and quickly stop yourself just above one of the robbers.

You open up the vent ever so quietly, "Well, I hope they don't mind if I make a quick deposit." Aaaand, now we're gonna have to deal with some more spidey quips. Lovely. You scan the area and count 3 robbers in total, all armed to the teeth with heavy machine guns. Luckily, one of them isn't being watched. You web up one of them by the face and gun before pulling him up and trapping him in a web cacoon, leaving him squirming and trying to break free from your trap.

"Uh, uh, uh, you're in a time-out, mister," you quip. You climb out of the air vent and crawl along the ceiling, then web up the 2nd goon. "Boy, you are so grounded." Okay, "papa" I think they get it.

Now there's only one goon left. All you do with this guy is disarm him by webbing up his gun and sticking it to the ceiling before letting go of the ceiling and delivering a hard punch to the face. The guy grunts before landing on the floor, knocked out like a light. "Mind if I "drop in?" Oy vey... How people are able to deal with Spidey quips, the world may never know. But, at least the folks are safe now. You look over at the hostages who are still scared, even though you just saved them.

"Hey, coast is clear, head on out of the bank, pronto. The police can take care of these guys," you say. Without missing a beat, the people quickly burst right out the doors. You, on the other hand, zip back up into the air vent and crawl back out the way you came.

The police quickly come inside the bank and secure the suspects while you make your clean escape and flee the scene to your next destination. "Thank god, no one was hurt," you say to yourself. Moments later, you stop atop of one of the buildings for a quick look at your police scanner app. So far, no other crimes are happening, but then you get a text from your pal, Oak Spruce.

"Hey, Anon. We're out of cottage cheese. Can you pick some up?" Oak's text read.

"Yeah, sure. I'm close to the grocery store right now," you text back. Yeah... one problem... you don't have your normal clothes on you. Well... time to go back and get them.

After that boring round trip and getting the cottage cheese, you make your way back to the apartment as fast as you can without using your powers.

You want to make sure you don't allow the cottage cheese to spoil. You pick up the pace and race back to the apartment complex, rushing past anyone who was walking down the sidewalk. In no time flat, you arrive at your place and head inside. Then, you take the staircase up to the 4th floor and walk down the hallways on your way to your room where you and your friend are staying.

Getting out your keys, you unlock the door and step inside. Your friend is over in the dining area, scrolling through his phone, ignoring his papers. He then looks in your direction with a smile. "Hey, glad you made it and thanks for getting the cottage cheese."

"No problem, I was on the way, after all," you reply before sitting down on the couch and turning on your flat screen to see a news report. It shows footage of some armed robbers being escorted into the back of a SWAT truck while hostages are being interviewed. Most of them are giving the same statement about some "weirdo in a red and blue spandex" fighting off the armed robbers. But the very few individuals give praise to the one called "Spider-Man" for saving their lives. However, Oak, for some reason, doesn't seem to enjoy even the mention of the wall-crawling web-slinger one bit.

"There he goes again, butting into police business. What's up with that guy?" Oak asks, disapprovingly, making you feel a bit hurt and irritated.

"Hey, he's just trying to help, cut him a little slack," you protest. "You think he's just gonna stand around and let those people get hurt?" But Oak refuses to listen to reason.

"Anon, he's a vigilante, who knows what he stands to gain," Oak replies stubbornly.

"The only thing he has to gain out of that scenario are people returning to their families and friends. Do you see him trying to go to the press for an interview? No," you argue. If only your words could get through that thick skull of his, but this is Oak Spruce, always stubborn as a mewl.

"He's avoiding interrogation from the cops. If he wanted some praise, he should ditch the costume and become a cop, a doctor or a firefighter. Vigilantes only bring trouble," Oak shakes his head left and right and you just facepalm yourself.

'What does it take to get this guy on my side?' you think to yourself. "You think what you want, I'm gonna go and take a walk to clear my head," you say to him before leaving the room. You and Oak give each other a fist bump before you finally head out again for your daily patrol.

After changing into your suit again and securing your clothes in a safety web net, you swing around the city and stop by the tallest building there, landing on the wall.

"I wish Oak would see the brighter side of Spider-Man. He has to understand that I care for this city just as much as the normal people here do," you say, talking to yourself. "One day, I'll change his stubborn attitude, just gotta have faith and a little patience." Then you realize.... "I've got to stop talking to myself." And sure enough, another notification on your police scanner app pops up. You take your phone out of your pocket and listen to what the police are talking about.

"Calling any available units, reports of a stranger in a drenchcoat holding a couple of hostages by the Canterlot Bridge, be advised to proceed with caution," the man on the scanner says.

"More hostages? What is it with these bozos using people for leverage?" you ask yourself before jumping off the side of the building and swinging towards the scene. If only you knew what was lying ahead for you when you arrived there... it will certainly throw you for a loop.