?I’m already behind on FFF, and this is a long one, so let’s get right to it. It was sent to me by someone too ashamed to even give me a fake name, and was written by someone named C.King. I’m skipping ahead a little bit, but all you need to know is that Spider-Man has been bitching about not getting any action and made some kind of ridiculous potion, which he drank. What does the potion do? I’m so glad you asked.
During the night…
Peter twisted and turned as he slept, not realizing that he was changing
in his sleep. The formula was working. Yet there had been one thing
that Peter hadn’t counted on when he had taken the formula. The tribal
elders had all been normal humans. Peter was a mutate, a human with
extra powers given to him by a radio active spider that had altered his
fate. Plus there had been things missing from the report of Dr. Owens.
The men after taking this formula changed not only physically, but
mentally as well. They became more dominant. A trait that was expected
of a leader of the tribe. They also become more sexual in their actions
and desires, looking for women to add to their harems. They also
increased in sperm production. Making more mind altering cum.
As the potion reacted with his spider powers, it increased certain
aspects of that power so that it would add to the physical changes that
Peter was going through. His strength and endurance were increasing as
was his sexual abilities. Other changes were occurring that would have
more lasting effects.
Peter’s mind were twisted with images of the women that had appeared in
his life. Normal women, super heroines and villainesses that had
wandered across his path. His dreams then turned erotic. Dreams of
seducing and controlling women into a mega-harems. Images of breasts,
asses and other female body parts crossed his mind.
Yes, Spider-Man has just given himself Spider-Semen; I think the author missed a golden opportunity by not having him bitten by a radioactive sperm. But as we’ll see, that’s not the only thing the author has been missing out on. Why not grab a cup of coffee and hit the jump?
The Next Morning…
Peter felt like a new man, one that was willing to get that which he had
been denied after all of this time. He wanted to get what he deserved.
He wanted to get some hot pussy to fill with spider cock! That was why
he was working on the creation of the products that he had been working
He knew that the cum from his prick was now flavoured with the taste of
Yep. Gonna be one of those stories.
A taste that most people loved to eat. Anyone eating
his cum, however, would be highly suggestible to his suggestions. That
was why he had to make sure that others would eat that cum. So he had
been pumping out cum ever since he had woken up. He was catching the
white substance and storing it in the containers that he had collected.
I find this decision to logical and reasonable. If I intrinsically knew my semen was magic and tasted like chocolate, I too would jerk off into mason jars all morning. Why, it’s the only thing that makes any sense.
After finishing his masturbation, he gathered the cum and started to mix
it into things that would easily hide the cum. Coffee that was
flavoured with “Chocolate”, candies that were “Chocolate” flavoured and
others that would hold measured amounts of the cum.
I can’t decide if I’m more disturbed that Spidey is baking with his own semen or that he apparently has a candle-making kit.
would help him get the women into his pants and the men under his
control. He gathered his things and moved into the Avengers Manor. Time
for a little fun with this friendly neighbourhood Spider-man.
Once you start handing out gifts containing your own reproductive fluid, you’ve passed the line from “friendly neighborhood” to “neighborhood sex offender.” Just sayin’.
At the Manor, a little while later…
Peter had just replaced the coffee of the Avengers’ coffee pot with his
own special Mocha Java blend. He had place a good dose in it so that he
could control most of the Avengers off the bat. It would certainly be
helpful for convincing the male Avengers that everything was alright
while he fucked the female ones.
Okay. Let me get this straight. This potion turned Peter’s cum chocolate-flavored and make girls want to fuck him and men want to serve him. That seems pretty arbitrary to me. I… I feel this is getting a little far-fetched here. Just a tad.
He waited for the first Avenger to come into the kitchen. As he waited
he boiled a pot of coffee for use. But the first character to come into
the room was the butler, Jarvis. “Hello, Master Spider-man. Glad to see
you again.” He said, as he poured himself a cup of the coffee. He took a
sip at first, but then started to slurp it down. As he finished up, he
looked up and his eyes took on a glazed look for a few seconds. Then a
smile crossed his face. “How can I serve you, Master Spider-man.” Look
that spoke of his new desire to please crossed his face.
Take a moment to realize that the author could have easily chosen any female Avenger to drink the coffee first, and get right to the fucking. But no! It’s Jarvis, the elderly butler, who has the first cup. The author specifically wanted Jarvis to have the first dose of Semen-man’s special brew, but why? Here’s what’s fucked up — having read all this, the author has no interest in homosexual sex. So I’m afraid that in his head, Jarvis is the most natural choice — as the butler, he’d be up first to serve the Avengers.
This blows my mind.
Seriously. You’re writing a story ABOUT SPIDER-MAN SPIKING THE AVENGERS COFFEE WITH HIS CHOCOLATE-FLAVORED APHRODISIAC SEMEN AND THEN YOU’RE WORRIED ABOUT WHICH AVENGER WOULD MOST REALISTICALLY DRINK THE COFFEE FIRST. THAT DOES NOT COMPUTE ON ANY LEVEL AAAAA
“We’ll you could help by convincing one of the female Avengers to try
some of the coffee. You find it delicious and highly recommend it. Then
you can help cover for us while we have some time to ‘talk’.” Spider-man
told the butler.
“Yes, Master Spider-man. Anyone in mind?” Jarvis said, still smiling.
“No thanks. Just surprise me!” Spider-man said as he watched the butler
And Jarvis went to convince Hawkeye to put on a dress. “That will surprise Master Spider-Man.” he thought!
“As you say, sir!” was the reply as Jarvis left. Spider-man when back to
waiting for his next subject. Things seemed to be working as he had
been planning. Jarvis seemed completely under his command. And soon a
woman would be under his control. He also drank some of the coffee.
AAAAAAAAAA GOOODDDDDD WHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
?SERIOUSLY, ASSHOLE, YOU COULDN’T BRING A FUCKING RED BULL OR SOMETHING
One entered the room. It was the glamorous super heroine the Wasp. A
woman that often was flighty, switching her costumes with her moods. But
she was also intelligent as she managed a fashion line and company
while leading the Avengers from time to time. Sexy, rich and smart. A
good combination. Plus the fact that she was still reeling from a
divorce from her ex-husband Yellowjacket or Dr. Henry Pym.
One or the other, Spider-Man was too bust jerking off into jars and making cum candles to pay attention.
“Hi, Spider!” Janet Van Dyne said as she walked in, wearing her latest
costume. A mixture of red, blues and yellow. It had a corset cut, long
sleeves that left her hands free. Tight pants stretched to her red
boots. Goggles covered her eyes. She placed a hand on his shoulder. It
hinted at a playful sense of sexuality. “I hear that we have a good
batch of coffee. Thought I would try some. Did you make it, Spider-man?”
She said in a friendly voice. She poured herself a cup of the tainted
The best part of waking up /
Is Spider-Man jerking off into your
“I can honestly say that I made it myself. It’s a mocha Java blend that I
have been experimenting with.” He laughed internally with his little
?I feel that deserves a Toht. I really do.
He watched as she took a sip of the coffee. Then drank more of it
down as she drank all of the coffee down. She let off a little moan as
she took the coffee. She looked up to him and a smiled crossed her face.
Her eyes glazed over for a second, then a sense of lustful love
appeared in them.
“That was good, Spider-man!” She said, as she walked closer to him.
“Almost as good as the man who made it.” Her voice got sly and sexy.
Another question — why didn’t the author just have the Wasp fall for Spidey? Why the interest in having Spider-Man jerk off into the Avengers’ coffee pot first? It’s all so unnecessary, and so unsettling.
“Perhaps you would like to finish off the pot.” Spider-man said as he
pointed to the last cup of coffee in the pot. He wanted to give The Wasp
a second dose of the tainted beverage.
“You should probably stir it; sometimes the semen settles at the bottom.”
“I think I will.” She said as she moved a little to pick up the coffee
container. She poured herself a second cup. She moved to drink it. Only
this time she took her time drinking it as erotically as she could for
Oh, fuck you.
She moved it to her lips and sniffed the
scent of the coffee. Then she parted them to let the brown fluid into
her mouth. After she finished, she moved the cup to the counter. Then
she licked her lips in a sexy manner, letting off a sensual sigh. “Still
good to the last drop. As I’m sure you are as well.”
She moved to place her arms around Spider-man’s neck. She looked into
his eyes with a passionate stare that hinted about her desire for the
hero. “I’ve never notice how sexy you are.” She said, her voice dripping
with desire. “Perhaps we could go back to my room to talk
I’m kind of pissed. By having actually spiked the coffed with his ejaculate, I’m thwarted from making any jokes about Spider-Man providing the “cream” for Wasp’s coffee. Dammit.
“Yes, but we might need some place with a lot of privacy..to talk about
coffee. We don’t want anyone disturbing us while we are talking. Do you
know of any place that we can go so that we can be alone?” Spider-man
asked, trying to get Janet alone so that they could fuck. They wouldn’t
get much privacy here and it could lead to trouble with his plans.
“I like my women like I like my coffee,” Spider-Man added. “…with a spoon in them.”
“I still have a mansion that I don’t use often that would be perfect to
talk about…coffee.” She said, adding “We could be there in a hour.”
“Good! And as a sign of good faith…” Spider-man said, then he pulled
up his mask for a second to show her his face. “I’ll let you know that
I’m really Peter Parker.” He pulled the mask down to hide his face.
Janet’s eyes lit up as if she was being given a gift that was hers alone
to discover. “I’m the first that you have told?” She said with joy. She
moved so her lips were close to his.
“The first Avenger as far as I know. I feel that we should be able to
know the other side of us as we talk about…coffee.” He said as his
breath touched her.
“Do you practice safe… coffee?” asked the Wasp.
“Yes,” said Spider-Man. “Ever since I once gave my girlfriend a… er, cup of coffee, and… uh… we had to pour it out.”
“So meet you there in an hour?” He said with a
smile. Then he moved in and kissed her, their lips touching with an
angel’s grace. It was returned with passion. They pulled out.
“I think I’ll enjoy our…talk.” Wasp said as she moved back. She pulled
out some keys from her pocket and gave it to him. “These should let you
in.” She moved to the door. She impishly blew him a kiss. She also gave
him a wink as she left.
Call me crazy, but I feel like these two might mean something else when they say they’re going to “talk about ‘coffee.'”
Peter took the pot and rinsed it out before setting it in the sink. He
didn’t want to expand his tribe that much yet. He then headed to a
computer to get the directions to manor.
HOT GOOGLE MAPS ACTION
Later at Van Dyne Mansion….
Peter entered the home, not wearing his Spider-man costume. He was
dressed in a t-shirt and jeans, pretty average looking. He used the keys
to open the front door and entered. Looking inside, he figured that
Janet had gotten there first.
It was dark, save for the lights of candles that seemed to light a path
into the house and up the stairs. He closed the door and followed the
path up the great hall and into the house. For fun and for suspense for
Janet, he blew out all of the candles as he went.
Goddammit, Janet thought. What is he doing? Does he think I lit all those candles on accident? Christ, what an asshole.
Soon, there was only
the candles that stood in an open door. Inside was a bed with silk
sheets. On that bed was Janet Van Dyne, reclining nude as she waited for
“I think that your a little overdressed for this place, Peter. You’ll
just have to change into the dress code.” She told him as she watched
him come in. She smiled at her little joke.
Oh, fuck you.
“Sorry, I didn’t know. I’ll just change into something
more…comfortable.” He said as he stripped off his clothes. Soon, he
stood naked before the female Avenger.
Let the coffee talk… BEGIN
Janet looked at him and said, “I see that you have brought some fine
meat for me. Mind if I try some?”
Janet cut off a small portion and placed it on a Ritz cracker.
She started to crawl to him on the bed
and took his cock. “And it’s the perfect size.” She moved her lips to
his cock. Her tongue snaked out to lick his cock. She then moved closer
to suck the cock.
The surprise was that she was good at it. ‘Hank must have taught her how
to suck cock.’ Peter thought as she dragged her tongue up and down his
Aaaaaaaand here’s the first of many signs that the author’s only experiences with sex have come through RedTube. What, did Hank Pym show her by blowing Namor and making her watch? Probably not. Janet probably learned on her own (possibly by blowing Namor). It really bugs me that this dude goes to all the trouble of Jarvis drinking Spider-man’s coffee, but can’t possibly imagine a girl figuring out how to perform oral sex on her own. Grr.
He hands moved to his balls and started to massage them. He could
feel the suction of her mouth pull along his cock, bring it to full
size. And she was still swallowing it. Peter could feel himself build
with pressure. He held on to the back of Janet’s head pushing it in
further. “I can feel it! Feel you sucking my Big Peter! Getting him
ready to pump out his tasty cream!” Peter cried out as he pushed Janet
to her limit.
Peter just called his dick Big Peter.
I’ll let that sink in for a minute.
I’d say this is just as awful as Batman pissing himself. Of course, this is happening in a horrible fan fic, while that happened in an in-continuity, official, DC published Batman comic. Advantage: Far Too Friendly Neighborhood Barista Spider-Man.
Then he let go with his cum, shooting it out into the mouth of the
heroine. She gulped it down as she took the cock in her mouth. A small
trickle slide out the side of her mouth. He pulled his cock out of her
mouth, so that she could suck down more of the cum that had come out of
her mouth. A strand of cum spanned the distance from his cock to her
lips. After swallowing much of it, he tongue slipped out and pulled the
strand back. It broke.
Sign #2: Even in this fictional story, the men achieve orgasm within two paragraphs/a minute or so.
She ate most of the cum, even licking her lips for the cum that had came
out of her mouth. She smiled a shiny smile on her cum glistening lips.
“Mmmmmmm! Taste like chocolate.” She said with a smile. Peter reach over
and kissed her on her mouth, tasting himself on her.
“I feel like I just blew the Nestle Quik bunny,” said the Wasp.
He pulled back and said, “Time for some fore play!”
THAT’S NOT HOW THAT WORKS.
He moved his hands
to her tits as he played with her rosettes. Her nibs stood up erect and
tight. He placed his mouth on her nipples teasing them as he went.
“Oh, God!” Janet said as she got hot again for the man that was fucking
her. “Here, let me help you out.” Janet said, as she concentrated. She
started to get slightly smaller, yet her breasts remained the same size.
THAT’S ALSO NOT HOW THAT WORKS.
Peter stood back as he watch, yet keeping his hands on her nibs. “I
little trick that I learnt over the years.” Janet said as she watched in
joy at Peter’s joyful reaction.
“I see that super girls know how to have fun. But so do we super guys!”
Peter said as he moved over the woman that he held on her bed. He kissed
her and manipulated her breasts more so that she would be in the mood.
He wanted her horny for him. He could hear her cry out.
“God, Oh God. That’s it Peter. Press me, pull me, fuck ME! Stick your
big Peter in my tiny pussy so that you can fill it up with yummy cummy!
FUCKING YEAH!” Janet cried out as she started to cum. Her juices pouring
out of her pussy. Lubricating it for his entry into her.
THAT’S TECHNICALLY HOW THAT WORKS BUT I DEFY ANYONE TO MAINTAIN AN ERECTION WHILE SOMEONE SAYS “Stick your
big Peter in my tiny pussy so that you can fill it up with yummy cummy!”
Peter thrust his cock into her pussy. It slide in with easy as it was
covered in pussy juice. Janet was alternating calling his name and the
That’s surprisingly sacrilegious.
That spurred Peter on as he thrust in and out of her cunt. Up
and down he went, as he kissed her forehead as he was taller than she
was in this small state.
Yes, I’m am totally ignoring the fact that the Wasp is mostly likely a 10-year-old with big tits at this point. I have enough problems right now.
Peter could feel his seed building up in his peter, getting ready to be
pressed out into the woman that was his first lover. Janet was just
going into heavy breathing, as she had orgasm after orgasm. Peter knew
that she was ready for his cum. So he shot into her with his seed.
“YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!” Peter said as he came. Janet moaned as she
came for the final time.
I think Spider-Man just brewed a pot of coffee in the Wasp’s vagina.
Peter relaxed as Janet caught her breath. Peter continued give Janet a
good time as he kissed up her body from her breast to her lips. Janet
then grew to her normal size. She smiled impishly as she told him, “That
was the best sex I had. I don’t think I could have another man after
having you, lover.”
“What about fucking another woman?” Peter asked with a smirk on his
face. He knew that she had swallowed enough cum so that she should agree
with whatever he said.
“Kinky, but fun. Who do you have in mind for the gift to women that is
Peter Parker?” Janet asked, still in a playful mood.
“Why don’t you choose?” Peter said, curious to Janet’s mind.
And there chapter 1 ends, alas. Weirdly, Chapter 2, where Spidey “talks” “coffee” with the Scarlet Witch, and Chapter 3, where he becomes another notch on She-Hulk’s bedpost, seem to be disappearing, but you can give them a shot here. I did read far enough to know that it does include gems such as Spidey making an elaborate box of semen-laced chocolates for Scarlet Witch to eat, and the Scarlet Witch later screaming “”Fill me up! Fill me so that I can have your Spider-babies!” And now if you’ll excuse me, I need to launch my coffee maker into the fucking sun.