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Chapter 9: The Joys Of Sharing (Part 1)
Natasha Romanov, a.k.a. the Ultimates’ Black Widow, had decided that she was no longer going to take a passive approach with her target. It was her usual means in dealing with such targets as the teenage vigilante, but the situation had changed in some rather unexpected ways. Ways that Natasha was not comfortable with in any capacity.
As of now, in the middle of the night, Natasha was running along the rooftops, along the routes that were known established patrol routes her target took. The only off-setting piece of information she had about these patrol routes was that there wasn’t any really established time tables.
The elite spy knew that her target wasn’t all the experienced in the ways adhering to strict time tables and such. Though she did secretly admire his ability to think on his feet at times, she still found her target too chaotic at times.
And yet, for some reason, Natasha couldn’t stop thinking about Peter Parker.
Her thoughts of the teenager had evolved far more than occupying the occasional stray thought. It had now gotten to the point where almost her every waking moment she thought of Peter Parker.
Because of this growing obsession, which Natasha knew was dangerous for someone like her, she decided to do something about it before it was too late. Especially for many darker aspects of her life.
Though she was on the Ultimates team and was a Black Ops Spy for SHIELD, the other people she worked for expected just as much of her as her legitimate team did. Keeping Nick Fury fooled and staying off several intelligent agencies radars wasn’t a full time job for someone like her but it certainly wasn’t one she could slack off about.
It was pretty much why she had to end this growing obsession with the teenager before she made a rookie mistake and caused certain events to happen far sooner than either side was prepared for. Strangely enough, when Natasha’s mind went over all the details she had about both sides that she was working for, a consideration entered into her mind that she hadn’t really paid any attention to.
Natasha knew that Nick Fury had his eye on Peter Parker and was no doubt planning to recruit him once he became of age. It puzzled Natasha that Nick didn’t recruit him already but she knew he would eventually. Probably for one of the special project teams he had in the works and by that, she knew it was off of any official records with SHIELD.
The elite spy did find it ironic that of all the special projects she was able to learn that Nick Fury had in the works, his Project: Avengers was so similar to the program that trained to be an elite spy. It was a smart move in the long run, getting ahold of special individuals when they are young and essentially pre-programming them. Sometimes Natasha thought that maybe Nick was creating some kind of personal guard and it actually wouldn’t be a stretch considering all the enemies he has and makes on a daily basis.
It was then Natasha had thought that maybe, just maybe, was probably the strangest thought she ever had.
Her thought was that maybe she could recruit Peter for the proverbial ‘other side’.
According to the psyche profile in the SHIELD mainframe, Peter was still a typical teenager but more or less didn’t trust the United State’s government and not just for the typical American teenager reason, ‘because he could’. Because of a more specific reason since one of the corporations that the U.S. government was in bed with did kill both of his parents in order to claim sole ownership of some of Peter’s father advanced research.
The spy did find it humorous that the teenager was so close to the truth but too close to actually see it. Made her wonder what would happen to Nick Fury, not to mention Hank Pym, once Peter had learned the truth. Though Bruce Banner had a hand in Peter’s parents’ death, he also had about three hundred other deaths on his particular rap sheet.
Natasha filed that thought for later usage should the opportunity arise where it might be possible to recruit Peter. In her experience, Natasha knew anyone who learned the truth about how someone they cared about really died would definitely be in debt to the one who told them.
Any musings Natasha might have had after those thoughts quickly switched back to her primary reason for why she was jumping from rooftop to rooftop. Her target as spotted after stopping a typical drug store robbery and his last sighting was being broadcasted over the police radio bandwidth. Natasha could only smile as the direction he was heading in was right towards her current position.
The spy had ample time to set things up in order to remind her prey why black widows are to be feared.
She didn’t have to wait long before seeing Spider-Man web slinging in her direction. With her own devices at the ready, Natasha mentally counted down to when the chance came for her to get the teenage vigilante’s attention. At the right moment, she fired her own web line at Spider-Man which easily wrapped around his left foot. Not wasting a second, Natasha pulled on the line to cause Spider-Man to be forced down onto the rooftops.
Natasha was already moving in on her target the second she saw him about to land on the rooftop. She was also impressed that he managed to land on his feet rather gracefully. Most people who fell that hard and fast didn’t recover as fast as her target did, proving again how beneficial it was to have spider-like abilities.
With a couple of smoke pellets she kept in her utility belt, Natasha threw them around Spider-Man to obscure his vision. She was aware of his spider-sense, which warned him of danger, but Natasha was more experienced in keeping someone off-balanced in a fight.
Spider-Man coughed as the smokescreen completely clouded his field of vision. His spider-sense was warning of danger but he couldn’t tell from which direction until it was too late. His legs got kicked out from under him but he managed to recover fast enough to block another kick that was aimed at his head with his left forearm. Before Spider-Man could grab the leg he had blocked, the other leg came out of nowhere and hit him in his stomach, knocking the air out of him. Spider-Man wasn’t used to this kind of fighting or having dealt with too many experienced fighters before and that was what Natasha was using against him.
All the moves she was making had only one predictable response in terms of either offensive or defensive reaction. Natasha knew Spider-Man was adaptive in combat but still had too much inexperience working against him. One of which was never relying too much on just eyesight in a fight.
Knowing the smokescreen would clear in less than ten seconds, Natasha made her moves to finish the fight in her favor.
As she had predicted, Spider-Man fired his webs in a net pattern in an attempt to cover the immediate area with the hopes of catching his attacker. In that moment, Natasha moved up behind him and used the needle she had intended to use on Spider-Man the first time they had met to knock him out. Spider-Man did turn his head at the last second to see who it was sneaking up behind him but Natasha had already stuck the hidden needle in her hand in his neck at the same moment.
“Gotcha.” Natasha said as she backed away with Spider-Man slowly succumbing to the drug he was injected with. “Now you know why Black Widows are more feared than any other spider.”
Natasha thought Spider-Man was trying to say something back but fell to the ground instead. Though the drug did knock him out, the dosage she had given him was only for a minute which was more than enough time for Natasha to ’set the stage; for her interrogation of the teenager.
By the time the teenager came too, Natasha was all set to get the answer she wanted from him. Though the method she had chosen was rather unusual, it was the only expedient one she could do since she didn’t bring any of the standard interrogation tools. In fact, Natasha figured she wouldn’t need them anyway because her captive was still a teenager.
And was also a male.
When Spider-Man fully awoke, he immediately took stock of his surrounding and noticed three things right away. The first thing he noticed was that he was bound to the supports of a building’s water tower. The second was that his bindings were metal straps and judging by how easily they would cut into his skin, they were incredibly sharp. With them on his wrists and ankles, it was possible if he tried to break the metal bindings, either his wrists might get cut badly or his Achilles’ tendon would and he wouldn’t be able to stand properly.
But that wasn’t what was foremost on his mind for the third thing he noticed really got his attention.
Save for his mask, Spider-Man was completely naked. Everything was hanging out, plain as day for anyone in the taller buildings in the area to see. Even though it was nighttime, Spider-Man knew there was plenty of people still out and about and all it would take would be one with a cellphone to take a picture of his nakedness.
“Great. When that idiot Hank Pym got his gigantic ass photograph, he actually become a bigger loser than when he was ousted as a wife beater.” Spider-Man said out loud while still trying to figure out how to break his bindings.
“Was the pun intended in that sentence?”
Spider-Man quickly looked around for the source of a very familiar voice. It was when he looked up, Spider-Man saw who it was and why she sounded familiar to him.
“You?!” Spider-Man practically yelled out when he saw the woman. She was originally sitting on the catwalk of the water tower before leaping off and landing six feet in front of him. “Gotta say lady, if you were looking for a date, all you had to do is asked. Hell, if that doesn’t really work, all those dating websites should get someone who doesn’t mind being tied up and naked at the same time.”
Natasha decided to play with her prey some more. The more flustered a person was, the easier it would be to get information out of them without them realizing what they had said.
“Again, ‘website’? Another pun on your part?” Natasha replied with a sly smile on her face.
Spider-Man got a good look at the woman that he had met before from the Latverian Embassy. She was still wearing a full body suit that definitely clung to her body almost like it was her skin itself, but it was slightly different than before. It had a zipper in the front which was down so her rather impressive bust could be exposed. It was so easy to see that the woman wasn’t wearing any bra and her nipples were just mere centimeters from being exposed.
Spider-Man felt himself getting a hard on at the sight, especially with how the city lights behind her seemed to actually enhance the red head’s beauty. Natasha could already tell her plan was working when she noticed something off of the naked teenager going under a subtle change.
“My, it seems I do have you undivided attention.” Natasha said while putting both of her arms underneath her breasts and raised them slightly while bending forward a bit as well. “Or is it something else I have that has your attention?”
For the most part, Spider-Man didn’t say anything, doing everything he could to actually stop his arousal from becoming so obvious. Unfortunately, even with the cold night air and thinking of the most disgusting things he had ever seen in his life had did little to help.
To continue to press her advantage, Natasha slowly walked forward.
“You don’t have to be ashamed that what you see is to your liking. I worked hard to have my body be the way that it is and I would be greatly disappointed if a young handsome man like you didn’t find me attractive.”
“No doubt you turn a lot men, and possible women’s heads whenever you walk by. What’s your secret, one of those kinds of people that can eat anything and not gain a single ounce of weight? Good plastic surgeon who specializes in liposuctions? Maybe you were a guy once and realized there was a woman inside of you wanting to get out?” Spider-Man tried to keep his wits about him, to keep the mood light and away from what he really wanted to think.
“Well, I am an elite spy and from all the spy movies that America loves to make, that should at least give you some kind of idea about myself. I could tell you the truth but this little meeting isn’t about me.”
“So what is it then? Some kind of payback for when I beat you in our first meeting?” Spider-Man tied to let his anger grow to counteract his arousal. But even that was failing as the woman got closer and closer to him.
Though Natasha’s original plan did involve something of an interrogation of Spider-Man, her mind stated entertaining other thoughts she had about the vigilante in front of her. Such thoughts including the evaluation she had about his naked form. He may not have the build like Steve Rogers or Thor but he definitely had a muscle build and that was backed up when she removed his uniform. She met enough people in her time that had muscles but weren’t as solid as it looked. This teenager, it felt like his body was actually made of chiseled marble and that was a saying she practically had never used before to describe a male form.
Another thing she had to admit was the web-shooters that she took off of him. The design was elegant as it was simplistic. She even tried them out and found they easily put any line shooter or grapple rope she had ever used to shame and she had access to a lot of state-of-the-art tech.
Overall, it was rare for her to meet someone who not only had brains but some brawn to back it up as well. Steve Rogers was one such person and if she worked it just right, this teenager could become an asset for her as Steve was for SHIELD.
When Natasha was practically right in front of Spider-Man, she made it so her chest was touching his but just lightly. It had the desire reaction she wanted but it also had another effect and it was her that felt it. Since she was practically letting her breasts spill out of her suit, there was enough of her skin that touched Spider-Man’s skin. Strangely enough, a kind of small shock happened when their skins touched, like a static shock but for Natasha, the shock felt like it kick started something inside of her.
“You know, this does count as violating someone’s personal space.” Spider-Man tried to say in his usual manner, some seriousness with humor but it wasn’t easy in his situation.
“Then what does this count as?” Natasha said while suddenly grabbing something that made Spider-Man practically yell out ‘Hello Nurse!’
Natasha was definitely no stranger to what the male anatomy possessed, having to bed several assassination targets in order to complete her missions. But despite herself, Natasha had to admit that what she was holding was rather impressive for someone so young. Even when she squeezed it, in her hand it felt like it was an actual steel rod in her hand.
The woman let her show a smile but it was because she found it humorous on how the teenager’s eyes practically bugled out of their sockets every time she squeezed his manhood.
“Now, we’re going to play a game I like to call, ‘Is he lying?’. The rules are simple: I ask a question and you answer it. I will know if you answer it truthfully or not.” Natasha said, her grip still firm on Spider-Man’s cock.
“What…will happen…if I lie?” Spider-Man managed to say. It was hard to keep a clear line of thought considering what the woman was doing to him. He also wanted to ask how would this woman know if he was lying or not but couldn’t really complete the thought.
The answer Spider-Man got confused the Hell out of him. He couldn’t help but feel aroused despite the fact the woman practically tried to snap his dick in half by quickly bending in her hand.
“Think of it like this: What’s currently the most important ‘thing’ to you right now?” Natasha said while pulling out a small hidden knife she had on her and letting the cold blade press against the skin of Spider-Man’s cock.
Natasha did get some satisfaction when she heard the vigilante audibly gulp in reaction to feeling the metal. She was also surprised that despite the fact she had threatened to take away what all men treasured o about themselves, he had yet to go limp in her hand.
“So, what do you want to know?” Spider-Man asked, still finding it strange that he had no doubt the woman was make good on her subtle promise but was still aroused all the same.
Natasha started with some basic questions, things she already knew about the teenager. So far, the teenager answered them truthfully, but it was probably because Natasha easily reminded him what she had a hold of before she asked him a question.
About two minutes into asking questions, Natasha didn’t realize that she wasn’t just holding the teenager by his manhood. Her hand was starting to slowly stroke it. It wasn’t until after Natasha asked three more questions did she realize what she was doing.
And yet, she didn’t even bother to stop what she was doing.
While she continued to stroke the teenager, Natasha had a thought popped into her mind that she should have realized it wasn’t the time or place for such a thought.
“So now what?” Spider-Man asked, also realizing what the woman was doing to him but was in no hurry for her to stop.
Natasha continued her actions a little longer before stopping and replying to Spider-Man’s question.
“Well, since you’ve been such a good boy, how about I give you a little prize?” Natasha said in a whisper sultry tone of voice to Spider-Man’s left ear. She may not have been able to see it but the way she spoke actually made the vigilante’s skin form some goosebumps.
Spider-Man watched as Natasha opened up her uniform to fully expose her breasts now.
“This is what I’m sure you Americans call a blowjob but I’m sure you’ve never had one like this.” Natasha made sure Spider-Man’s cock was still at full attention before she placed it between her breasts. “Now, watch very carefully.”
Spider-Man watched as Natasha stuck out her tongue and used it to angle her saliva she let fall so as to start coating the cock she held with both of her incredible tits. Once she felt it there was enough on his prick, Natasha began using her breasts to rub up and down upon it. The reaction from the teenager was almost immediate.
“Holy…Wow!” Spider-Man wanted to say more, much more than that but his mind wasn’t really operating at even basic capacity at the moment. What the elite spy was doing was something he had only just dreamed of happening and his dreams didn’t even come close to reality.
“Looks like it true about the American saying. ‘Men only think with their penises.’ In my country, our men don’t think like that.” Natasha said, continuing her actions but sometimes rubbing her tits slow against the teenager’s dick to drag out both the sensation and the tease she was doing.
“I’m…a…man. Says…so in m-my…name.” Spider-Man barely managed to reply.
“Oh, is that a fact?” Natasha said before giving the cock a flick of her tongue. The response she got from her captured prey was practically music to her ears. “Let’s see how long a strapping young man like you can last then.”
When she finished her sentence, Natasha lowered her head so she could start sucking on the cock while still holding it between her impressive mounds.
“Holy…!” Spider-Man wasn’t able to finish his sentence because at the same time, Natasha had most of his cock in her mouth and she used her tongue to wrap around it and slowly drag along it before giving the tip of the spear a little nip.
Natasha continued doing this, titty fucking the teenage vigilante while giving the cock a little nip here and there. As expected, Spider-Man wasn’t use to such pleasure and Natasha could feel he was going to climax soon. Not really understanding why but Natasha began to speed up her efforts. A part of her was now screaming at her to drink in this young man’s essence. To hurry up and get the prize that this man had and, in some way, she had been looking for practically all her life. Natasha was actually making some grunting noises as she continued.
“Oh…God! Oh…Holy SHIT!!!” Spider-Man yelled when he couldn’t hold back and longer.
For Natasha, time seemed to slow as she felt the organ in her mouth convulse. It was a clear sign that she was about to be given something she had never liked before. Natasha had done similar sexual acts, even some that most people never even considered for a first night of sex, but she had never enjoyed swallowing a man’s cum. It always left a taste in her mouth that sometimes made her sick when she drank it.
But for some unknown reason she found herself desperately wanting this teenager‘s cum. When she knew that she would soon taste it, Natasha found herself starting to ache for each second she didn’t get one single drop of the white liquid. Her desperation and aches strongly increased when she didn’t get what she wanted after what felt like 5 seconds. She had her eyes closed so she wasn’t entirely sure how much time had passed .
It wasn’t until she opened her eyes did reality set in and her level of both anger and frustration easily jumped up several levels.
At first her vision was mostly black but it took her a moment to realize that Natasha had her face buried in her satin covered pillow. She also felt that her mouth was filled with something and it somehow surprised her that she had some of the pillow her face was buried in also inside her mouth.
Pulling her face back, Natasha assessed her situation and found that she originally laying on her stomach and that her hands were located on both her breasts and in-between her legs. The only reason why her hands were where they were at was because somehow she had masturbated in her sleep. The amount of wetness she felt from her hand that was in-between her legs easily told her she had achieved a release.
Maybe not the one she really hoped for but enough to where her body had reacted to her phantom motions.
Natasha, for her part, practically screamed when she threw off her bed sheet and cover. Her frustration and anger was apparent on her face because she knew without a doubt the dream she just had was the sole reason for her current situation.
Natasha couldn’t really remember the last time she had a wet dream but she knew having one now wasn’t just some form of coincidence.
The memories of the previous day came back to her, where Natasha was making plans about dealings with Spider-Man. It was true that her waking moments was starting to focus on Spider-Man but now she found it was getting really serious if her dreams now began to center on the teenager.
The dream was so vividly real that Natasha remembered everything in it. Including what it felt like to have teenager’s cock in her mouth. That alone actually scared her a bit and she wasn’t one to feel fear of any kind, even when in a serious firefight.
Her training, having been beyond thorough in virtually every aspect there was of the human body, Natasha found there was nothing she could fall back on in her training to understand what it was she was going through.
Reaching up to the spot where Spider-Man had bitten her the first time they had met, Natasha felt that it was somehow the source of whatever connection she now knew there was between them. Whether it was accidental or intentional, there was a connection and the last thing she needed in her life at this point in time was to have a connection that was neither with SHIELD or her allies.
Natasha’s grip on the area of her neck increased to where she almost had a death-grip on it. To her, right now, it felt appropriate for now it seemed her life depended on this connection. How or why, she didn’t now but her instincts were telling her this as truth.
‘I swear I’m going to find out who and what the fuck you really are…Peter Parker!’ Natasha thought to herself as she looked out of her large bedroom window of her penthouse.
Her gaze pointed in the direction of where Queens was, where her target currently lived. Her eyes narrowed dangerously, a look that she rarely had on her face for there have been a few people she had ever met in her entire life that earned her ire. Because of her training, for this look to appear on her face, it was clear to those that knew her well enough understood her ability for rational thinking was gone.
‘And if I have to kill you, I will!’
Elsewhere in Queens, Peter Parker’s influence on another female had manifested but more physically with this one than with the others.
Mary Jane Watson had initially freaked out when she underwent a change that was so radical that she had hoped it was all a nightmare that she would wake up from.
Finding out that your body had taken on the characteristics of a tiger, including a tail, no one would fault the teenage girl for her reaction. Mary Jane had never really screamed as loud as she had after seeing her reflection. But in her own scream, Mary Jane realized it sounded more animalistic than human.
Like an actual tiger’s roar.
For a good while, the girl-turned-tiger sat on the bathroom’s floor holding herself. When Mary Jane realized that what was happening to her wasn’t some weird imagination on her part, the teenager stood to her feet and tried her best to come to terms of what she saw in the mirror.
As if looking at her reflection for the first time, Mary Jane looked deeply at her new appearance.
Her entire skin now had fur on it, tiger’s fur as Mary Jane decided to think of it as such. Feeling herself all over, Mary Jane found it strange how it felt to her. Different and yet, familiar as if it was her own skin still. Mary Jane also noticed that her hair, on top of her head, had increased in length and became a little redder than before but it still felt like hair instead of fur.
That fact was kind of odd to Mary Jane but she also found it odd but was thankful nonetheless that she didn’t have any whiskers on her face or her nose. Her nose was still the same too, not like what a typical feline’s nose is like. Her eyes being slitted like a cat, Mary Jane quickly learned that when she focused her eyesight, things became exceptionally clearer to her than before. Mary Jane quickly found this out when she narrowed her eyes and was able to see in the mirror’s reflection the objects behind her and how clear she could see them as if she was looking directly at them now.
Her other senses: touch, taste and smell were more enhanced as well. When she felt the surface of the bathroom sink’s countertop, she was surprise to feel some rough spots despite the fact she knew the material to be smooth like glass. Taking in a kind of a deep sniff, the usual smells that came from the bathroom were much stronger, like Mary Jane literally had her nose right in the source of the smells.
Because of this, Mary Jane left the bathroom and made her way back to her own room. While she walked, Mary Jane noticed that though her fingernails were longer than before, and far sharper than any razor blade she knew of, even her toenails were longer and sharper as well. If it wasn’t for the subtle sound of her toenails somewhat dragging along the carpet, Mary Jane might’ve not noticed how some of her toenails cut into the carpet itself.
Once back in her room, Mary Jane quickly closed the door behind her but immediately forgot something new and important to her. The tail she now had got caught in the closing of the door and the pain she felt as a result almost overwhelmed her mind with the sudden and very unexpected nerve source. After getting her tail free and waiting for the pain to subside, Mary Jane thought about her entire situation.
Her first thought was that she was a mutant since after hearing how people became mutants around the time of puberty and she was the appropriate age. But as far she could remember of her own family history, there wasn’t anyone in her family tree that could be considered to be mutant. Mary Jane did think about asking either her mother or her father if there was such a person in their family that might’ve passed on their genes but realized that she couldn’t. Not with the way she looked now.
Her mother would easily be more understanding than her father but it also meant the real possibility of her being kicked out of her own home. She knew the kind of man her father was and if it came out he had a daughter that was a mutant, he would do everything he could to distant himself from that fact.
It was in these thoughts that Mary Jane remembered something rather important about mutants. Quickly going to her own laptop, Mary Jane logged in the address website for Charles Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngster. She remembered Peter telling her about how it also helps people who find out that they are mutants and some basic tips on how to cope with the initial change.
The reason Mary Jane was looking into this website was to see if maybe, and this was a long shot maybe in her mind, that if she indeed a mutant then it might stand to reason she was, hopefully, the certain kind of mutant where she could activate and deactivate her new abilities. One of the reasons for this was because the change Mary Jane had undergone was so sudden, not gradual. That might mean she could change between forms like the one they call Colossus on the X-Men team.
After skimming through all the information that the website had, Mary Jane thought she had enough of an idea how to proceed. Since it was all in her mind, Mary Jane spent the better part of the day trying to get herself to achieve the state of mind to control her change.
Luckily for Mary Jane, by the time she figured out both how to revert and the trigger to change, her mother had just returned from work. While in a mad scramble to put on clothes again so her own mother didn’t see her in the nude, Mary Jane was definitely pleased to see the tail she had also disappeared along with the rest of her tiger features.
Though she was back to looking like she normally did before going feral, Mary Jane had completely forgotten that her clothing tore apart when first changed. She had returned to her room naked from the bathroom and completely forgotten the torn clothing trail she had created. Her mother saw this and was greatly worried but Mary Jane just barely managed to ease her mother’s fears.
Mary Jane also realized that she had to keep a certain state of mind while she looked like she did before. While telling her mother not to worry about the shredded clothing, Mary Jane could feel herself starting to change again, specifically her spine. When learning how to change and change back, Mary Jane got the first indication that she was going to change when she felt her spine started to stretch. Before it hurt but now it was more or less felt like she had a cramp and was stretching the cramp out while changing.
A part of Mary Jane was relieved that there was now a kind of early warning sensation, much like someone’s hair standing on end because a static charge build-up. But she was still pretty much freaked out because of the fact she was doing something no normal human could do.
Her first instinct was to run to Peter and use his help to get some answers. But her mother was adamant that Mary Jane didn’t leave the house for the rest of the night. Mary Jane had thought about sending an email to Peter but recent events with her online email account gave Mary Jane the impression someone was reading her emails. Whether it was her father or her mother, it didn’t really matter since it still meant she couldn’t contact Peter that way. Mary Jane also made a mental note to erase her webpage history so as for whoever was accessing her laptop that they did not get the possible idea she was a mutant.
She couldn’t call Peter either because there was no guarantee that Peter would be the first to answer or that he would get the message without his Aunt May being suspicious.
When nighttime came, Mary Jane, still reeling from everything she had experienced and learned, decided that now was a time to seek out Peter. Faking that she was asleep was the most difficult part and then waiting for her parents to fall asleep as well. It was near midnight when Mary Jane left to find Peter.
Before she left, Mary Jane made sure to put on clothing that had enough give so as to not be completely naked when she showed Peter what she could do. Not that she didn’t mind the idea of being naked with Peter, and Mary Jane had the feeling that Peter might have a secret fetish, but this time was going to be all business first.
Wearing a pair of dark gray sweatpants and sweatshirt, but no shoes since her toenails still retained their sharpness like her fingernails, Mary Jane began making her way to Peter’s house. Though she had decided to take the sidewalks instead of the alleyways towards Peter’s home, Mary Jane still had to take a indirect route to get to Peter’s home.
A route that took her near the abandoned warehouse she and Peter would hang out from time to time.
When she got there, Mary Jane noticed immediately the police tape near the front entrance. Her curiosity compelled Mary Jane to see what it was that required the police to seal off the area. Even though she hadn’t changed to her new form, Mary Jane easily jumped over the fence but made sure she was out of sight when she did so. It didn’t take Mary Jane long to understand why the police had been to the warehouse.
It was clear some kind of explosions had taken place judging by the holes in the wall and some of the abandoned equipment now in pieces. Seeing the state of the warehouse made Mary Jane wonder if some kind of fight went down and Peter was here at the time as well.
Noticing that she was alone, Mary Jane decided to go with the impromptu idea about using the warehouse to test out her new form. She knew Peter would probably suggest it anyways so figured that while she was here already, why not find out now.
Mary Jane made sure her sweatpants were on tight around her waist but she also made sure her tail wouldn’t rip through them. She already lost one pair of panties to her tail and she also found out at times her tail seemed to have a mind of its own. Proof of that came when her tail wrapped itself on her chair while she was on her laptop.
Though she didn’t lose her balance, Mary Jane was still taken by surprise when she stood up and felt herself being tethered to something her tail told her was ‘heavy’.
After letting her body change to the form Mary Jane dubbed her ‘Tigra’ form, and making sure her tail was free, Mary Jane started off with some basic tests of her physical abilities. She knew how high she could jump before but when jumped in her new form, Mary Jane easily cleared about 10 feet into the air and that was only putting about half of her strength into it. Crouching down and putting everything she could, Mary Jane not only cleared 10 feet but well over 20 feet it seemed.
Mary Jane also did some leaps to see how far she could push herself forward. From a dead stop and from a running start, Mary Jane easily cleared a distance most Olympic athletes would kill to have. The teenage girl had no doubt her running was easily much greater than before but she tried it out anyways. Though she had only intended to run the length of the warehouse’s ground floor, Mary Jane started to let herself really go with her new abilities.
It was about two laps Mary Jane did before she ran right out of the warehouse and ran as fast as she could along the streets of her Queens’ neighborhood. Not knowing why but the feel of the wind as she ran at speeds no normal person could achieve on their own, it was a unique thrill that Mary Jane couldn’t get enough of.
“Oh…HELL YEAH!” Mary Jane Watson yelled out just before she practically jumped over a house that was in front of her. Of course it took two steps to completely clear the height of the house but the landing didn’t even break Mary Jane’s stride.
Mary Jane was enjoying what she was doing so much that she barely registered the fact that she was now using the telephone polls as a means to travel around Queens. Easily from one pole to the next, Mary Jane jumped just like the typical feline would in any household. She continued this until she reached one of the shopping district in Queens and then stopped on the rooftop of a nearby building.
Somehow, Mary Jane still managed to land with some grace since she had misjudged her jump and almost overshot the rooftop. She also realized that when she landed, Mary Jane was now in a crouch position much like any feline would be.
‘Oh God! This is gotta be what Peter felt like when he first got his powers!’ Mary Jane thought to herself while catching her breath from the hard running and jumping she had just done.
While still panting heavily but also feeling excited on learning what she could do, Mary Jane walked over to edge of the rooftop and learned up against the small wall that surrounded the rooftop. With her hands on the wall, Mary Jane looked out at the city lights. It was probably the first since her changed that Mary Jane didn’t feel any uneasiness or dread she had before.
Very strangely enough for Mary Jane, what she felt right now was something she could only describe as one thing but didn’t understand why she was feeling it now. It wasn’t a negative feeling and yet, Mary Jane couldn’t easily remember when she felt like this.
That she felt so…free.
Mary Jane tried to understand her feelings on the matter a little better but when she saw a display clock telling her what time it was, she decided to head back home before her parents might notice her missing. That and it being 1:33 in the morning meant she had to be home as soon as possible.
As Mary Jane turned around to begin her trek back home, she easily heard the sounds of someone screaming for help. When she looked around, there was nothing in the immediate vicinity of someone screaming for help.
When Mary Jane heard it again, she managed to get a bearing on where it was coming from. Doing her best with her new enhanced senses, Mary Jane figured that whoever was calling for help was easily out of earshot for normal people but not for her. Mary Jane debated with herself, pointing out that even though she could hear it, she didn’t have enough of an idea how far away the person was.
As she debated with herself, two memories entered into her mind. One about Peter telling her that he was Spider-Man and the other about the report she was to give in class about what she believes it means to be a hero. She knew Peter went out as Spider-Man because he lost his Uncle Ben and she also knew that being a hero meant doing the right thing.
And right now, the right thing was help out the person screaming for it.
Mary Jane jumped along the rooftops as far as she could before took to the telephone poles again to follow the screams. It didn’t take her long to find the person calling for help, or rather the several people calling for help.
Not wanting to jump right into it, Mary Jane found a vantage point so as to see what it was she would be dealing with. Peter had told her of the time he jumped into a situation where the FBI was watching some of Kingpin’s punks and the end result was him being seen as a suspect among the Kingpin’s organization. Even though he took down the enforcers and a high-ranking lieutenant, Peter said it wasn’t enough to convince the FBI agents he wasn’t with them.
Keeping that in mind, Mary Jane quickly assessed the situation. She saw two groups of people running down an alleyway, one chasing another. Unfortunately for the group that was being chased, the alleyway didn’t have any exit points save for the opening they ran into and the one they were now running towards.
There were at least three girls, possible high schoolers to first-year college students and by the looks of their outfit, they had just come from a party or rave. Chasing them was obviously some gang bangers that thought about taking something from them considering the way all six of them were yelling ’Get ’em!’.
Though Mary Jane was still somewhat reluctant, the teenager made her move when she saw one of the girls trip and the gang bangers practically jumped on the girls when they tried to help their fallen friend back up.. Mary Jane wasn’t about to give the punks a chance to do whatever they wanted.
Mary Jane jumped down to the floor and made her move by leaping at the punks and grabbed the collar of the one closest to the fallen girl and threw him back as hard as she could. The teenager had an idea how strong she might be but didn’t expect to throw the guy so far away, practically half the distance of the alleyway. Mary Jane was surprised but quickly regained her composure when she realized everyone’s attention was now on her.
“Dude, what the fuck is that?!” One guy yelled out.
“Some chick in a Halloween costume?” Another said while holding of the three girls by her arms to keep her from escaping.
“Can’t be! She just threw Ray like he was a rag doll! She’s gotta be a mutant!” A third said while holding onto another of the girls.
“Well, gotta say we might’ve hit the jackpot. We got these three bitches and now some kid of sex kitten mutant. Anybody else feel like getting their freak on?” The man that appears to be the leader of the group said. Mary Jane actually felt her disgust for these jack asses increase when that grabbed his own crotch and gave it several shakes, easily telling everyone there what was on his disgusting mind.
“You know what they say about a kitten with claws?” Mary Jane said, making it so her fingernails increase in length to show what her claws looked like.
“So what? We ain’t exactly packing just our dicks either.”
With that said, Mary Jane noticed all of the punks there pulled out their own weapons. Ranging from switchblades to full daggers to one even brandishing a gun. That was when Mary Jane was hit with the realization that maybe she was in over her head.
But seeing the frightened girls’ expression, Mary Jane steeled herself. She knew she could easily escape at the moment but that would leave the three girls to whatever passes for mercy with these punks.
Trying to think of what Peter would do in this situation, Mary Jane decided to cause a distraction to throw her opponents off. With only one idea coming to mind, Mary Jane got herself ready to move the moment she caused the distraction.
“I see all of you guys are packing. But seriously doubt anyone here is packing these.” Mary Jane said before lifting up her sweatshirt over her head and showing her exposed and enhanced chest for to see.
When she saw all eyes were focused on her breasts, Mary Jane moved quickly enough to take the one who had a gun by surprise. She ripped the gun out of his hand and punched him in the stomach. Her punch sent the guy flying into the wall, easily being lifted three feet off the ground from the punch itself.
Mary Jane quickly turned her attention around and saw two guys coming straight at her. Following what her instincts told her, Mary Jane did a spin kick with her left leg and caught both guys right in their faces. She hit one hard enough to spin in the air and the other to actually be sent flying.
Still relying on her instincts, Mary Jane caught the attack of one guy who was trying to do a diagonal cut that was aimed at her head. On reflex, Mary Jane’s grip on the man’s hand tightened to the point where she felt like she had crushed the bones in his hands. She also felt like she had crushed the handle of the knife that was in his hand as well. Though he backed away, yelling pain for his damaged hand, Mary Jane kicked him in the stomach and sent him right into the guy she had thrown moment before.
Mary Jane couldn’t help but feel pleased with herself with her actions. She even wondered if this is how Peter felt when he took down some criminal scum.
With all but one taken out, Mary Jane turned towards the last guy and saw he had taken one of the girls hostage. The guy had his knife right next to her throat and showed no hesitation of using it since there was already a slight drip of blood coming from the point where the knife was on her neck.
“Not bad, mutant skank. But how’s about we try something else, huh? You leave now and I don’t cut this bitch’s throat.”
Though her chest was still exposed, Mary Jane knew the man’s attention wasn’t focused on that part of her anymore. She also knew she had only several seconds to plan out how to free the hostage. The only idea she had left was what probably the textbook definition as ‘oldest trick in the book.’
Looking up in a direction that suggested was behind the group in front of her, Mary Jane called out.
“Hey, Spider-Man, are you gonna help me out or what?”
Though she was surprised, Mary Jane moved as fast as she could the moment she saw the guy holding the knife to the girl’s throat fall for the ploy and turn around. With her claws stretched out, Mary Jane slashed his hand that held the knife, causing him to drop it. When he grabbed his hand in both pain and to stop the immediate bleeding, Mary Jane did something else she wouldn’t regret later.
With the girl away, Mary Jane brought up one hand and used her claws to slash the guy’s face from side to side.
“AHH! MY FACE! YOU MUTANT BITCH!” The man yelled, holding his face with one hand while the other fell limply to his side, still bleeding.
Mary Jane wanted to punch the man again but decided not to. She felt she had delivered enough punishment to the gang. Though there were some that would obviously have broken bones, none of them were getting up anytime soon.
Once getting her sweatshirt back on, Mary Jane turned her attention to the three girls. She could see they were still afraid and, though Mary Jane didn’t blame them, were worried what she was going to do next.
“Go find a phone and call the police.” Mary Jane told them, sounding as serious as she could. The main reason why she did her best to sound serious was because of the adrenaline high she felt herself having at the moment.
Though Mary Jane did turn around to leave the area, the guy she had pretty much scarred for life started screaming what he was going to do to her once he could see again. Mary Jane then reconsidered hitting the guy again considering all the threats he was spewing out. But her decision to hit him was taken away from her when her tail actually hit the man much like a whip.
“Tell your friends that when you face Tigra, you will be pussy whipped.” Mary Jane spontaneously said while also wondering if this was final proof that her tail had a mind of its own. She could’ve sworn that it the way it was swishing back and forth, it was doing so because it was happy.
Deciding that she had stayed long enough, Mary Jane easily jumped back up to the rooftops and started making her way home. Still on the adrenaline rush, Mary Jane again yelled out as she jumped from rooftop to rooftop.
“OH, HELL YEAH! I can’t wait to show Peter what I can do now!”
Mary Jane had never felt like she did now. So free and, for a lack of a better term at the moment, so like herself for the first time. She might have kept running again like she did before, to simply feel the wind as she ran as fast as she could. But Mary Jane’s adrenaline rush faded just as she reached her neighborhood.
Her original intent to seek Peter out that night and use his scientific talents was more or less forgotten. Luckily for her, there was no school tomorrow because of a some kind of district meeting and she could still be at Peter’s house without raising any real suspicions.
And if worked in her favor, Mary Jane suddenly got the idea of what it would be like with Peter in this new form as well. To say she wasn’t feeling very frisky after having that idea would be a gross understatement. There was no doubt in her mind that when Peter saw her new form, he wouldn’t get certain perverted ideas.
That was when Mary Jane realized what she had just done. The fact she showed off her chest to a bunch of strangers, even though there was something of a reason for doing so, Mary Jane wondered if she was some kind of closet exhibitionist.
When she finally reached her house and entered into her room, Mary Jane really started wondering about everything that happened to her recently. In her room, which Mary Jane managed to get to without making any kind of sound just like a house cat could, the girl carefully examined her situation as best as she could understand it at the moment.
With all her thoughts focused, Mary Jane decided to check on something about herself. Quickly taking off all of her clothing, the teenage girl stood nude in front of the full body mirror she kept in her room.
Well, as nude as a person can be with tiger fur on their entire body.
All the feelings she had, about feeling free and being herself for the first and all the rest she had experienced ever since that day she and Peter were intimate, Mary Jane sorted them out as best as she could to understand them. The only conclusion that she could come to, which felt like a stretch to her right now, was that maybe her father was more a part of her than she realized.
Mary Jane knew her father to be nothing more than a bastard because of all the times he came home late at night. Practically each and every time he did come home, Mary Jane could always smell traces of cheap perfume and various other stenches that could only mean one thing. Her father visited either some brothel in the city or frequented a motel that had prostitutes hanging out front.
With that fact about him, Mary Jane though that maybe a part of her was like that as well. That she now became more interested in sex after losing her virginity. She remembered how excited she felt when Liz watched her and Peter fuck in the school’s shower room. How she so easily got into a three-way and with her best friend Liz no less.
Looking at herself naked in the mirror, Mary Jane remembered hearing that lions and tigers were often seen a symbols for sexual prowess. Becoming a tiger herself and feeling as free and as herself as she ever had, it was the only conclusion she came to that made sense.
Even with the low light in her bedroom, Mary Jane walked up to her full body mirror and examined her body again but with a different eye than before. Reaching up to her breasts, Mary Jane quickly realized that they were now more sensitive than before. Especially her nipples when she gave them a light pinch and tug.
It was strange, considering that now instead of bare skin there was light layer of fur over her breasts, that when Mary Jane started to fondle her breasts it felt so different. Different but much better than before.
Slowly, Mary Jane began to lose herself to the sensations she was feeling. There had been times before when she felt herself, out of curiosity of course. But now, in her new form, it was like she was truly feeling everything for the first time.
Mary Jane continued to slowly fondle her now enhanced breasts, practically drinking the pleasure her body was experiencing. They were sensitive before but now, just lightly rushing the surface sent jolts through her skin and up her spine. Mary Jane even recalled that when she quickly took off her shirt earlier, the fabric brushing up against her tits as she removed the shirt sent a brief jolt of pleasure as well.
With her nipples now fully erect, Mary Jane did a little pinching on each one. Separate and then together, each act making Mary Jane wanting to do more, to feel more.
The teenager knew that she shouldn’t continue what she was doing, the walls in her bedroom weren’t thin but the chance to hear her moans she was now making could still be heard should someone just walk past her bedroom door.
As Mary Jane continued to fondle her breasts, a new sensation started overtake her and it came from between her legs. She stopped for a moment to see what it was that was making the lower half of her body feel so good. What she saw surprised her and reaffirmed her recent belief about her tail.
Since she was completely naked, Mary Jane’s new tail came around her waist and was rubbing down on her vagina. Mary Jane knew she could control her tail by really focusing her mind but right now, she couldn’t get it to stop what it was now doing.
Not that she didn’t want her tail to stop doing what it was doing.
Mary Jane watched intently, committing everything to memory. She wasn’t entirely sure what her tail was really made of, which was one of the reasons why she had wanted to talk to Peter earlier. But it quickly didn’t matter anymore to her when Mary Jane saw her tail seem to really put effort into pleasuring herself.
Mary Jane quickly decided to move to her bed when she felt her legs starting to lose strength in them. Once on the bed and on her back, Mary Jane watched as her tail continued to rub, even harder now, against her now wet pussy. Though she was on her back, Mary Jane’s legs started to move about as a result of the pleasure sensations she was feeling.
Not really caring anymore if her parents would hear her, Mary Jane resumed fondling her breasts so her entire body could feel enjoyment.
About a minute of this later, Mary Jane’s body moved rather instinctively by her legs taking position so as to prop up the lower half of her body. This made it easier for her tail to reach her snatch by going in-between her legs instead of going around her waist. With more freedom of movement, Mary Jane’s tail was able to really apply itself against her cunt.
Mary Jane got into her actions so much she even started to lick her own breasts and nipples.
The teenager eventually let herself completely go, falling into the fantasy that entered into her mind about her new body and with Peter. While her body was continued to be pleasured by her hands on her breasts and tail on her pussy, Mary Jane’s mind imagined it was Peter on her doing everything that she was doing to herself. That it wasn’t her tail but Peter’s cock rubbing against her and his hands on her tits.
“Oh…God….Peter… so good….” Mary Jane said among her moans.
Even Mary Jane’s hips began to rock in motion with her tail pressing against her now dripping pussy. The room started to fill with both the sounds of Mary Jane’s moans and the scent of her sex.
Though her tail had done an excellent job of creating intense pleasure, it was just not enough to achieve full release. Quickly realizing this, Mary Jane moved her hands from her breasts and began finishing what her tail had started. Two fingers went inside of her from one hand while the other hand played around, including giving her little nub a subtle pinch and twist.
Mary Jane repositioned herself so that she was face down but her lower half of her body was still in the air. The teenager used her pillow to muffle the now louder moans she was making. Again, her mind was playing the fantasy that Peter was now behind her, pounding her from behind like he had done in the school’s gym showers.
Though her mind replayed that event, her hands continued to pleasure her vagina. Though her moaning was loud despite being muffled, the faint sounds of wet sucking could be heard each time Mary Jane pulled her fingers out after going in as deep as she could make them go.
It wasn’t much longer before she achieved her release and yelled into the pillow her boyfriend’s name.
The moment her orgasm hit her, Mary Jane’s tail shot straight up and became all bushy. It stayed like this for several seconds before Mary Jane collapsed onto her bed. Her face still buried by the pillow, Mary Jane was catching her breath while enjoying the after effects of her masturbation.
Mary Jane remembered how her orgasms felt before but now in her new form, especially with her tail, it was a feeling that she couldn’t describe with any words she knew. It was like her brain was doing everything it could to process the new feelings but was overloading at the same time. Her entire body felt like jell-o at the moment, all of her strength was gone and every inch of her was immersed in what felt like pure ecstasy.
It took some time before Mary Jane managed to get her breathing back under control and it wasn’t long after that she did when sleep took hold of her. Though completely unconscious, Mary Jane wasn’t aware of a fortunate aspect of her abilities at the moment. She would later learn to control this but for now, whenever she completely passed out for whatever reason, Mary Jane would revert back to her original form.
While she slept, Mary Jane’s mind played out a dream of what advantages would come from her new form. She dreamt of the time when Peter told her he was Spider-Man and how she believed that Peter was like a rock star because of his abilities.
Now she dreamt of what the world would be like to her as Tigra.
Being a superhero and fighting alongside her boyfriend and fellow superhero. It was a fantastic dream for her that she would remember for years to come.
One thing Mary Jane would quickly learn, like Peter had with his hero life, is how fast word-of-mouth about a new superhero in New York can spread.
Mary Jane’s action in saving the girls’ from the gang members was caught on a passerby’s cellphone. Though the video didn’t get a clear image of her chest when she took her shirt off, the video easily showed that it wasn’t someone in a fake costume acting like a vigilante.
This video spread as the proverbial wildfire in a dry forest and easily caught the attention of several unique individuals. Most notably one director of the organization SHIELD named Nick Fury.
Nick Fury had made it clear that he wanted to keep tabs on Peter Parker. This included monitoring anything of remotely suspicious out of Queens or anything that even remotely showed a hint of someone wearing a Spider-Man costume.
When the report of a possible mutant/meta-human sighting came in and was from Queens, Nick Fury spared the time needed to read the report. It was early in the morning when he read the report but Nick was still in his office making preparations. Back-Up plans and such as well as what to do with Peter Parker and Norman Osborn. Upon seeing the report of a tiger person acting as a vigilante not too far from Peter’s home, Nick already assumed it wasn’t a coincidence.
In fact, Nick saw it as credence to Natasha’s theory about Peter Parker. And that was what worried him.
‘A spy like Natasha being right about something isn’t necessarily a bad thing but she knows something and isn’t telling me what it is.’ Nick thought to himself as he watched the recorded video of the tiger girl easily trashing street punks. ‘Maybe it’s about time I have a talk with the kid myself. A little sooner than I wanted but something is happening behind the scene and both Natasha and Peter are somehow a part of it.’
It was in his plans to eventually recruit Peter into SHIELD for various reasons. Both practical and personal for him. But things were moving in a direction that Nick wasn’t ready for, at least not without being able to spin it in his favor enough.
Nick couldn’t help but play the memory of the first day he ever met Peter Parker. Of how he was just a baby and how Nick’s project to recreate the super soldier serum backfired so badly it had just claimed the lives of Peter’s mother and father. That mistake was on him, Nick knew that and he wanted to do something to make right by Peter for it.
Unfortunately, Nick knew that he was just as responsible for their deaths and as of right now, Peter would see it that way. Not that Nick could blame him for it but the last thing Nick wanted was to have a possible super villain that he had inadvertently created in more ways than just one.
‘I just hope I’m not too late.’ Nick thought to himself before closing the folder of the report given to him and already planning on the time and place of the meeting for either the newest recruit of the Ultimates or the next resident of the super-max cellblock located right under the Triskelion.
Next Chapter: The Joys Of Sharing (Part 2)

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Author’s Note: A little light on the action, I know but that was one of the reason why I split up the chapter. The next chapter will be the beginning of the Spider Harem with the girls all coming to terms of Peter having multiple lovers.
With that being said, I’ve got some ideas on who will be added in but if I missed anyone that might be a good member in Peter’s harem, tell me who it is and why. I thought about a limit but then I figured, might as well go for it all. Some of the girls can be full time harem members while others can be weekend members.
The current list of the girls is as follows:
Mary Jane Watson
Liz Allen
Jessica Drew
Gwen Stacy
Kitty Pryde
Lana and Lori Baumgartner
Felicia Hardy
So, tell me what you think and I’ll update as soon as I can.
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