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Inside Peter's house, the TV was broadcasting the recent incident that occurred on the Williamsburg Bridge.
"Sometime ago, a lizard-type monster appeared out of nowhere on the Williamsburg Bridge. Shortly after, several figures, resembling Spider-Man, also appeared..."
"Oh my God!" May exclaimed, her voice filled with worry. She knew those figures were none other than Gwen, Liz, and Mary. Her concern for them was undeniable, but more than anything, she feared for Peter's safety. After all, he was the man she loved.
"I hope you're okay, Peter." May murmured, her hand gently rubbing her stomach, as if trying to calm the anxiety swelling inside her.
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Inside the SHIELD building in New York, Nick Fury sat in his office, his eyes still glued to the TV.
"Natasha, do whatever it takes, but I want to know who Spider-Man is, and those other three too." Fury said, his tone serious and commanding. He flicked the TV off, the image of Spider-Man and his allies still fresh in his mind.
"On it," Natasha responded confidently, standing up from her seat. She knew exactly what was at stake. Without another word, she left the room, determined to follow her orders.
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In an abandoned building somewhere, the four figures entered, each of them removing their masks. The moment Gwen took hers off, she immediately hugged Peter tightly.
"That lizard! It's him!" Gwen cried, her voice filled with sadness and confusion. She was clearly distraught.
"Who?" Mary asked, looking at her in confusion.
"You know who that Lizard is!" Liz added, equally shocked.
Peter could sense the turmoil Gwen was going through. For a moment, he didn't speak—he just wrapped his arms around her, comforting her as she clung to him.
"You mean, Dr. Connors, right?" Peter asked gently, though he already knew the truth. He played along, wanting to ease her pain.
"Yes!" Gwen confirmed, her voice thick with emotion as she broke the hug.
"Wait!" Liz interrupted, her face filled with disbelief, "You mean that lizard-type monster was Dr. Connors?"
"But how did this happen?" Mary asked, still unable to process the information. They were all in shock, struggling to believe that the creature they'd fought earlier was the same Dr. Connors they'd met during their trip to Oscorp.
Gwen wiped her tears away, her face filled with regret, "Do you remember the research Dr. Connors was working on?" She asked, looking at them for reassurance.
"Yes." Both Mary and Liz nodded, with Peter doing the same. He didn't want to break character.
"It was a research project to develop a serum using lizard genes—a serum that could heal any injury or disease. After days of hard work, we finally succeeded." Gwen explained, her voice trembling with guilt, "But it seems Dr. Connors used the serum on himself, and... what we fought is the result of that."
The weight of Gwen's words hit everyone like a ton of bricks. They all exchanged looks of disbelief. How could something so terrible have come from their hard work?
Gwen lowered her gaze, her regret turning into self-blame, "I was the one who helped him develop the serum. It's my fault this happened." She said, her voice full of sorrow.
Seeing Gwen in such pain, Liz and Mary immediately stepped forward, pulling her into a tight hug.
"Don't blame yourself, Gwen. It's not your fault." Liz said softly.
"But—" Gwen began to protest, but Mary interrupted her.
"No buts!" Mary insisted, her voice firm but comforting, "It's not your fault, so don't carry this burden alone."
Gwen looked up at them, a faint smile forming on her lips, "Thank you. Thank you, my dear wife-sisters." She said, her voice filled with gratitude, as she hugged them back.
Peter watched the scene unfold, then spoke up, his voice filled with determination, "Gwen, I know one thing for sure: if you were able to make the serum, I have no doubt that you can create a cure too."
"Yes, Peter's right." Liz agreed, her hand resting gently on Gwen's shoulder.
"You can do it, Gwen. And we'll help you." Mary added, her support unwavering as she held Gwen's hand.
A spark of motivation flickered in Gwen's eyes, "You're right. I can make the cure. I'll find a way to turn Dr. Connors back into a human." She said, her voice stronger now, filled with resolve.
Peter smiled, his heart swelling with pride. He knew Gwen would pull through. But even if the cure didn't work, he wasn't afraid—he'd do whatever it took to fix the situation, even if it meant ending Dr. Connors' suffering permanently.
After a lengthy discussion, they decided to gather the necessary materials to create the cure and bring them back to the abandoned building. Once that was settled, they all returned to their homes.
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Peter entered his house, the bag slung over his shoulder containing his suit.
"I'm back, May." Peter said, setting his bag down.
"Baby!" May's voice rang out, filled with concern. As soon as Peter took off his shoes, she came rushing toward him, jumped into his arms, and wrapped herself around him tightly.
Peter could feel the tension in her embrace. He knew that she must have seen the broadcast of the bridge incident on TV, and he could only imagine how worried she had been.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Peter reassured her, breaking the hug. He cupped her face in his hands, his gaze softening, "You look so adorable when you're worried." He teased with a smile before planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Hmm~ Don't tease me." May replied, her voice a mix of complaint and enjoyment as she smiled up at him, savoring the kiss.
Afterward, they made their way to the kitchen for dinner. May had been too anxious to eat earlier, so they both sat down together and enjoyed their meal with May sitting on Peter's lap throughout.
Later, inside the bedroom, Peter sat on the bed, wearing only his underwear, waiting for May to come out of the bathroom. She had said she wanted to show him something.
Creak!
The bathroom door opened, and May stepped out, wearing pink lingerie. But this wasn't just any lingerie—it had holes cut out in strategic places, clearly highlighting her most intimate areas. Making her pink erotic nipples, her hairless pink vagina and asshole clearly visible.
Peter's body reacted instantly, his arousal awakening as he stared at her. The sight of her in such erotic attire made his desires surge. His dragon woke up from his slumber, poking out of the underwear.
May noticed his reaction and smiled mischievously, her lips curling up in satisfaction, "Looks like you like it♥️♥️♥️~" She purred, her voice sultry.
Peter stood up from the bed, walking toward her with a hunger in his eyes. He pulled her close, their bodies colliding as he spoke in a low, commanding tone, "You know, now you won't be getting any sleep tonight." He said, his hands gripping her buttocks and molding them to his liking.
"Hmm♥️♥️~ I know." May responded with a breathless smile.
"Then get ready." Peter warned, leaning in as if to kiss her, but before he could, May stopped him by placing a finger on his lips.
"What's wrong?" Peter asked, his confusion evident.
"I… I need to tell you something." May said, her voice trembling slightly.
Peter could tell from her way of speaking that this was serious. He softened his tone, "Tell me. Whatever it is, don't be afraid to say it."
May took a deep breath and finally revealed her secret, "I… I'm pregnant."
At first, Peter didn't quite process the words. But when it hit him, his eyes widened in disbelief, "Wait… What did you just say?"
"I'm pregnant, Peter." May repeated, her gaze meeting his, "That means you're going to be a dad." She thought that Peter would be angry or disappointed in her but to her surprise what happened next was something completely different.
Peter stood there in stunned silence for a moment, but then a wide grin spread across his face, "I… I'm going to be a dad!" He repeated, his voice filled with joy. Without thinking, he scooped May up into his arms and spun her around in pure excitement, "This is amazing! I'm so happy!"
"Wait! Slow down!" May laughed, her heart racing in joy and disbelief at Peter's reaction.