Spider Fucks

Storm

He wakes up slowly, not quite sure what's going on at first. But he IS the Amazing Spider-Man, and with that comes a finely tuned danger sense. Even before Peter realizes he's sat in a chair and tied up, his spidey sense is tingling, and his eyes are snapping open beneath his mask as he takes in his circumstances, his bright mind racing and immediately coming to a conclusion about what's going on.

Emma had come through on her promise to introduce him to some more of the female members of the X-Men. Namely, she'd come through on introducing him to one in particular, the gorgeous chocolate-skinned femme fatale Storm. Able to control the weather, Storm was an absolute powerhouse during their battle with Thanos, flinging lightning this way and that, helping them against the alien army that Thanos had brought with him.

Of course, Storm wasn't really anymore well-suited for solving small-time crime then Emma was, at the end of the day. And the X-Men really didn't need much more publicity at this point, their PR had never been better, with Emma's patrols with Spider-Man helping to solidify that. So, to get Storm interested, there had to be something more. Emma had been the one to locate their next assignment. Apparently, there was a Nazi scientist skulking around New York, trying to figure out what made mutants and metahumans tick, so that he could in turn replicate their powers and create more super soldiers.

Needless to say, that alone was dangerous enough, but what made him a criminal was the fact that Emma had managed to trace the disappearances of both homeless people and young disadvantaged mutants (sometimes one in the same) to this scientist and his burgeoning organization. Human trafficking and experimentation was never kosher, so of course it made sense for them to hunt the guy down and bring him to justice.

Unfortunately, it seemed that Peter's hubris had finally gotten the better of him. Natasha and everything that had come after had instilled a sense of self-confidence in him that he didn't have before, but now that he was sat in a chair and tied up, well, part of him couldn't help but wonder if perhaps he'd let it all go to his head. After all, he and the X-Women… they'd been captured it seemed. The last thing he'd noticed was an almost unnoticeable smell in the air as they'd smashed their way into the scientist's underground lair, followed by his spidey sense flaring… and then nothing.

Obviously, they'd been knocked out and captured. Which meant it was up to Peter to escape. He couldn't rely on his overpowered mutant friends to do all the work for him, after all. For just a moment, he tests the strength of the bonds he's in. Then, he relaxes. All in due time…

"Ah, so the Spider is finally awake."

Besides, he wasn't alone. Lifting his head, Spider-Man takes in the sight before him and is immediately grateful for his mask. He's sat in the middle of what is obviously a stereotypical mad scientist's laboratory, tied to his chair and seemingly quite helpless. Meanwhile, Emma and Storm are close by, actually helpless… and topless to boot. Completely unconscious still (because if they weren't, Peter knew they wouldn't let their current indignity stand for even a moment) the two female X-Men are currently strung up in a pair of identical machines, their own restraints metal where his is just rope, and their bodies in a rather lewd position.

Sitting back in the machines, legs spread wide open, the heroines have had the tops of their costumes removed, and the bottoms cut to pieces. This leaves both their chests and their cunts exposed… which while perverse, also seems to have a scientific purpose of some sort, given that there are wires attached to their nipples and clits, and pressed up against their temples for good measure as well.

"Do you like what I've done with your friends? Heh, I should thank you for bringing such fine… specimens to my doorstep. Soon, these two mutant bitches will serve me in my research most willingly. They just need a little… attitude adjustment first."