field trip to si

New story

Hi everyone, I'm currently working on a new story but it will take longer than the last one to come out as school has just started again. I thought I would give you all snippet to see how much you like it. I currently have around two chapters written. The story doesn't have a title yet, it is a trans Peter Parker story that has a lot of abuse mentions. Hope you all enjoy it.

'Why me'

'Why always me' peter thought as he silently cried. May had been kicking him in the ribs for the past half hour. Normally this wouldnt be a problem with how weak she was doing it as normally his speed healing would stop him from feeling the pain. But he wasnt crying out of physical pain.

"Penny you have caused me so much penny you dusgusting girl dressing up as a boy all the time saying something you arent, PATHETIC thats what you are a PATHETIC LITTLE GIRL" may shouts as she increases the force, making peter regret not taking his binder off earlier.

"Your not worth my time" may spits as she walks away from the broken boy. Peter pulls his stiff body up wincing at the pain in his side. He sat in shock as a beer bottle gets frown at his head hitting him just under his eye.

'Thats it i cant deal with this anymore' peter thinks as he stands up running to his room. He heads straight to his desk picking up the once discarded spider man suit. He pulled off his clothes assessing the damage may had done to his ribs. They were painted a black and blue with the skin undeneath his binder being a puffy red where it had swelled. He pulled his suit on wincing as he moved his arm. His head pounded as he tried to open his closet door. The floor of the old closet lined with blankets as he had spent most of his childhood years in there. Taking a deep breath peter let go of the wall he was holding onto and instead leaned forward grabbing the tattered backpack that had all his clothes in, wich never had been alot. The bag was only a quarter full as peter grabs his books, that tony had bought him as a gift last year, shoving them in before pulling it onto his back causing another pained whine. The floor creaks as peter steps forward trying to sneak to his window. His bedroom was old and the floors dirty, he didnt have a bedframe in his room instead he just had a old stained mattresses of mays that he got after working non stop all summer 2 years ago but before that he was only allowed in the cupboard. He sudderds as he looks at the metal poel which was attached to the wall next to the bed, there was two sets of chains hanging off the pole, one for his ankles and one for his wrists. It had took him atleats two moths too learn how to pick the locks when may first introduced the handcuffs. Peter takes another step trying to avoid the broken floor boards that creaked. There was one floor board a different colour to the rest and a corner of it is missing, peter crouches down and carefully lifts the floor board to reveal his other binder and formula for his webs. He could hear someone approaching so he quickly grabbed the things from inside including his contacts and glasses before throwing them into his bag. With just a couple of steps between him and freedom peter turns and looks back at his door when he sees the hoodie he had stolen from tony hanging on the door making him turn around and grab it. With fimble hands he pulls off the bag and pulls on the hoodie.