When he opened his eyes, he found himself inside a large room, lying on a warm bed, completely naked. This made him feel uneasy. "What is happening?"
Suddenly, he felt something move beside him. He looked to his side and found himself face to face with a mass of black hair. The person next to him spoke, "Honey, close the window, I'm still tired from last night."
Peter was in shock. "Huh?"
He slowly lifted his hands from the sheets, feeling incredibly anxious as he had no idea how he ended up in this situation.
As he cautiously uncovered the sheets, he revealed the chocolate-toned body and sculpted face of one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen.
He was hypnotized by the sight of the large, naked breasts rising and falling with the woman's breath. She opened her eyes, revealing coal-black irises.
Peter panicked when he saw those eyes staring at him with nothing but confusion.
He jumped so violently that he hit the ceiling of the room and landed on the floor, quickly gathering himself and stepping back. He stared at the woman, "Who are you, and why are you naked?"
The woman looked at him with even more confusion. "What? Peter are you okay?"
Peter stepped back again until he felt the cool breeze of air hit his body.
He looked down and realized he too was as naked as the day he was born. This only increased his anxiety, and he hurriedly covered his private parts with his hands, glancing back at the woman, who was now furrowing her eyebrows in complete bewilderment.
He never expected to find himself in this situation. He had always imagined waking up on some rooftop, in an alley somewhere in the world, or even in the desert or the sea, but to find himself in bed with an attractive woman was something he had never imagined.
What was even stranger was that she knew his name, which should have been impossible since he wasn't from this reality.
Suddenly, a flood of memories hit him like a brick wall, forcing him to clutch his head, momentarily forgetting to cover himself.
Suddenly, everything began to make sense. He thought to himself, "Oh my God, reality has been rewritten from the beginning, as if I was born in this world... and even my powers... Wait a minute,I am loved here"
The woman tilted her head and raised an eyebrow as she observed him. She had watched him transition from confusion to shock, to panic and fear, and now, surprise was etched on his face as he stared off into space.
The naked woman got out of bed and stood in front of Peter, who was still lost in thought. She looked him up and down, admiring his physique, perhaps because she hadn't had the time to fully appreciate it the night before when they were both in the heat of passion.
Her well-trained eyes noticed that his muscles seemed even more defined, giving him the appearance of being sculpted from marble, and even his height had increased, both his own and that of his "friend." This only puzzled her more. 'Does sex make him stronger, or what?'
She reached out her hand slowly to touch his body, although she had already enjoyed the feel of it the night before, but now he seemed even more perfect in her eyes than he did then.
As soon as her hand touched his bare chest, Peter snapped out of his trance, finding himself staring at the breathtaking beauty in front of him, only to be struck by the events of the previous night like a thunderbolt.
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**Flashback**
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Peter Parker, known as Spider-Man, was afraid.
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