2 Gotta crawl before you can climb
Freya's POV
I walked into my first-period class with a blissful smile because I slammed Flash's face into a metal locker. Now that I'm in class, it's time to analyze the fight; I first noticed how weak I was compared to the regular Spider-Man. I'm not saying I'm weak, but I'm just saying that I'm at the strength Spider-Man has when some random gangsters can beat him up.
Freya: 'Hey...um, shit, I didn't give it a name; hey, system, how much weight can I lift'
{O-On average, you can lift around 1,000 pounds, but in crisis, you can lift 1 ton}*Says shyly*
Freya: I see; the system gives me all the information about the system and my abilities.
{Very W-Well, first, the system was created to assist you in getting stronger; the system will generate missions in accordance with your environment or emotions.
The system's creator is known as The Weaver, and it's a conceptual entity the size of many dimensions and timelines combined.
When you reach level 100, you will become a true Spider-Man with your strength awakened to its fullest potential.
You have a status window, but it doesn't view stat points or lame shit like that; it keeps track of the host's health status while also acting as a tracker.
Stats: Your stats are controlled and monitored by the system, not you; since this is the case, there is no point in viewing them for the host.
Shop: The shop allows the host to sell excess or useless items for money and allow the host to buy thing within reason so that you can buy a cookie, but not a baker that creates said gum
In terms of speed, you are faster than all top athletes
In reaction time, you can dodge bullets if you're on guard
In striking force, you can easily destroy a concrete wall
In terms of regeneration, you recover far quicker than your average person, and most light injuries will heal after a good night's sleep; for bones, instead of taking months, it'll take a few days to a few weeks, depending on the damage
Your body naturally releases a small amount of pheromones, making people trust and like you faster. However, if you are sexually aroused, you'll release powerful pheromones towards the people you're attracted to.
...}
After spending my entire class period listening to the system list its multiple uses. It was time for my second-period class, Mrs. Davidson's class. Fuck, I can already feel myself starting to get a boner. I walked to her class and hurriedly sat at my desk.
Freya: 'For fuck sake, I need a girlfriend. Is this why virgins are damn horny and perverted. Alright, stop letting your emotions control you and stop being horny.'
After getting my composure back, I started to focus on math equations that make rockets look like pre-k math problems. Surprisingly, it takes me less than 2 seconds to figure out that this equation has no real solution. What I mean is some of the equations were wrong from the start; for instance, the x was supposed to be placed at the beginning of the equation, not the end. Obviously, I called this out to Mrs. Davidson, who gave me a small smile for figuring it out. And just like that extra credit.
At lunch, I didn't really have any friends. MJ usually sat with her group of girls while I just sat in the corner, questioning puberty as a concept. After I got my lunch, I went to my usual area. I was going to when, on instinct, I caught MJ, who had slipped on some milk and caught her lunch tray. Every so slightly moving my hand, I caught her food and looked sexy while doing it.
MJ looked at me, baffled by what I just did, and I was a little confused, too. Why the fuck did I even help her, and why was it on instinct? When MJ was finally out of her shock, she fixed herself up with a quick thank you before trapping her food and going to her table. I let out a sigh as this scene feels oddly familiar, but I can't place my tongue on it.
I quickly looked at my food before leaving for a quieter place, which just happened to be Mrs. Davidson's room. Being the favorite student comes with certain perks, including being able to take a nap during her planning period. I would also sometimes help her with planning as I was just as skilled as her in most topics and could provide fresh insight on certain things.
I walked into her class, and she gave me a small smile before gesturing me over to her. I looked at her computer and saw the upcoming test, which I knew was far out of the league of most students in the class. I like it 57% percent of the time, and I edited the test to make it more efficient and effective for the class.
Obviously, me doing this is a big no, but what the admin doesn't know can't hurt them. On a different note, did I mention how abnormally close Mrs. Davidson was to me? I completely forgot about the whole pheromone thing when I started focusing again. Her being the only target for the pheromones is quite concentrated.
Freya: "Is everything alright?"
Mrs. Davidson: "Of course, sweetie, also call me Martha when we're alone. You've helped me so much that you even got me a raise."
Freya: "Okay then, you are very welcome Martha"
I didn't realize it, but as lunch was approaching its end, we drifted closer together, really close, as we brushed up against each other. It wasn't until the lunch bell rang we jumped a part with Mrs. Davidson having a decent-sized blush on her face.
As students began to pour into the class, I quickly trapped my things and left. As the day continued, I was getting looks from everyone, none malicious by any means. They were talking about how I beat up Flash and how strong I was to destroy the entire locker. It wasn't the worst kind of attention, but not the best. This is the more likely to have fake friends kind of attention.
When school finally ended, I decided to go to my sanctuary, an abandoned warehouse not too far from school or home. Also, on the way I went and got some cloth new clothes, which took me an hour. On my way to the warehouse, I reminisce on how old it is; it's been abandoned for the past few years since it's not located in a profitable area. I usually use the place to whine down or practice parkour skills. Now that I have power, it would be good to get used to them before I do anything stupid, like fight some gangsters in a dark alley or rob a bank.
After running for 16 minutes, usually 30 to 40 minutes, I made it to the warehouse.
Freya: "Alright, system, from what I know, certain Spider-Men have unique abilities or traits. Can you list mine?"
{Pheremones: You were bitten by a spider queen and inherited it's unique usage of
{Very well... Loading unique status window... Showing unique traits... Loading Complete}
{Pheromones: Your pheromones affect everyone around you slightly; for instance, it's easier for people and creatures to trust and like you and also for them to become loyal to you. Your body will release powerful pheromones for potential mates, drawing those mates to more easily fall in love with you. They will be drawn to you, and to them, you release an amazing sweet smell that puts them at ease.
Organic Webbing: You have inherited organic webbing that is released from your fingertips. This webbing is stronger than that of usual spider-men; I am not saying theirs isn't strong, but yours is stronger, stickier, and can go far farther than average. Your webbing will grow alongside you as you increase in strength.
Venom: Your once useless canines have become fangs releasing poison via intent. The poison can be lethal depending on intent or how much is in their bloodstream. Usually, what will happen is your venom is a very powerful paralytic.
Claws: A unique trait from Spider-Man 2099, your claws are the same as his easily able-to-cut steel like butter and can be used to climb walls like him if you desire.
Enhanced Senses: Another unique trait from Spider-Man 2099 is that all your senses, including your spider sense, are enhanced. You do not have the same draw with your eyes being too sensitive and have been replaced with night vision.
You will eventually gather more Unique traits as your level progresses.}
I feel like I'm a mixture between Spider-Man 2099 and Silk. It's so strange, but it feels so natural. I look around the warehouse and jump onto a wall. I don't need my claws to stick to the wall but sit there for a second as the actual shock of being a part of the spider family hits me. While still on the wall, I slowly stand up as thoughts flash through my mind, more so the science behind these abilities. I do a backflip off the wall and perfect on a steel beam.
Spider-Man is known to be extremely agile, but it feels weird experiencing it for me. I sit down on the steel beam and try to shoot webbing from my fingers. I do a bunch of hand movements, but nothing works.
Freya: 'Is this some kind of joke or something?'
{No, don't force it, just let your instincts take control}
Hmm, instincts were something I didn't think about. I take a deep breath and just let the process happen. Then I feel it; it starts from the middle of my forearm, where the properties of the webs are created. As the process continues down my arm, I feel it reinforcing itself over and over again, twisting and binding into a long, big thread. When it gets to my wrist, it splits off into passageways leading to my fingers as suddenly a fountain of webs spray from my fingertips.
I start panicking as the webs keep going, seemingly never-ending; after around 25 minutes of just letting webs fall from my fingertips, a mountain of webs almost reaching the warehouse's ceiling lies in front of me.
Freya: "System, what the fuck just happened?"
{Oh, that was just your body getting used to the process since it's your first time. It should be a lot easier no, though.}
I no longer feel the process of my webs being created; now, they just shoot out when I want them to.
Freya: "What is the decay speed of my webs?"
{7 to 8 hours...}
Freya: "..."
{Don't worry, as your devoted assistant, I'll keep it under management like all the small things in your body. I'll change the decay rate depending on the situation. }
I let out a small sigh of relief as I began to practice with my webbing, shooting them, hanging from them, testing how much they could lift, swing from them inside the warehouse, etc. This took me 2 hours, and It was finally time to head home. I climbed the side of the warehouse to the roof and began running and jumping from rooftop to rooftop.
I've never felt so free as I jump 16 feet into the air. Along with my parkour skills, it took me 15 minutes to get home. This little trip home also gave me a chance to test my claws, as while running, I elongated them and retracted them back to normal. When I walked in, May was putting dinner on the table.
May Parker: "Oh, I'm surprised you're here, so I didn't fix your plate; hold on, honey."
Freya: "It's fine, May; I'm tired; I'll eat the leftovers in the middle of the night."
May: "Okay, sweetie, good night." *with a small chuckle*
Inside my room, I lay on the bed and had an extensive conversation while telling the system to change its personality to a regular yandere [easier for me to write that way]. Morning came, and I approached with a quest, a very interesting one at that.
{Quest - Milf Hunter - has been generated
Main Objective: Kiss Aunt-may and Mrs. Davidson on the lips
Bonus: kiss them passionately
Rewards: Lack of Shame and Embarrassment, 200$, flirtatious trait, and domination trait
Bonus Rewards: 600$, Pheromone Enhancement, Expert's touch trait
Failure: Maidenless trait, and loss of 150$}
I looked at the quest with drowsy eyes, and one thought radiated in my mind.
Freya: 'Why though...'
I let out a sigh before going to the bathroom with my morning erection; I take a cold shower and make sure every nook and cranny is completely clean. After that, I brush my teeth and put on some clothes that may or may not make me look emo. I went downstairs to find only Aunt May there washing dishes.
The fit ->
Freya: Auntie, where Uncle ben
May: Oh, he left early to do something I forgot; he'll be back before you get home from school.
This was the perfect opportunity as I hugged May from behind. I could tell she was fine with it with how she eased into my embrace. We were there for a good minute as neither of us made any attempt to move away. I could tell my pheromones were affecting her as her blush kept growing. I suddenly felt an urge when I looked at her youthful face. I turned May around, who was a bit startled by the sudden movement, but I slammed my lips on hers.
I may have resisted at first, but that resistance slowly faded with our new skin-to-skin contact. Slowly she wrapped her arms around my necked as the kiss grew more passionate. I lifted May onto the counter, and our make session kept growing more passionate by the second. Then I heard the bus approaching Hour Street and broke the kiss as a long trail of saliva was left behind as I looked deeply into May's eyes.
Her face was red, and she was breathing heavily. I quickly let go and grabbed my bag, and zoomed out of the front door, leaving May to contemplate what the fuck just happened. I was once again met with MJ as I wiped the traces of saliva off my lips. I sighed as I felt a weight lifted off of my shoulder.
Me and I were once again speaking to each other as even with the kiss from May, my pheromones were still just as active.
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May's POV
What just happened? I questioned as I gently placed my hand over my heart. It's been so long since I've been kissed like that, but it's wrong; she's my niece. Though it may be wrong, it felt so right, as though I've long been for something. I'll talk to her when she gets back.
I hop off the couter with wobbly legs as I see a wet spot on the counter.
May: 'I need to change my panties...'
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Freya's POV
The day progressed casually with the obvious difference and the fact that Flash was absent. It was lunchtime, and I was heading to Mrs. Davison's room. When I finally stood outside her door, I took a deep breath before walking in. When Martha finally noticed me, her mood visibly brightened. I saw it on her desk while she did something on her computer. We began to chat about things and what.
Freya: You've been working so hard, about I give you a back massage.
Martha: Oh, thank you very much
I got off her desk, got behind her chair, and started with her shoulder. With my very agile hands, as well as my medical knowledge, I was able to massage her in all the right places. I told her to stand and face the wall as I began to massage her upper and lower back. Hearing satisfying pops from her back, I leaned close to her and gently rubbed her back. My hands gently caressed her hip and then her stomach as she leaned into it. My Pheromones were clearly doing their job.
I slowly turned her around as I stared into my sexy milf teacher's eyes and kissed her. Martha provided no resistance as I slid my tongue into her mouth as she moaned into the kiss.
{Quest - Milf Hunter - has been completed
Rewards will take effect immediately,800$ dollars have been sent to your inventory, and Pheromones have been Enahanced}
{Domination trait - You are naturally dominant and do not like losing. with this trait, you will be more naturally dominant, and people will more easily become submissive
Flirtatious Trait - You are more naturally flirtatious; it is more effective when you flirt.
Expert's Hands - You are a master with your hands; even surgeons will be jealous of you. You'll be 10 times more efficient and effective when doing any related activity, even fighting.
Pheromone Enhancement - You can now control the intensity of your pheromones, and you yourself are completely immune to pheromones; the potency of your pheromones has also increased}
I completely ignore the system notification as I continue to make out with Martha. She moans even more into the kiss as my hands caress her body. My hands eventually reach her breasts, making her moan in pleasure as she suddenly orgasms. I break the kiss and watch as her legs buckle as she falls to the ground. I grip my head as I am suddenly hit with a headache, which vanishes quickly. Deciding that I'm done here, I grab my stuff and leave Martha in ecstasy as she slowly comes down from her orgasm.
A/N: That's all for this chapter. Thanks for reading; see losers, giggity giggity goo, 3000 word long btw
