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Spider-boi: Okay, Let’s Cum One More Time

... only Spider-boi. I was attacked by a sexy spider, gained spider-”

“What's that? How is a spider sexy?” The white hood with pink-webbing interior shadowed Gwen’s white face mask with pink highlighted eyes, “Trust me and don’t search it online. It jumps between sexy and creepy too fast. The important thing is; the spider bit me and I have superpowers.”

The slim figure in her white with pink highlights costume, all black from her small breasts down swings between buildings.

*thicc, thicc,*

a webline jets out of her white-pink wrist and sticks to a distant skyscraper.

“Now, I fight crime, web-up criminals, rescue people, have a normal life, and try not to get in the way of the other 20ish spider-people doing the same thing. I hear other dimensions only have a couple of spiders each and that normal life, it never seems to happen.”

“And today, today I forgot my compression shorts. Now if my best friend Petey Porkens gets to close with his zoom lens he and the world will know I have a large dick and balls. Right now they think of me as a female trouble-making hooded webhead and that's the way I like it. Don’t get me wrong, I like my dick. I was born with it. But I like being a woman. Actually, I really like my dick, after the bite it is four times the size and feels amazing. No wait, it feels spectacular.”

“I gotta say, I’m liking the cool breeze on my ball as I fly through the air.” Spider-boi lands on a window in a deep squat, her large ass jiggling inches ...

... away from the glass. Two officer workers drop their documents as she lunges out of the squat. Spider-boi dives into a saute. Toes pointed sharply down, arms bowing, hands hovering over her crotch.

*thicc, thicc,*

she shoots a webline out and begins a long deep swing through the air.

“What? Oh, you want to know about why I’m called Spider-boi? That’s frustrating but kinda funny. It was a shadow on one of Petey’s photos that made the paper and socials.” She said.

Coming alongside a black glass skyscraper, Spider-boi checks out her slim body and large hips as she swings past. The people inside think she is giving them the thumbs up.

“Don’t worry, I changed my costume so it won't happen again. Now there are podcasts and videos debating whether I’m a guy or a girl. I posted about it once and told the world I’m a woman. It went viral, but the name had already stuck. Sorry about the pun, it was that or a quip and I try to save the best quips for villains.”

Voooopop! Voooopop! Voooopop!

One of my powers is the ability to sense damage. Unlike the other spider-persons, the tingling is in my balls not my head.

*thicc, thicc.*

Spider-boi swings in the direction her balls tell her to head too.

Releasing the webline, Spider-boi’s body arched through the air. Her figure in the shape of a slightly bent ‘Y.’ She lands gracefully. The toes of her blue near mint colored ballet slippers touch first on the top edge of the parapet wall. Her knees and legs bent and spread ...