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Whatever age makes it legal to view pornographic material in your
country and/or state is how old you must be to read this story. I will not
be held responsible for anyone younger reading this story.
If you are over that age, but are offended by descriptions of sex, I
ask that you also read no further, as this story will offend you. If you
choose to read so anyway and do not like what you see, do not complain to me,
you had adequate warning.
This is a sequel to my X-Men story - Something Sinister This Way
Comes - that story and many others of mine can be acquired by e-mailing me
at - dimitri@ihug.co.nz - compliments and criticisms can also be sent to the
same e-mail.
You should note that the story takes place in comic format (i.e,
through continuation into different comics) this is because I consider this
story an Alternate to the Onslaught Crossover in Marvel Comics last year,
therefore each story takes place over last years Onslaught Issues.
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Generation X 19 - Manipulations. (Continued)
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Suddenly, unexpectedly, her hips seemed to explode upwards, her every
muscle in her body seemed to clamp up tight. Banshee groaned in shock as her
cunt tightened around his thick dick and Magneto let out a gasp of shock as
her asshole tightened around his finger.
"That was an unexpected orgasm, wasn't it," the stranger said with a
laugh,"I know what you're thinking, with the neural disrupter in place you
shouldn't be able to orgasm," he gave a little chuckle,"But then, what neural
disrupter?"
Emma realized with a start that the heaviness against her neck was
gone, and she had no idea how long it had been, she then realized what had
been happening all along. If a neural disrupter had been in place, how would
she have been able to feel pain at Magneto's finger sliding into her asshole,
or Banshee's cock pumping in and out of her pussy - there had never been a
neural disrupter.
"So why don't you get up then?" laughed the stranger,"Stop them."
But the White Queen was helpless still, her orgasm had stripped the
last ounce of resistance from her, and when she felt a second finger slide
into her asshole she simply accepted it.
Suddenly Banshee reached up and grabbed her asscheeks, he squeezed
them with frightening strength as his entire body stiffened, his cock was
rock hard inside her, buried to the hilt, suddenly he began pumping into her
at an incredible pace, her body bounced and jerked against him.
"OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH SSSSSSWWWWWWWWEEEEEEETTTTTTTTTTT
MMMMMEEEEEERRRRRCCC CCCCIIIIIFUUUUUUULLLLLLLLLLL
CCCCCCCCCRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed and suddenly
he exploded into her, his hips collapsed beneath her, still pumping slowly as
his cum finished shooting into her unprotected cunt.
He pulled loose and rolled away, panting heavily for breath, a couple
of drops of cum dripped of his cockhead.
"Excellent," said Magneto quietly,"Now, the fun begins."
"GGLLMM!!" screamed The White Queen.
Her body pumped forward and back as Shaw pumped into her face, then
Magneto pumped back into her ass. They had a see-saw motion going, her body
was rocking back and forth, her large tits swinging back and forth.
The Master of Magnetism's long cock had quickly burrowed into her
anus, Emma had tried to slip free, but Shaw had hold of her face and Magneto
her hips.
Shaw laughed at Emma's moaning as he pushed his cock in and out of
her sore mouth, face fucking her mercilessly.
"You have a nice warm mouth Emma, maybe I'll make you the cum
drinker at the HellFire Club's parties?" he laughed evilly at the thought of
humiliating the imperial woman in front of her peers.
Her legs flailed about wildly, her body twisting this way and that in
terror, trying desperately to expel the cock in her mouth and the one in her
ass.
It was the ass-fucking that was really getting to her, she had fucked
her asshole with anal probes before during masturbation, but she had never
had anything this big inside her rectum before. The helplessness of her
situation was actually turning her on, here she was being dominated and
treated like fuck-meat, wild sexual sensations rocked through her body, she
felt yet another orgasm approaching.
- This isn't right - she screamed in her mind - I shouldn't be
feeling this way! -
- That's the Paradox - laughed the stranger's voice in her mind - You
shouldn't but you do, you don't enjoy this but you do, you're a sadist but
you enjoy masochistic activities, ain't it grand! -
Shaw gripped her face hard between his hands and began rolling his
hips backwards and forwards, pumping harder and faster into her mouth.
"Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes!" rolled Shaw's
monotonous litany as he approached orgasm. His body seemed to seize up,
shaking slightly as he pumped in and out of her, to Emma's horror she joined
him in her sensations, beginning to shake and quiver as erotic ecstasy
overtook her body.
"AAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!" screamed Shaw.
"MMMMMNNNNOOOOOMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYEEEEESSSSSS!!!!" moaned Emma.
And then she felt cum shooting against the back of her throat,
rolling down her oesophagus. And at the same time her cunt muscles began
clamping up and down on nothing, juice rolled from her flesh, sweat rolled
down her body and her asshole clamped down on Magneto's cock.
Shaw pulled his deflating member out of her battered mouth, his hands
slid of her face and he collapsed to the ground.
Magneto growled as he too began pumping faster, his hands gripping
her hips as he slid in and out of her tight asshole.
Slap, slap, slap!
She grimaced at the sound of his pelvis slapping against her ass, the
pain from his cock pummelling into her bowels was excruciating, and the
pleasure she derived from it humiliating.
"OH YES!" roared Magneto, his hands clamping down on her ass, leaving
marks in her asscheeks as his cock plunged to the depths of her asshole as he
shot deep into her, his cum sinking into her body
Then he too was out of her and she lay on the ground, crying silently
as cum dripped from her mouth, cunt and asshole.
She looked up to see what was going to happen next.....
......and saw the door close slightly, she stumbled out of her bed,
rushed to the door and pulled it open, slipping her head around the corner
she saw M and Synch walking down the hallway.
"What are you kids doing up," she barked at them.
M turned and looked at the White Queen, a little grin on her face.
She was wearing nothing but panties and a little t-shirt, she shouldn't be
walking around like that, it was scandalous!
"Synch was sleepwalking," she said,"I'm taking him back to his
bedroom."
"You shouldn't be out dressed like that," she said.
"Step back from the door," said M, the same little grin of
superiority on her face,"You're hardly in a position to talk."
Emma looked down and saw that she had stepped out a bit too far, one
of her large breasts was evident.
"Shit," she growled and stepped back, closing the door behind her.
- What just happened - she thought to herself - Some kind of dream or
something? I can't remember! - she sat down and winced slightly, leaping back
up she looked over her shoulder, jutting out her ass she looked in shock at
the five slight bruises on each pale white asscheek, placed about where large
fingers would place.
"This makes no sense," she whispered to herself,"If anybody had done
that to me I would have woken up!"
- It's a paradox all right! - laughed a voice silently in her head.
And the White Queen found she was no longer so tired.
Penance sniffed the air in terror, leaping down off the roof, she
rushed to the biosphere, pushing through the door and leaping across the
grass.
"Penance!" laughed Leech, running forward with a laugh when he saw
the mute mutant rushing towards him.
He and Artie - who was also mute and could only communicate through
mental images - had been unable to sleep after the girl Blink had appeared,
so they had gone to play in their treehouse in the biosphere.
Penance leaped past Artie with an agile sidestep and rushed to Artie,
she didn't grab him, her razor-sharp talons and fur would cut him to pieces,
but she beckoned wildly for him to follow.
"Penance want us to follow?" asked Leech, she nodded eagerly and
leaped towards the door, then turned her head to make sure they were
following.
Synch spread out his aura, focusing on Penance, Artie and The White
Queen.
The mutant children had desperately tried to get her attention, and
finally she had figured out that they wanted to get a reading on what Penance
wanted to say.
"Be careful lad," said Banshee,"This will nae be easy."
Synch nodded, he was trying to synch his aura with the White Queen
and Artie, then used their combined psionic powers to get a mental image of
what was scaring Penance.
The other Gen X kids watched in silence - yes even Jubilee! - as
Synch struggled to accomplish what should be impossible. And yet slowly an
image formed, and as it did, Blink screamed.
"What is it Girl!" yelled Banshee.
"That image!" screamed Blink in mixed terror and anger,"I know him!"
"Who is it!"
The wall suddenly exploded, rubble threatened to bury them all, but
an instantaneous reaction from Chamber, his tremendous psionic powers burning
away much of the rubble. A figure stepped through the rubble, he stood close
to eight and a half feet tall, dressed in translucent orange armor, the
figure within seemed to be a burning skeleton.
"HOLOCAUST!" screamed Blink.
Holocaust was yet another survivor from the Age of Apocalypse, the so
called 'Son Of Apocalypse' and a Prelate in that mad world he had done much
to bring Blink's hatred upon him.
She leaped towards him, her dimensional blades slipping free from her
hands and cutting into his armor.
"We meet again," laughed Holocaust,"This time I will kill you!"
Banshee leaped to his feet, his sonic scream blasting Holocaust
backwards, but the giant mutant simply laughed.
"Cassidy? So on this world you are still a weak willed X-Man?"
- Weak willed eh? - growled Chamber, a giant psionic blast charging
from his body, knocking Holocaust onto his back.
Holocaust leaped straight back onto his feet, and onto a hole in the
floor, created by Blink. He fell through it, another hole appeared directly
above it, mere millimeters above the first and suddenly Holocaust dropped
from that hole back into the first, again and again and again and again and
again.
"Clever," muttered Banshee,"You learnt a lot in that other universe
didn't you Blink?"
"Alot of things I should never have had to learn," she replied,"I
can't keep those holes going forever, we have to figure out a way to kill
him."
"We cannae just kill him," yelled Banshee,"That makes us no better
than him."
"NO BETTER THAN HIM!?!" she roared at Banshee,"Do you have any idea
just how many people he has killed?"
"It doesn't matter...."
"Perhaps a lethal psi-bolt?" interrupted The White Queen.
"His armor is strongly psi-protected," said Blink,"I only once saw
him hurt by a psi, a young guy who actually took on Apocalypse himself." (*)
"I could synch with his powers," suggested Synch,"Whatever they are?"
"He devours mutants lifeforce," replied Blink curtly,"No, what we
have to do is destroy him, Emma, if I can cut a chink in his armor, can you
hit him with a psi-bolt straight away?"
"I cannae allow it!" yelled Banshee, suddenly he collapsed to the
ground, Emma smiled slightly.
"He's a little sleepy, he won't bother us again."
"Ready then?" asked Blink,"If you other kids can hit him hard after I
break the armor, keep him distracted long enough so Emma can get him?"
"Kids?" asked Jubilee, the others just nodded.
"Now!" yelled Blink.
The first hole disappeared, Holocaust landed on his feet, he raised
his plasma cannon and fired, missing Blink as she flipped over him, his
daggers cutting away at the armor above his head. Chamber fired a psiblast,
rocking him on his feet, Jubilee created pyrotechnics in front of him,
distracting him and blinding him. Skin, M, Synch and Husk watched
helplessly, their powers too physical to do anything to help.
Emma prepared to launch a psi-bolt, and behind Holocaust, Blink began
to create a new hole, hoping to knock him into it if Emma failed. As she did
so, Gateway appeared behind her, he threw his whirligig threw the hole, it
whirled inside, creating a portal within a portal.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" screamed Blink, but by now the hole was
enlarging, swallowing them all inside and pulling them in.
Within a few seconds, Holocaust and all the Gen X kids had
disappeared, Gateway smiled as his whirligig appeared in the air, dropping
into his outstretched hand.
Whirling a new portal, he fixed the wall, then disappeared, waiting
silently for Logan to arrive.
(*) Nate Grey, The X-Man, dealt out a can of whup ass to Apocalypse
and Holocaust in X-Men : Omega - part of the Age Of Apocalypse story arc
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Amazing SpiderMan 415 - Sibling Rivalry
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( Note : This story takes place before Magnus smashed the X-Men)
Peter Parker - who was at one time the Amazing Spiderman - was
arguing with the new reporter - Mary Shelby.
"Just what were you thinking with that Namor stuff?" he asked her as
they made their way back from Four Freedom's Plaza.
"Come on Parker," she laughed,"It's what the customer wants, scandals
are great for sales."
"The Daily Bugle isn't some rag, it's the best paper in New York,
maybe the world and...."
"Spare me the sermon Parker," she giggled,"We could be talking
about....more interesting things."
Mary was in her late twenties, Parker was only a a little younger
than her and she found him attractive. Sure he wore a wedding ring, but she
hardly thought that that mattered, after all, she was hot.
Mary was 5'9, brunette with shapely hips, fairly large breasts and a
great ass - how could anyone pass up this package?
But either Parker was stupid or gay, because he didn't seem to notice
any of her come ons.
They were soon back at the Bugle, and he made his way straight to the
darkrooms to process his negatives.
"What's with Parker?" she asked Betty Brant,"He hasn't responded to
even one of my come ons."
Brant laughed,"Mary darling, have you seen Parker's wife?"
She grabbed a magazine and leafed through it.
"Let's see, Mary Jane Watson Parker, part time model, soap star,
college student and red head," she flipped to the center page and showed a
picture of Mary Jane dressed in a tight fitting green halter top and
minuscule jeans.
Mary tried to keep her tongue in her mouth and the drool in her
mouth.
"That's not a woman, that's a freaking goddess!" she gasped.
"Still think there's a woman alive who could attract a man like Peter
Parker away from her?" laughed Betty.
"Forget it!"
They were both wrong.
The one woman who could was at that moment swinging through the city,
playing a game of cat and mouse with the new (or old, depending on your
perspective) Spiderman - Ben Reilly (*)
"GIVE IT UP!" he yelled at her, swinging towards her, quick as
lightning she swung to the side, disappearing behind a building. He swung
around after her and she was gone.
"That was too easy!" laughed the Black Cat, moving gracefully down
the stairs, she stepped through into her secret lair and was immediately
snagged by webbing.
"Step into my parlor said the handsome, charismatic spider to the
lying, manipulative cat!" said Ben Reilly, staring at her angrily.
"Oh! Spidey," she laughed uneasily as she tried to pull free from the
webbing,"Um, what's up?"
He grabbed the silken black bag at her feet up and tipped the
contents onto the floor - diamonds, necklaces, jewels and rings.
"Oh, that!" she laughed,"Well, you know, it's like I um, I was
stealing them back, because they were stolen from me and......."
"Spare me, I thought you had given up burglary?"
She growled at him.
"Come on Ben! It's not cut and dry, listen I can't tell you
anything..because.........well I can't even outline........oh shit!"
Spiderman stared at her for a few seconds, then snapped the webbing.
"I'm not letting you loose from that webbing until you tell me!"
She smiled slightly at him, then motioned for him to follow her up
the stairs, he followed the white haired beauty up, when they reached the top
of the building she leaped of, her grappling hook flying out and hitting the
next building, soon she was swinging across the city, followed closely by
Spiderman.
"Hey Boss," said Jimmy,"The boys wanna know when we can have some fun
wit dat broad?"
Jeremy 'Snakes' Olivetti grinned slightly,"Not till the Cat leaves
the merchandize, then you can......."
The skylight above them smashed, two figures - one a lithe, buxom
female figure, the other a taut, agile male - landed on the ground and
surveyed the situation - Three Thugs, One Bossman, One Damsel In Distress.
"SPIDERMAN!" roared several thugs in unison.
"Thanks, you'd be surprised how often I forget my own name!" Ben
quipped, then shot web balls at the thug Jimmy, knocking him out.
"Impact webbing," said Black Cat,"Anyone else want to mess with my
boyfriend?"
- Boyfriend? - Thought Ben to himself, then the thugs were drawing
weapons.
"Tsk, tsk, Friends don't let Friends shoot guns," cried Spiderman,
leaping over flying bullets and kicking two thugs into unconsciousness.
"Kill the hostage," roared Jeremy, two rushed to comply, but the
Black Cat was there, one arm cocked on her hips, grinning crookedly at them.
"Where do mob bosses get you guys? Thugs'R'Us?"
Before they could respond her long legs were moving in different
direction, she performed a spilt a ballerina would envy and punched them both
in the groin.
Now Jimmy stood alone, a gun shakily pointing at Spiderman.
"You're in for it now!" he quivered at the quick-witted hero,"I GOTTA
GUN!"
Spiderman turned and looked at Black Cat over his shoulder.
"Hear that? We better go, he's got a gun!"
She nodded grimly and leant down over the hostage.
"Sorry Lindsay, we gotta leave you here, he's gotta gun!"
Lindsay was laughing hysterically behind her gag.
"HEY! CUT IT OUT!" yelled Jimmy, staring at her angrily, when he
turned his head back, Spiderman had disappeared.
"Where....?" a finger tapped him on the shoulder, he jerked around
and Spiderman flicked him in the face, knocking him to his knees, he then
collapsed.
"Spidey, this is Lindsay McCabe, she just got here from San Francisco
and was coming to visit me, these idiots," she kicked an unconscious
thug,"Kidnapped her and threatened to kill her if I didn't do what they
said."
She suddenly grabbed the fur edges of her costume around the neck,
stretched it and pulled it down, revealing her large, milky white breasts.
"CAT!" he cried out in shock, she looked up at him in confusion, then
laughed.
"What? You've seen them before, you've done some pretty gross things
to them before if I remember right! Or was that Peter? It's just so
confusing!" she kept holding the uniform down, he noticed a little
microphone,"They were using this to make sure I didn't reveal my plans to
anyone."
She pulled the uniform back up, then helped Ben untie Lindsay.
"I can't believe I agreed to this," muttered Peter, lifting the
wineglass to his lips and sipping the cool liquid.
"We just have to grin and bear it darling," replied Mary Jane,
forcing a laugh and standing to greet Ben and Felicity as they approached the
dinner table.
"Peter!" gasped Felicity,"How long has it been?"
- Not long enough - thought Mary Jane, smiling sweetly, inwardly
fuming.
Felicity - who Ben, Mary and Peter all knew to be the Black Cat - was
dressed in a tiny black dress - smaller even then the one that Mary Jane
wore, and a lot more expensive - it didn't just cling to her body, but hugged
it ferociously. She was revealing a great deal of cleavage, a sudden memory
came to Peter of the time she had wanked him with those tits and he grabbed
another, larger, sip of wine.
Ben pulled out Felicity's seat and she sat down with a smile at Mary
Jane, Ben sat down next to her and said exactly the wrong thing.
"So little brother, save anybody's life today?"
Ben referred to Peter as his little brother, based on the fact that
since Peter was the clone (*), he was only five years old, even if he was an
exact duplicate of Ben.
"No," replied Peter, fighting to keep his voice even,"I saw a old
lady get her purse stolen, I was about to jump the punk when my powers seemed
to fade again, luckily a cop stopped the guy."
"So, Felicity," started Mary Jane, sensing her husbands emotional
state of mind,"Are you and Ben planning on a relationship?"
Rather than answer directly, Felicity lifted her leather bag, it was
almost an exact double of Mary Janes, except it was a real Gucci, whereas
Mary Jane's was an imitation.
"Do you like my purse?" she asked,"I so prefer the original to cheap
imitations, don't you?"
Mary Jane gave a little laugh, she answered.
"I don't know, I find people who need to buy expensive labels to be
ostentatious, don't you?" she smiled sweetly, but her voice was so chilly
that Felicity should have shivered.
The Black Cat flashed a dangerous glare that would have killed a
dragon, then recovered and gave a little laugh,"Oh, is that the pitiful call
of the false breasted strumpet?"
"Hmmm? That was subtle," said Ben shakily, Peter gulped down his wine
and poured another one.
"Um darling," he said,"Perhaps we should order?"
He beckoned the waiter over.
"Buy anything you like dear," Felicity said to Mary Jane,"I know
you're not used to treating yourself, but it's my shout."
Mary Jane smiled as Peter gulped down his second wine and grabbed the
bottle to refill, he looked miserable, Ben seemed to mirror his expression.
"I wouldn't want to make a pig of myself Felicity dear, I hate
indulging myself in front of someone on a diet."
"I'm not on a diet," replied Felicity in confusion.
"Oh?" said Mary Jane, her one word speaking volumes.
By the time the main course arrived, Peter was half smashed, Ben was
still picking at his entree and Mary Jane and Felicity were chewing their
food, little smiles on their mouths, eyes locked together - Peter kept
looking to see if they had radioactive eyebeams struggling for domination or
something.
By the end of the evening Peter was feeling a little cocky, he found
himself comparing Mary Jane's body to Felicity's.
"I'se don't know.....don't knowaboutyouBen, But Mary Jane is one hot
piece of ass!"
Mary Jane's mouth opened in shock, Felicity turned and stared at Ben,
who had inadvertently glanced at Mary Jane.
"Uhhh, Peter, maybe we should call it a night?"
Peter grabbed Mary Jane's hand.
"Come on MJ, let's go home!"
He pulled Mary Jane up and began stumbling towards the door, the
waiter peered down his nose at him.
Peter suddenly turned around and stared at Felicity.
"Mary Jane, I got a hankering for some bacon, a little pork if you
know what I mean?" he cackled hilariously and pulled Mary Jane out with him.
"Well I never!" gasped Felicity, then turned to glare at Ben,"Why
didn't you stick up for me!"
"ME? What? Hey hang on a second!"
Let us close the curtain on these two young wouldbe lovers for a
moment.
Mary Jane walked with her arm through Peter's, but only to support
him.
"Peter Parker how could you!" she yelled, furious with him,"Poor
Felicity must be in tears!"
"Me? Whatsabout you? You were baiting her all night....."
"That was different, we were just testing each other, seeing what our
limits were....."
"She said you had implants!"
"When?"
"Fake-Breasted strumpet, she said," he growled a little,"You're a
real breasted strumpet!"
Mary Jane's face went red, then redder, then redder still, and then
she began to laugh.
"Oh Peter, oh I'm sorry, but you can't handle your liquor can you?"
Peter began to laugh too.
"Did you see her face when you practically called her a pig!?!"
laughed Mary Jane,"Oh it was cruel though, she has a beautiful body."
Peter smiled.
"I didn't notice MJ, once you've drunk champagne, you don't even
consider grapejuice."
Mary smiled at him, then pulled him forward and kissed him, lightly
at first, then with more passion. Their lips parted, tongues sliding over
each other, exploring their mouths. Peter's hands ran down her back, cupping
her asscheeks below her little black dress.
"Peter," she started,"Shouldn't we get home?"
He grinned at her, then lifted her into the air, carrying her forward
and laying her down on the bonnet of a car.
"Peter! We'll be arrested!"
"Don't worry, my spider-sense will warn me if anyone is coming."
Before the beautiful red-head could ask what if his powers cut out
again, he was sliding her dress up around her hips, grabbing her white
panties in his hand, he slid them down her legs.
She gave a gasp of shock as he buried his face into her muff, his
mouth swallowed her clitoris and he began suckling on her love button, his
chin pushing hard against her shaven slit.
"Ooohhhh! Shit!" she gasped as she felt pleasure welling up within
her, she looked down at Peter's face, his eyes were staring up at her, the
sparkle of joy and laughter she loved so much was there. He was devouring
her clit like a madman, sucking on it like a calf on a teat.
Several flights up, J. Jonah Jameson lay awake in bed, listening for
the noise he was sure he had heard.
"Did you hear that?" he asked his wife.
"SNORT! GGGRRRGGFFFHHH," she replied.
He frowned and slid out of bed, wrapping a robe around his white
singlet and boxershorts, mercifully covering his gut.
He strode to the window and looked down, it was hard to see anything,
but he thought he could see someone crouched over the bonnet of his car.
"Grrrrr!" he growled, grabbing a baseball bat, he wasn't going to let
some punk steal his car!
(*) It's too damn complicated to explain, Ben Reilly is a clone of
Peter Parker, at this time he believes he is the real Spiderman and Peter is
the clone, Peter also believes this (Damn writers! Couldn't they just let the
clone sage finish all those years ago? Or even settle it within 6 months!?!)
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