Summary:Peter gets tired of being bullied, it's time he shows the world how amazing he can really be.
Op none spiderman ooc dark peter parker, he'll be insanely strong, fast, and durable.
When Peter's uncle died, he was destroyed from the inside, he didn't know what to do, ontop of getting bullied too? The only good thing in his life was his aunt may. She was kind, and beautiful, she was young too, no one would think she could be an aunt. She was only in her 30's and aging flawlessly. She never stopped loving him.
Peter came back home from another stupid day at school, before collapsing on his bed.
"Fuck." He hissed, before finally falling asleep.
Moments later, or longer he couldn't tell. He woke up in a field. Confused, he looked around.
"Child, would you like your life to mean more?" A woman asked him as she walked up to him, she was beautiful, she had black long hair.
"Who are you?" Peter asked.
"Unimportant. Answer my question, do you wish to amount for more?" She asked.
"Of course I do, I'm tired of being pushed around!" He yelled causing the woman to smile, suddenly green horns appeared on her, a green very revealing dress draping over her.
"I am hela, I am the goddess of hell." She commented on a hand on her hip.
"You're a god? Yeah, right...this is just a stupid dream." Suddenly, Peter felt an intense pressure weighing him down, it felt like his bones were breaking, when he looked up, Hela was in front of him, eyes blazing green.
"Do you feel that child? Do you still have the nerve to say this is a mere dream?" hela boomed.
"No ma'am." Peter managed to choke out barely standing.
"Good boy." Hela said, she gently held his chin lifting him up.
"If you wish for power, become my warrior of darkness, you'll be stronger than anyone could ever dream."
"And why would you want me?" Peter. Asked.
"Because you are powerful, you merely do not know it yet Peter, and I need such a warrior at my side." Hela stated. Causing Peter to narrow his eyes.
"Fine, If it means gaining power, do it." Peter demanded, causing hela to smile.
"Very well my king, now your next task"hela stated snapping, suddenly the field formed into a home, where she lay in a queen sized bed. She snapped, her clothing vanishing revealing her perfect body.
"Take me." Hela demanded, Peter narrowed his eyes and climbed atop her, he thought he didn't know what he was doing, but simply rubbing his hands down her nice thick curvy body seemed to drive her crazy.
"You...you are wondering why I am reacting in such a way from mere touching? It's...ahh! Because you were born to dominate women my king. We can't help but melt under your gaze and touch."
"Is that so?" Peter wondered, "so...what happens when I touch here?" He wondered, suddenly rubbing his fingers against her nipples causing her to moan out loudly.
"My king!" She cried out.
Peter smirked and ran his finger along her pussy, which was noticeably soaking wet.
Hela squirmed and moaned around, especially when he added two fingers, she couldn't help herself anymore, until finally after a few moments, she let loose an earth shattering orgasm, moaning out loudly, her tongue hanging out in pleasure.
Peter refused to give her a chance to rest, she was a goddess after all, he unzipped his pants, a massive 12 inch long 6 inch thick cock appearing.
"My king...you're so huge…" hela said panting deeply.
"Spread yourself." He demanded, biting her lip she complied, parting her lips slowly, showing all of her layers to him, nice wet and pink.
He pressed against her cunt with his cock and gripped her knees before without warning forcing herself deep into her cunt with a growl, earning a loud slutty moan from hela.
"My king's cock is finally inside me!" She cried, Peter gave her no time to get used to his size, instantly he slammed in and out of her cunt growling in pleasure.
Hela's eyes rolled to her head and her tongue lolled out, her stomach bulged painfully and intensely, but it felt SO good, he was so huge. So thick and massive, and he wasn't gentle with her either.
He growled and flipped her over admiring her ass before continuing to plough at her pussy, blood flying everywhere and coating his cock and balls.
"Fuck, are you ready to take my baby batter?!" Peter roared.
"Yes my king!! Impregnate me!" Hela begged, with a snarl, Peter released deep into her pussy, cumming so hard some spurted out of her cunt and onto her back a few times till she pulled out and spurted on her ass and face, panting deeply.
"Now that you have stained me… I'm all yours master…" hela moaned panting deeply.
With a start, Peter suddenly woke up in his bed, with hela next to him.
"Relax my king, I'm not in your physical plane right now." Hela said with a smile hugging her arm.
He stood up off his bed rubbing his eyes, it was bright and early.
He put his clothes on and walked downstairs.
"Aunt may." He called.
"Living room sweetie!" She called, he arrived at the living room noticing she was doing yoga, fuck her ass in those black pants… god damn it looked good.
"Don't miss the bus dear."
"Of course. I'll see you after school."
"Hey, what about my kiss?" When she said that he smirked slightly and walked up to her, suddenly, totally shocking her he pulled her into a deep sloppy kiss.
Aunt may's eyes rolled to her head, suddenly she began orgasming in her pants, shaking intensely and dropping to her knees. Peter gripped her chin and began rubbing her tongue.
"I'll see you later aunt may "
"Y...yes dear." She said shaking and in a muffled voice as he rubbed her tongue.
Peter licked his fingers as he walked off. He didn't know what that was but he loved it. She didn't even fight back.
This power, he liked it already, after a while he got on the bus, and of course things were thrown at him.
"Why are you letting these peasants disrespect you?" Hela demanded, sitting next to him, but no one could hear her except him.
"You are a king, act like one." Hela said.
In the cafeteria for breakfast, Peter went to sit down in his chair, where he noticed Brock harassing gwen.
"Look brock. I told you where done, you're an asshole." Gwen stated.
"That so little bitch? Maybe, I'm not done with you." Brock demanded
"Humans, so barbaric." Hela said sitting on the table.
Peter stood up slowly.
"Oh, you crave that woman hm? Then you should not allow such a disgusting man to taint her skin with his fingers my lord." Hela stated firmly.
Brock was about to back hand her, but Peter suddenly gripped his hand, with his wrist squeezed, Gwen braced for the hit, but sighed in relief when nothing came.
"Peter?" Gwen breathed out.
"Hello darling." Peter greeted.
"What are you doing brat? Wanna get the shit beat out of you too?" Suddenly, peter squeezed, audible bones began cracking in brocks hand causing him to cry out in pain. His lackeys attempted to jump peter but peter starred up, eyes almost glowing through his glasses. Gwen was shocked, no one had ever saw peter like this, it was fucking sexy the way he took control causing her to bite her lip.
"Fuck back off!" Brock realized he had his hand in an angle threatening paralysis.
"You are smart aren't you? You see brock...this is your shooting hand isn't it? It would be awfully...disastrous for your team, if you were suddenly unable to properly shoot, hm?" The fear in Brock's eyes was perfect to him. Finally he was the one on the receiving hand.
"But I'm not the victim here...gwen is. Gwen, I'll let you be in control of his career, grab his hand the way you see me holding it, keep squeezing." Gwen felt compelled to follow his orders, she grabbed him just as he suggested before peter backed off.
"Bend a tad more, and you'll break it, bend and twist, and you'll paralyze it, or if you wish, you can release him" peter said.
Gwen looked down at brock coldly, which terrified him." In our time dating you've cheated on me god knows how many times, you've been verbally abusive. You ignore me...and a few minutes later had peter not saved me, you'd have turned to physical. So...you don't deserve a basketball carrer, infact...you hardley deserve a desk job!" Before brock could protesr, gwen bent, a sickening crack echoing from his wrist causing him to scream. And then...she twisted, another crack causing her lip to twitch as she watched in a bit of sadistic pleasure, she watched as brock rolled around in pain. Screaming and cursing.
"I'll fucking kill both of you for this!" He yelled. Peter suddenly stepped on his throat squeezing till he choked threatening to kill him.
"Is that so? Maybe I should kill you before you can attempt that hm?" Peter wondered calmly.
"Let him go." Gwen asked peter, rubbing his shoulder gently. "He isn't worth your time peter."
"You are lucky, gwen showed mercy." Peter stated releasing his neck causing him to gasp for breath, when he turned to walk away. Everyone fearfully backed away from him.
Before he left gwen gently tugged his shirt. "Hm? Yes darling?"
"Are you...going to the prom?" Gwen asked with a blush on her face.
"I wasn't planning to, but if you're asking me out to prom, I wouldn't mind going with a beautiful women like you." Peter said causing her to blush even more and brush hair out of her face.
"Pick me up at 8?" Gwen asked
"I'll be there at 7:30." Peter promised kissing her hand before walking off leaving gwen to her thoughts.
Aaand done. Peters gonna be an absolute sexy badass. I mean...more than he already has been.