"Yes, sir.", both of them nodded before Gwen got up to walk around the table and wrap her arms around George, "Thank you so much, Dad... I love you so much.".
George hugged his daughter warmly and deeply, "I love you, my baby girl. You're extremely lucky that I know Jean. I would have been angry if it was a stranger, or at least a man over your age.".
Gwen replied, "Even I am not that stupid or crazy.", and Jean agreed, "I agree, and besides, the only men we essentially trust is, my dad, you, our friend Peter, and his Uncle Ben.".
George blinked, "Does Peter know?", and Gwen replied, "About us being together romantically, no. As far as we know, he figures that we're simply best friends, yet we asked him out to prom, as friends...We didn't want him to be alone either as he is still working on puberty issues.", realizing that she or Jean hasn't checked on Peter yet.
Jean replied, "Peter is our escort plan of sorts, and we're gonna dance with him for appearance and polite courtesy as it is, and then we make our move...Well, the school photographers will have the golden trophy of all nights.", with a chuckle and a smirk.
"I certainly hope that things will be alright for him...", George said. "Don't worry, if anyone tries anything on Peter, the same thing applies.", Gwen smiled.
'Though, that might not be the case if everything went alright through the night...' Jean sent the message to Gwen.
And sure enough, they would certainly be right as finally, after one of the worst nights of his life with just how close he felt to death's embrace... the new and improved Peter Parker was about to awake.
Jasmine was watching Peter sleep for a few hours after Jean and Gwen had left and realized that no further changes were needed much to her relief, and went to sleep in her cat bed, though she is facing Peter, just in case.
Upon waking to sunlight, Jasmine saw the full form of Peter in the sunlight, and blinked in awe and relief, seeing his newly improved body, and she was relieved when she saw that his penis had deflated sometime in the night earlier, through the boxers are really snug on him. He is so going to be really shopping for new clothes in his new body size and all.
Hearing Peter's breathing change to awakening breaths, she waited to see and anticipate Peter's reactions about this, starting with his sight.
The light was shining directly onto Peter's face as it finally started to wake him up. His brain finally started to kickstart again; his dreams last night slowly fading from his mind. The truth about Princess and Gwen and Jean being in his room falling to the back of his mind.
Right now, it seemed like he was still alive and didn't feel like he was dying so he somehow must have survived the night. He slowly opened his eyes to see Jasmine looking at him. "Morning, Princess...", Peter whispered with a gentle smile.
Jasmine mewed happily and warmly, flickering her tail as Peter then realized that he's seeing her crystal clear, somehow clearer than his glasses were, and blinked not once, not twice, but triple, his jaw dropping, "Princess, I can see you...I think I'm not blind as a bat anymore...", looking around before grabbing his glasses, putting them on, and saw fog, very much fuzzy fog through the glasses, and took them off, and realized that without them, he's still seeing Jasmine crystal clear.
"What in the world happened to me?", Peter whispered in shock and awe as he raised a hand up to his hair before noticing the new definition of his arm, and the wiry muscles.
"Holy shit..", Peter muttered as he threw off his sheets and soon found himself staring at a body in the mirror that he almost couldn't even believe was his. He had to move his limbs and touch himself a few times just to confirm to his brain that it was indeed his own body. "Jesus Christ...", he continued to check out his body.
Jasmine admired his sexy butt, his muscular back, and long legs as she hadn't seen them earlier since Peter was resting on his back or side all night. She realized that Peter has truly sprouted up to at least 6 ft, maybe a couple inches lower, since he was like 5'4" before.
By Allah, she can dare say that Peter has surpassed Aladdin in many ways, and she doesn't regret believing it as she's literally seeing Peter in front of her as he stared at the reflection of his mirror.
Peter sat back on the bed, his mind reeling with shock and disbelief, and Jasmine mewed, and Peter replied, "This is crazy, Princess, yet I don't feel scared for some reason...I don't remember much, but I think I swear I heard a voice talking to me when I was dreaming...It sounded like a girl...She kept saying that I gotta fight for my family and friends...And I think I saw her face...She had those wide, soulful eyes, bright brown...It was hard to tell the shade of her skin, but I think it's a dark tone...Her hair, I remember that it was really long, but the color, it was dark to see...or I might be wrong...".
Jasmine's eyes widened hearing that. Apparently, he had heard her, but must not have remembered much then if he couldn't instantly put things together. She also would be blushing if she could upon hearing him say all that.
She mewed again as Peter chuckled, "Yeah... weird... but I guess par for this course then... I mean... I got big...". His hand then almost absentmindedly started to move lower along his body before he realized where he was touching himself and blushed hard, "Really big...".
Jasmine mewed lightly as she was inwardly amused to see his face changing and blushing, and Peter exhaled, "Looks like P.E is going to be interesting and crazy...Don't tell anybody, Princess, but there were a few bragging moments many guys including Flash strutted their stuff while wearing boxers and all, in the gym locker rooms...even with my boxers too small, I think I'm outclassing them...", with a thoughtful yet blushing expression.
Jasmine, if she could, blushed, realizing that Peter's newfound manhood might be too big to fit in any of the girls; Jean, Gwen, or her, if he said that the boxers are too small already, having a new concern, and she inwardly shook the thought, yet it was definitely in the back of her mind.
Peter looked at Princess, whispering in anxiety as he faintly remembered something else, "Did Uncle Ben or Aunt May check on me? I barely remember hands touching my chest and hair.". Jasmine shook her head, mewing as she inwardly was shocked. Did the changes give him a better memory and all?
"Maybe not...", Peter said as he took a deep breath to look at himself better in the mirror again, "Jeez, Princess... if I didn't know any better, I would almost say that I'm hardly the same person I was yesterday... I mean, I think my voice dropped a tiny bit too there...".
Jasmine narrowed her eyes, hearing that Peter is having self-confidence issues and self-esteem issues again, and meowed sharply, leaping over to the bed, headbutting his hand, purring softly as she pawed at his heart gently without her claws out as she put her paws up against his side, looking up at Peter.
"My heart? What has to do with my heart like this?", Peter asked in confusion, and Jasmine narrowed her eyes, pawed at his face, and twitched her tail at the mirror, meowing as she pawed at his heart again.
"Outside and inside, I'm still the same Peter Parker...?", Peter asked, suddenly having the feeling that he heard that as well from the girl in his dreams, and Jasmine nodded, meowing and purring loudly.
Peter stared at her for a few moments, his mind racing as information was rushing through it. "No... you...", Peter whispered as he looked closer at her, realizing that Princess had the same shade of eyes as the girl that was in his dreams. And then there was the name that was in his head. "J-Jasmine?".
Jasmine gave a startled meow, her ears forward, giving a small nod, and Peter whispered in shock, "You...you are Jasmine...", and Jasmine nodded stronger, giving out a combo of a meow-chirr, tears in her eyes.
"You... you're not actually a cat, are you?", Peter continued to whisper as she gave a small nod. Peter took a moment to register this massive revelation before he gave a small smile and gently scratched her behind the ear. "Oh, Jasmine... I'm... I'm so sorry... I didn't know...".
Jasmine mewed and purred, looking at him with confusion and relief, tilting her head, and Peter exhaled deeply, "I don't know how, but I saw your memories...the good...and the bad...".
She widened her eyes, and flatted her ears back, tears falling as she hunched, her tail flickering and curling up around her paws as she didn't look at Peter, ashamed and horrified. Is Peter pitying her or worse? She doesn't want to be called a coward, yet she knew she deserved it...She failed Agrabah by being forced to be Jafar's slave, be his concubine, and more...
"Jasmine, please... don't try to hide from me if you feel ashamed... I... I don't know what I could really do for you right now... with how you are... but please... please just let me still play an important role in your life like you do the same for me.", Peter was practically begging with his request right there.
Jasmine's ears flickered as Peter watched her with concern, and she gave a little meow, and for the thousandth time, though it feels like the first time, he wished he would hear her words, and understand, and he slowly, gently reached down to touch her upper back, "I would do anything to make you feel better, Jasmine...You were there for me all those years, and I want to be there for you now and in the future...As your friend, as someone who is humbled yet embarrassed to have you help me, I'm Peter Parker like you said, and if I fight for you to be human again, I will.".
Jasmine rubbed up against him, giving a low purr as Peter took a deep breath. He really had no idea how he was going to remotely accomplish that promise, but damn it all, somehow, he'd do whatever it takes if the opportunity presented itself. Jasmine wanted to tear up, but as a cat, it was not as easy to do compared to being human, she just rested there in his embrace.
Peter smiled softly as he felt Jasmine's fur against his skin before his eyes widened in shock and emotion, realizing that he's practically naked even with his too small boxers leaving little to no doubt, and he stumbled over his words as he then remembered the rest of last night, "Shit, I'm almost naked, and was in front of you, Gwen, and Jean!", blushing as he enjoyed that somehow, and groaned as he struggled to think of something else, but he's not quite wrapping his mind to stop thinking about the whole situation as his penis woke up again.
"Oh man... not now...", Peter groaned at his manhood coming up once again. His whole mind was still racing in the fact that Princess was actually a true princess from another world, cursed to be a cat, and that Jean and Gwen snuck into his room and basically was naked before the girls for quite a bit of time.
"Okay... okay...", Peter took a few deep breaths. "Alright, let me just think... um... alright... need to get a new wardrobe first... nothing's really going to fit me now.".
Jasmine mewed and leaped over and jumped up into the desk, her paw pointing at Uncle Ben in one of the frames, and Peter nodded, "Yeah, you're right. Uncle Ben always has been a little taller and all...with this new height and size, I should fit in some of Uncle Ben's clothes...", before exhaling as he got up from the edge of the bed and walked to the door, peering out before closing the door.
"He must be downstairs. Can you get him for me, Jasmine?", Peter asked while still blushing as she's literally looking at him.
Jasmine nodded, mewing as she jumped from the desk and walked over, purring warmly as she nuzzled his leg, and Peter squeezed the door open enough for Jasmine to come out into the hallway.
Peter seriously wondered if his aunt and uncle would even be alright with what had happened; obviously not in the whole, hardly the same person sort of way, but more in the terms of that this change is too fast and too extreme, we need to get you to a doctor sort of way.
"Peter!", Ben called out. "Are you okay?". Peter took a deep breath before he called back. "Yeah... I'm alright now... feeling much better for sure...".
Ben asked curiously, "Princess was meowing like crazy when she was grabbing my attention. Do you need something?". Peter gulped before replying, "This may sound weird, but I need to borrow some of your clothes, just for now. I need to go shopping as I apparently went through a growth spurt.".
"A growth spurt?", Ben asked. He just had to see this, considering how quite a bit of a difference between him and Peter. He walked up the stairs to Peter's door before knocking, "Peter, may I come in?".
"Princess, should I?", asked Peter, and Jasmine mewed next to Ben, relieved to see that Peter's keeping her secret...there's so much for anyone to handle in one day...
Peter then exhaled, "Promise you won't freak out to scare Aunt May? I am already on the edge of being embarrassed...", with a mutter. "Peter, whatever it is-", Ben started, and Peter opened the door to show Ben what had happened to him.
Ben actually had to glance up a bit as Peter was just a tad taller than him now; and certainly, looking much healthier than he ever had in the past, "Oh...".
"Yeah... I think I wasn't clear when I said growth spurt...", Peter blushed as Ben nodded, "Seems that way... I guess Mother Nature was paying you back with interest then...".
Peter gave a little smile and chuckle, "Especially when I was supposed to start puberty when I was 13...". Ben nodded, "Indeed, and oh, you aren't wearing your glasses. Where are they? Did they fall somewhere?".
Peter exhaled, "I can see you really well, Uncle Ben.". Ben gave him a curious look, "You mean... your eyesight got better?".
"Yeah... I guess my eyesight was poor because it wasn't catching up, perhaps.", Peter rubbed the back of his neck. Ben frowned softly, "I would have understood a bit of growing over the weekend or from riding your bike over the summer, but literally overnight...are you certainly sure that you're feeling good?".
"I didn't want to bother you all night, so I took pain meds after feeling awful, and Princess was very watchful of making sure that I didn't hurt myself and all...I just didn't expect, well, all of this.", Peter explained, not going to rat the girls out as that would be so much awkward and humiliating.
"I see.", Ben took a deep breath. "Okay... well, I guess maybe I should toss out those painkillers then or something.".
"Look, Uncle Ben, I'm fine, alright? Just... really had puberty catch up with me.", Peter said as Ben nodded and gave a small smile, "I know... at least now you don't have to complain about being left behind by your peers in terms of growing.".
Peter smiled wryly..."That would be an interesting Monday for sure. So, can I borrow some of your clothes and go out on a shopping trip to the mall?", and Jasmine mewed loudly, with Peter then chuckling, "Don't worry, I think you will love the ride on the bike as I need to figure to fit on there just right, Princess.".
"I don't see that there's much of a choice.", Ben admitted. "Alright, let me get you some cash while you try to find something in my room... just remember, we don't have a lot so try not to get anything too expensive.".
"I promise, Uncle Ben.", Peter said. "I know where to look for a deal.". Ben nodded, "Good, and oh, a cold shower usually works for morning wood.".
Peter blushed, and nodded, "Got it.", and Ben smiled, leaving him to sprint past the hallway into the master bedroom further down.
Jasmine followed him, and Peter looked at her, "You'll be the judge of any clothes I find in here, huh?". She nodded, meowing with a lash of her tail, and Peter chuckled, "If I remember right, you know about proper appearance since you're a princess, eh?".
Jasmine rolled her eyes there. If she could speak, she would've told him perhaps if they were in Agrabah of her time, not modern-day NYC. Still, she had gotten a pretty decent idea and Peter certainly wasn't the flashy or vain type when it came to clothing. As long as it didn't look too bad and was comfortable enough, that was good enough for him.
And so, with Jasmine judging the clothes for today, Peter found a decent set that ain't too old-fashioned or anything that Uncle Ben had, but still a bit snug on him after he took that cold shower.