Peter Parker was tired. She wasn't sure what time it was, but it felt like late in the day. She felt very hot, and was certain she stank under the suit. She could hear people arguing all around, but there didn't seem to be a surprising amount of crime.
Peter had made up her mind to head home and started heading North toward Times Square. As she got closer she noticed very heavy traffic. Normally she would assume it was typical New York Traffic, but she also noticed a large number of people outside their vehicles.
After finding a good vantage point she was able to see the cause of the traffic. A small passenger helicopter had crash landed in the street perfectly blocking traffic. It didn't take long for her to swing toward the accident.
The Helicopter was badly scratched up, and one of its skids was completely bent out of shape, causing the vehicle to slope at a forty-five degree angle. Two of the blades were completely broken off. It was clearly not flying out of the area anytime soon.
"Is everything alright officer?" Peter asked a policeman surveying the wreckage. The man turned to Peter and withdrew with a concerned face.
"I'm sorry ma'am. I'm gonna need you to clear the area." The police officer said.
Peter had to resist saying she was a boy, before responding. "But I can help."
"I'm sorry ma'am," The officer addresses Peter. "We've already got this handled. An ambulance already took the pilot, and until we can get a crane, this thing isn't moving anywhere." The officer looks Peter up and down quickly.
"I can move it." Peter offers.
The policeman gives Peter a sceptic look. "With what? Whips and latex?"
"It's not latex!" Peter protests. "It's uh..." Peter makes a few hand gestures, but realizes he doesn't know either. "I don't know what it is, but I can do it."
Peter doesn't wait for a response, she runs up to the back end of the helicopter and starts pushing. The suit sprouts four extra legs which quickly clamp down into the street for extra leverage, effectively freaking out the police officer. The helicopter squeals loudly as it scrapes the street, but Spider-Man is able to turn it ninety degrees, freeing up one of the lanes.
A handful of drivers who are standing outside their cars start clapping and cheering. Spider-Man turns and waves just as someone catcalls toward her. "That was sexy!" someone shouts and a couple of others whistle. Peter withdraws her hand in shock.
The car nearest starts driving through and the cop begins the process of directing traffic. When he stops one side to start letting cars from the opposite lane through, the stopped car nearest Spider-Man opens it's window, revealing a man with long hair and makeup.
"Thank you!" The man says to Spider-Man. "I didn't know there were female superheroes."
"No problem." Spider-Man answers awkwardly.
"What's your name?" The man asks.
"I'm Spider-Man." Peter answers instinctively gesturing toward herself.
"Spider-Man!" The police officer suddenly interjects with a shocked tone.
"You're Spider-Man?" the driver asks in equal surprise.
"You don't look like Spider-Man." The officer says. "Spider-Man doesn't wear those colors."
"It's a new suit." Peter replies.
"A latex suit?" The officer asks.
"It's not latex." Peter protests. "Listen, I've gotta go." Peter adds feeling uncomfortable. She turns to the nearest building and starts to run, but is suddenly stopped when an older black woman steps in her way.
"Whoa! Hold your horses there Wildcard." The lady says as she stops Peter.
"Who?" Peter asks somewhat frustrated.
The woman studies Peter for a moment before addressing her. "I don't believe we've met, but judging by the fact that you're wearing Stark armor and a large arachnid on your chest, I can only assume you're Spider-Man."
"Yeah." Peter answers, a little taken aback. He studies the woman for a bit. She has wispy unkempt hair, a few long chin hairs, and a deep black eyepatch. Despite the telling feature, Peter doesn't recognize her. "I'm sorry, who are you?"
"Are you serious right now?" The woman snaps as she glares at him through her one good eye.
Peter, growing nervous, begins shifting glances toward the eyepatch and the woman's glare. "Are you... Nick Fu..."
"Yes, I'm Nick Fury!" The woman snaps, causing Peter to jump. "I need you to tell me what the hell is happening!" Peter tries to get a word in, but Fury continues his rant. "I have spent nearly the last twenty four hours trying to get in contact with someone, anyone, and no one is answering my calls."
"Twenty-four hours?" Peter asks.
"Yes, twenty-four hours, and the last time anyone has seen anything, it's you and Start flying off into space." Before Peter can get another word in, a black SUV circles around the helicopter and parks alongside it, out of traffic's way.
A young very attractive man with long hair wearing a tight turtleneck jumps out of the driver seat and approaches Nick Fury. "Hill, what have you got for me?" Nick addresses the man.
"We've got a location on Tony Stark. He's in Wakanda now. " Maria Hill answers. "He's not answering his phone now,but our sources say it looks like the ships that landed there earlier have been retreating as of 6:30AM."
Nick Fury looks up toward Peter. "Do you know anything about this?" He asks.
"I'm sorry, what time is it?" Peter asks, still confused.
"It is 8:03AM, eastern." Karen answers.
Maria Hill looks up toward Peter and studies her for a moment. "Is this Parker?" He asks.
Peter is shocked at both the time and the fact that this stranger suddenly knows her identity.
"Eight o'clock? No no no... I have to get home." She starts saying.
"You!" Nick interrupts Peter. "Are not going anywhere, until I get some answers." She tries to cross her arms, but her breasts block her. She chooses to place her hands behind her back instead, hoping no one noticed.
"Look, I'm sorry Ms. Fury, I really can't stay. You're gonna have to talk to Mr. Stark or Dr. Strange?" Peter turns away and rushes off before they can get another word in.
"Ms. Fury?" Nick asks out loud to himself, clearly annoyed. Fury and Hill look at each other for a moment. "He better not make a habit of this. " Fury says pointing at Peter as she swings away.
"I might still be able to taze him." Maria Hill offers.
"That might just make me feel better." Fury responds as she starts walking back toward the SUV.
"Who's Dr. Strange?" Maria Hill asks.
The day is already starting to get hot when Peter Parker arrives home. She is still in costume so she chooses to enter through the window as she was becoming accustomed to.
Her foot doesn't even reach the floor when Aunt May, who was pacing the apartment, rushes into the door.
"Peter!" Aunt May exclaims. "Thank God you're alive. I've been so worried." Without hesitation she rushes in to give Spider-Man a hug, her plans are foiled when both of their breasts crash into each other.
Aunt May takes a step back and looks at Peter. "What are you wearing? Did Tony give you a new suit?"
"Uuhm..." Peter mutters not knowing what to say.
"Why did he give it...?" Aunt May makes an awkward gesture around her boobs. "A big chest?"
"Aunt May, there's something I have to tell you." Peter speaks up. Her mask suddenly lowers revealing her face.
Aunt May studies Peter's face for a few seconds before speaking. "Well, what happened?" She asks. "I was trying to call you. I saw you on TV fighting those... aliens or whatever. It looked like you got sucked up. I've been trying to call for hours."
"Aunt May..." Peter interrupts, confused. "I don't look different?" Peter starts reaching up to remove the suit but it automatically comes off and migrates toward his back.
"Whoa!" Aunt May exclaims. "That's really high tech! Why is your chest still kinda big?"
Peter looks down to see she is still wearing her previous suit under her new one. "No wonder I was so hot." She says. "Aunt May, you haven't heard what's happening out there?" As Peter says this, she begins to remove her previous suit. It comes off easily revealing Peter's now topless breasts.
"Oh my God!" Aunt May shouts. Peter raises her hands to calm her. "Oh my God, Peter. What is going on?"
"Now Aunt May, listen. I can explain." Peter starts.
"Did the aliens do this to you?" Aunt May asks as she raises her hands to her face.
Peter thinks about her question for a long moment before answering, "Yes."
"Why did the aliens do this to you?" Aunt May asks confused.
"Aunt May, it's not just me." Peter interupts her. "It's everybody. I mean half of everybody." As Peter takes off her suit, she raises it to cover her now exposed breasts.
"Why did the aliens give boobs to half of the Avengers?" Aunt May asks.
"No, not half of the Avengers." Peter looks to her closet. "Aunt May, can we sit down? I really want to shower and get some different clothes on."
May watches Peter in confusion but reluctantly agrees. It does not take long for Peter to wash up and get changed. She joins May in the kitchen to explain everything that she already knew.
***Some time later***
Aunt May sits at the kitchen table, steam coming out a hot cup of coffee sitting in front of her. "I can't believe you went to another planet." She says.
"I know, neither can I!" Peter responds.
"You were only gone for a day." She adds.
"I know. It doesn't even feel real." Peter adds. "I didn't even get to bring my phone, so I didn't get to record any of it."
"When the TV and power went out, I assumed the worst." Aunt May says. "Emergency lines weren't answering either. I've just been home the entire time. I never thought of something like this."
"The power must have just been only out here." Peter says. "There were more than a handful of accidents."
"What happened to your phone? Did you leave it on the alien world?"
"No, I put it in my backpack and left it with Ned. He probably has it."
"You should probably call him."
"I don't really know his number." Peter thinks for a moment. "Maybe I can message him... Wait, I can look up his number with the suit."
Peter rushes to her room and picks up her Spider-Man mask, putting it on. "Karen, I need Ned's phone number."
"Now displaying Ned Leed's phone number." Karen responds. "Would you like me to call him?"
"You can do that?" Peter asks, surprised. "Of course you can do that. I don't know why I didn't know you could do that. Yes, please call him."
"Calling Ned." Karen narrates as Peter looks at himself in the mirror. Peter notices that her chest and butt no longer look enormous. She realizes it must have been since she's no longer wearing two suits. She has to resist physically checking her breast size because she knows Aunt May is watching.
Peter walks back to the table and sits across from Aunt May. The phone rings for some time before a girl answers. "Hello?"
"Hello," Peter responds. "Can I speak to Ned?" There is a long awkward silence over the phone. Uh, Ned..."
"Peter..." the voice responds. "What's going on?"
"Ned, oh my god!" Peter responds. "Don't panic."
"I think I'm past panicking now, Peter." Ned responds in a sniffly voice.
"Don't cry either." Peter says.
"I can't stop." Ned whines softly before starting to moan.
"Ned, it's ok. It's not just you." Aunt May makes a concerned face toward Peter from across the table, while Ned continues to cry. "Listen Ned, I can explain everything. Just bring my backpack with my phone and everything to my apartment, and I'll tell you then."
"Your backpack?" Ned asks. "I have it right here."
"That's great. Can you bring it to me?" Peter asks.
"What if someone sees me?" Ned asks.
"It's ok, Ned. It happened to me, too. It's happening to a lot of people. No one's going to freak out."
"OK..." Ned replies reluctantly. "I'll bring your stuff."
"Thanks Ned," Peter replies. "I'll explain everything when you get here." Peter hangs up before Ned can change her mind.
May watches Peter, wearing only the Spider-Man mask, from across the table. "I just thought of something!" Peter proclaims.
"What?" May asks.
"I can watch the footage of the fight from my suit!"
"You can do that?"
"I think so." Peter responds. "Karen, can I stream footage from the New York fight and the last 24 hours onto my TV?"
"Yes, Peter. Your television has wireless streaming capabilities." Karen responds. "I can download the footage from your nanotech suit and combine it with this suit's footage to be displayed on your television."
"Great!" Peter responds. "Let's do that."
"Initializing download." Karen replies.
"Wanna see some aliens?" Peter asks Aunt May.
"Yea!" May says very excitedly. "Let's do this." she says as they both get up and move into the living room.