SUPER SPIDER-MAN

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In a bustling classroom filled with students, the walls echoed with the loud chatter of boys and girls exchanging gossip and whispers.

At the very back of the room, a boy was slumped over his desk, his head resting on his arms, seemingly asleep.

Suddenly, the boy's eyes snapped open. He lifted his head, scanning the classroom with a confused, almost disoriented expression.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out his phone, opened the camera app, and examined his reflection on the screen.

What he saw made his heart skip a beat.

Staring back at him wasn't his old self—it was Peter Parker, also known as Spider-Man.

'What the actual fuck?!'

'I was in prison. So, why the hell am I Peter Parker?'

'Did I transmigrate?'

'No way... this is incredible!'

The boy—now Peter—wasn't the Peter Parker from this world. While he inhabited Peter's body, his soul belonged to a criminal from another world.

'In my last life, they labeled me a criminal because I killed those filthy bastards who deserved it,' he thought bitterly.

'But now... now I have another shot, and this time as Peter Parker. I'm going to live life on my own terms.'

Just as he finished that thought, a sharp pain suddenly hit his head, and a flood of memories crashed into his mind. The original Peter Parker's life experiences were merging with his own.

'Hmm... looks like I'm getting my powers tomorrow.'

Through Peter's memories, he discovered that tomorrow was the school trip to Oscorp—the day he would gain Spider-Man's powers.

But it wasn't just his impending powers that excited him. He also inherited the remarkable intelligence of the original Peter Parker.

While he processed these new memories and explored his newfound intellect, the door to the classroom swung open, and three girls walked in.

Peter instantly recognized them, not only from his new memories but also from their appearances.

They were none other than Gwen Stacy, Mary Jane Watson, and Liz Allan.

'Damn... they're even more stunning in real life than in the comics and movies,' Peter thought, his eyes lingering on their sexy figures.

In his past life, he had always fantasized about Gwen, Mary Jane, Liz, and many other Marvel characters. But back then, they were just fictional characters, and he was a criminal with no chance of interacting with them. Now, things were different.

He was in the Marvel universe—a world where superheroes and supervillains were real.

After entering the classroom, Gwen, Mary, and Liz sat in a straight line—best friends in this universe.

Just as they took their seats, the classroom door opened again, and a broad-shouldered boy strolled in, followed by two of his friends. The boy wore a blue jacket and had a smug grin plastered on his face.

"Hey, Penis Parker!" the boy yelled, instantly drawing the attention of the entire class.

"Let's take a walk to your favorite place—your locker!" he sneered, loud enough for everyone to hear.

Gwen, Mary, and Liz exchanged annoyed glances.

"Tch, Flash is going to bully Peter again," Gwen muttered under her breath.

"Should I help him again?" she asked, her concern evident.

"Gwen, I think you should let Peter stand up for himself," Mary suggested, glancing over at Peter.

"Mary's right," Liz agreed. "Peter needs to handle this on his own. We won't always be around to save him."

Gwen looked at Peter. His expression was... different. Instead of the usual look of fear he wore when Flash bullied him, today Peter's face was calm, almost like he was someone else. The change made her uneasy.

'What's with him today?' Gwen wondered.

Flash and his goons approached Peter, and Flash clamped a heavy hand on his shoulder, squeezing it slightly.

"Hey, Penis Parker. Let's take a trip to your locker, huh?" Flash mocked, his two friends snickering behind him.

Peter felt a flicker of anger, memories of being stuffed into his locker flashing in his mind. But thanks to his previous life's experiences, he remained calm. After all, this wasn't the first time he'd faced worse than schoolyard bullies.

"Flash, remove your hand," Peter said quietly, but his voice was steady.

"Huh? What did you just say?" Flash asked, not quite catching Peter's words.

"I said, get your fucking hand off my shoulder."

Peter's words were calm, but the entire classroom fell into a stunned silence. Everyone stared at him, wide-eyed. Gwen, Mary, and Liz exchanged surprised looks, but underneath their shock, they felt a spark of approval. Peter was finally standing up for himself.

"What did you just say?" Flash growled, his face twisting with anger.

"You fucking loser!" He spat, raising his hand, fist clenched, ready to punch Peter.

Creak!

Before Flash could land his blow, the door to the classroom swung open, and the teacher walked in.

"Flash, what are you doing?" The teacher asked, his eyes narrowing at the sight of Flash's raised hand.

"Uh, nothing, sir. Just, uh... inviting Peter to hang out tomorrow on the field trip." Flash stammered, quickly dropping his fist and giving Peter a heavy pat on the shoulder.

Under the teacher's stern gaze, Flash and his friends returned to their seats.

Class began, and with his newfound intelligence, Peter found that he could easily understand everything the teacher explained. He could even solve complex problems in seconds. Meanwhile, Flash and his cronies glared at him throughout the class, but Peter ignored them, occasionally stealing glances at Gwen, Mary, and Liz.

When the class finally ended, Flash was ready to make his move, but the teacher spoke first.

"Peter, come with me. I need your help with something." The teacher said, standing at the door.

"Yes, sir."

Peter got up and followed the teacher out of the classroom, Flash's gaze burning into his back.

"I'll deal with you tomorrow, Parker." Flash muttered under his breath.

Once they were outside, the teacher stopped and looked at Peter.

"Peter, is Flash bullying you?" He asked, his voice concerned.

"No, sir. Everything's fine." Peter replied, his calm demeanor unwavering.

The teacher studied Peter for a moment, then sighed, "Alright, if you say so. You're free to go."

Peter nodded and left the school, walking at a steady pace toward home. As he walked, he scrolled through the news on his phone, checking to see if anything significant had happened in the Marvel universe yet.

After a few moments, he found what he was looking for.

- *Tony Stark is set to leave for Afghanistan soon to test his new missiles for the U.S. military.*

Reading that, Peter smirked. He now had an idea of what was coming next and knew what he needed to do.

Eventually, after some walking and a short bus ride, Peter arrived home. Thanks to his past life's skills, he quietly slipped inside, took off his shoes, and headed toward the kitchen.

As he entered, he froze for a moment, his eyes locking onto a sight that sent a shiver down his spine.

A curvy, voluptuous figure stood at the sink, washing dishes. It was his Aunt May.

'Wow... Aunt May.' Peter thought, his gaze lingering on her thick, shapely ass, 'She's even hotter than I remember.'

Grinning to himself, Peter tiptoed toward her, and without warning, he wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, pressing his body against her.

"Aaah!" May yelped, startled by the sudden contact. She quickly turned her head to see who it was.

"Huh, Peter?!" She gasped.