Bad Luck Spiderman

It was a dark night in New York City. Nothing happened, except for a few leaves blown through the air by the autumn wind.

Then the sirens started. Within a heartbeat the entire police was out on the streets.

The central bank had been robbed!

Peter was reading a book in his room, when a whole row of police cars passed by.

“Huh?” He ran to the window and saw the last car passing around the corner. “What on earth is going on?” He switched on the TV.

He searched for a speed news channel. When he found one, the reporter was just telling what had happened:

“The central bank has been robbed. Apparently Doc Oc is on the move again. We strongly recommend that everybody stays at home, until this is solved.

Live from the crime scene: Reporter Jenny, News around the clock”

Peter had seen enough and switched off the TV.

’Better stop that madman…’ he thought by himself.

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Later, on top of a building near the central bank:

“Stop! You won’t get any further Doc!” Peter called.

Doc Oc stood at the edge of the building, looking down at the streets below.

“Finally you’ve arrived… I’ve been expecting you, Spiderman.” He turned around and a vile grin split his face.

“This time it will be you that loses! I’ve got a little surprise for you.” Without further warning he shot some kind of metal dart at Peter.

Of course Spiderman dodged it, but the Doc had already reloaded his device and started launching dart after dart at his opponent.

For a few seconds it looked as if Spiderman was swift enough to evade his attacks, but eventually he got hit and flew backwards, crashing against an air vent.

He immediately jumped up again, but before he could do anything, the Doctor pressed a button on his device and Peter crashed down again, all energy suddenly drained out of his body.

“Wha…what did you do to m-me…” he groaned.

“Oh, nothing actually. Just inserted some nanites into your body, so I can reprogram it. You’ve been quite a nuisance for me over the past months. But from this day everything will change. From this day on you will serve me as a slave. Consider it a repayment, for thwarting my plans over and over again.”

With those words said, he took out some kind of remote and started pressing different buttons.

Peter could feel things happening to his body: Below the mask, he felt his hair grow. It would probably reach below his shoulders now. After the hair, his whole body started shrinking, especially around the waist.

Most of the muscles he had built up during his life as a superhero simply vanished. Also his body hair disintegrated, leaving his skin a lot smoother and softer than it had been before.

Suddenly he felt a stabbing pain in his lower region. First of all his hips pushed out and his butt expanded. Second, his manhood shriveled away, turning into a fully functional womanhood and making him officially female.

To complete the hourglass figure his chest began to rise, forming two large C-cups.

“My, my. You seem to have turned out well. Now, let’s remove that mask, shall we?” Doc Oc chuckled and stepped closer. He tore of Peter’s, now Petra’s mask, letting her hair flow freely over her shoulders.

The doctor grinned. “You’re so cute. You’re going to be a good slave!” he pressed another button, which would wipe out Petra’s memory and turn her into a dumb pet, which only lived to serve the doctor.

Strangely enough there was no reaction.

“Damn thing!” Doc Oc shouted and hammered onto the button.

Suddenly a voice came out of the device: “NANITES DEACTIVATED! DNA NOT COMPATIBLE! ERROR! ERROR! ERROR! ERR*#R! E$§O=?! /&§)%”

Smoke began to rise out of the remote and after a few seconds it exploded in a shower of sparks.

“WHAT?!? But… how?” The doctor was completely shocked. “I had planned it so well… why didn’t it work…”

Petra had no idea what was going on, but she decided that it might be better to knock out the doctor first, before trying to figure out an answer.


“Hey! Cryface! Look up!” She shouted and when the doctor reacted, she threw a straight punch into his face, knocking him out instantly and crashing him into a wall.

The newly formed Spidergirl walked over to her enemy and briefly searched his pockets, until she found a few folded sheets of paper. She looked over them and noticed that it were the plans of the little device the doctor had used on her.

After she had delivered the still unconscious Doc Oc to a nearby police station, she went home and looked over the papers.

‘I can’t find any mistake in his calculations… it should have worked…’ she looked over them again, paying particularly attention to small details.

It took her the next few days to figure it out, but eventually she knew what had caused the malfunctioning: The spider DNA which also gave her, her superpowers.

All calculations had been made for normal human DNA, but apparently spider DNA was different enough to block the reaction.

‘I was lucky I guess…’ she told herself on an evening a few days later. Then she looked down at her new body, particularly at her chest.

‘Still, these things are really getting in the way…’