Spiderman Fingertips Novels & Stories

He kept Alex hard, kept him dripping, a constant state of arousal that mingled with the pain until they were one and the same. When Spider finished the last letter, he wiped the area with a cool, damp cloth. The skin was red, angry, and beautifully marked. "Property of 47892" was now permanently etched onto Alex's lower back, a bold declaration in elegant script that would be impossible to hide if he wore low-rise jeans or bent over. "Good," Marcus said, his voice thick with satisfaction. He dismissed Spider with a nod. The man packed up his equipment and left without a word.

It wasn't at the same level as but it was close enough. Shadow Arachne then dived out of the tree and landed on the back of the poisonous scorpion, just out of reach of its claws. Following its landing, Shadow Arachne once again spat out a glob of spider silk. This time, it was just ordinary spider silk which was then used to bind the joints of the poisonous scorpion's claws while reeling it in. If a picture was taken of this moment, many viewers would find it funny as it would depict a half meter tall spider riding on the back of a five-meter tall scorpion and is manipulating it like a puppet.

She begins stating random words that they are speaking when I look up to the top screen. The screen was simple enough, just empty streets and darkness. What was above the screen, chilling like it just got home from a hard day’s work, was a spider. Not just a little spider either that would startle me. This spider was a Goliath Birdeater, and it was looking directly at me.

He slices off one of the small antenna looking limbs on the front of the spider. “Rear knee, third joint. Now,” Ezra urges. I accumulate strength in my legs once again before I sprint up its side before it can react. This time I make sure to put enough strength in my arms so I can slice through a leg in one go. It works! One step, two, then I launch myself straight onto its back. I stab downward with a yell. My dagger sinks into a weak point near its abdomen, and yellow mucus sprays upward like a geyser. It screeches again—high, ear-splitting—but the sound gets swallowed by the barrier.

Whatever it was, I could think about it later, I couldn’t let anything distract me. I finally made it to the tree and I instantly turned back. My gaze fastened on Zenith and I pushed myself as I tried to make it in time. The stirring within me grew and sweat trickled down my back. I was almost there…just a little more. Suddenly, I felt pain at my fingertips as though something was growing out of them and I chanced a glance down. A gasp left my lips as I stared at what looked like claws in place of my fingertips.

I leaned over the basin, gripping the porcelain. I coughed. It was a reflexive, dry hack, my throat still tight from the panic. Something came up. It landed in the center of the white porcelain with a soft, wet thud. I froze, the water running cold over my hands. I looked down. There, lying in the sink, was a spider. It wasn't a hallucination. It wasn't a shadow. It was a common house spider, its legs curled inward in a defensive posture, twitching slightly as it succumbed to the moisture.

I jumped when he pinch my clit with his two fingers. “Mr Stark,” I whined. “So responsive,” “It’s been too long,” I said lying back down as he continued to rub me. Mr Stark chuckled, looking up at me briefly. “Sweet boy, it hasn’t been that long,” “Shut up,” I said. “It’s not my fault you introduced me to this. And now, I’m addi- oh shit,” my eyes crossed, feeling his mouth close around my clit, sucking hard. His fingers slipped inside of me with east, pumping in and out. “Oh fuck yes. Keep going,” my hand immediately finds his hair, lacing my fingers through it. His tongue flicked my clit, sending me into a spasming frenzy and I curled my toes, my vision blurring. I moaned loudly, arching m

VOLUME TWO: FUTURE RISK Please don't let this be a big hairy spider. Please don't let this be a big hairy spider. With a deep breath I stick my hand in the hole in the drywall, making slow progress. The palm of my hand disappears until I no longer make out even an outline in the shadows. I stop and squint to get a better look, twisting my fingers. "What the fark?" I rip my hand from the hole and drop the green mushy stack. It falls to the floor with a squishy splat.

After all, this huge spider had jumped down from above their heads. The spider was very smart. Seeing that its first attack failed, it climbed up to the trunk by pulling its spider silk. Chu Xun flicked his finger, and the Reincarnation Line shot out and cut off the spider silk. Bang! The spider fell from mid-air and smashed into the ground, leaving a large pit there. Two of its eight strong and barb legs got broken, and it fled with lame legs. Chu Xun couldn't help but smile. "This beast is really smart."

He stood still in the same place, watching his family treasure be taken away by Ding Hao without stopping him. "I'm just an ordinary human martial artist..." Ding Hao wrapped the spider web around his sword. He looked at the Spider Emperor and suddenly thought of something. He stared at him and said, "The spider web can cut a god's body, but your six limbs can control them... If I use your six-legged spider shell to refine six pairs of gloves, I should be able to use them to control the spider web, right?" "You..." The Spider Emperor was stunned for a moment and then roared, "I'm the emperor of my clan. I'll have a fair battle with you. Even if I die, you can't insult my body..."