When a spider met an octopus
Chaos ensued in New York City as a brand new ne'er-do-well monikered as Doctor Octopus - due to the four mechanical arms attached to his back, made his villainous debut by robbing a bank.
He had sparked widespread panic inside the financial stronghold. The fear of being tentacle raped drove average joes and hoes to flee rather than gaze at the scientific breakthroughs of the fiend's mechanical arms; two of them being a sissy boy from Queens and his old aunt.
"Peter Parker!" Dr. Octopus cheerfully declared before shifting his glance at the aunt, "And the girlfriend..."
Without even looking back, Peter went out running, shitting his pants as if he was chased by Alex Jones, intimidated into leaving his Aunt alone to fend for herself.
"Peter! Don't leave me, you wuss!" The old aunt screamed.
Doc Ock didn't mind them escaping though, he's only here for the cash.
Aunt May, who was now on her own and collecting clustered gold pieces in her raised up old lady skirt, attempted to flee with the stolen goods she had, but the weight of the accumulated wealth snapped her back forward.
"Oh Mercy! I broke my back!" bellowed Aunt may, "Spinal!"
Doc Ock turned to investigate after hearing her senile moans. He noticed the fragile woman on the floor, who had resumed her currency gathering instead of tending her ailing osteoporosis. With a ferocious glare, the villain said, "Hag! That's my stolen money you're looting!"
Doctor Octopus rushes towards May and coils one of his tentacle around the woman, "I won't be out robbed by a thievin' ninety year old!"
Doc Ock then proceeded to plug an extra arm into May's mouth in order to deepthroat the GILF. It smashed through the obstructing dentures and made its way through the wrinkled neck. Octopus laughed his heart out, satisfied with a conduct so heinous that he should be put to death for it.
While he pumped up the old well, Someone swung past his side in a quick blurry motion, which he could see from his peripheral vision. Doc Ock hurled a bag of money and came close to hitting his target, The Amazing Spider-Man.
"Let her go, Otto Octavius!" demanded the man spider.
Otto laughed, "Yeah? Make me!" He squandered more money by tossing more money bags at the arachnid.
Spider-Man does whatever a spider can, swinging deftly in his spandex suit that was so skintight, every thousand acnes on his asscheeks bulged through and moose knuckles tenting up on his groin area, effortlessly evading projectiles using his spider sense.
"Here's your change!" Spider-Man quipped just as he cleverly shoot his white gooey web into Otto's mouth.
"Blaah! Dagnabit! You've stuck your webs into my business for the last time!" The octopus vomited. "You're getting on my nerves!"
"I have a knack for that" The vigilante retorted.
The two continued to fight. At some point, a punch from the hero knocked Doctor octopus into a deep coma, since Alfred Molina is only human and can't tank a powerful blow from an enhanced human spider, forcing his controlling steel arms to battle for him until he wakes up. That's why he had glasses on so they'll hide his blacked-out eyes and from sheer embarrassment. The tentacles dragged his ragdoll limp body in the air like a Deadman hanging by a noose during the duel. After a grueling battle, Spider-Man finally overcame his foe and entangled all of his robo-arms.
"Curses! Spiderboy!" bellowed Doc ock, struggling to break free.
Spider-Man guffawed, "Looks like it's a wrap." He landed in front of the octopus, seeing no further threat. "The jig is up, four arms, I've got you all tied up,"
Otto affirmed that resisting was futile; he's only a threat when his robo arms are unbound. Given their predicament, he seemed to have no choice except to give himself up; unless...
Suddenly, his pants rips open and out juts his mechanical Octavian wank log, swift as a striking snake, lashing at Spider-Man - whose spider sense failed him because who would expect something as outrageous as an extendable techno-dong.
The startled spider scurried away, but not before being slashed in the crotch. Otto's fifth tendril tears the vigilante's panty open, allowing his tarantula-sized penis to spill out like oxygen masks from plane compartments.
"Peter?..." Aunt may whispered. She recognized that bulky man muscle; the pattern of its wrinkled folds, and the amount of hair it has, balls included. It was obvious, for twenty years she raised it from childhood to adulthood. The revelation made her buckle her knees as she began to drip adhesively from her decrepit old crypt.
Aunt May wasn't the only one captured by the cock's charms, Doc Ock appeared to be enthralled as well, his gaze never straying from the phallus' majesty.
His sudden obsession with penises was called into question by the rapid change in behavior. He was straight the last time he checked, he had a wife for God's sake - a dead wife to be specific - and he fucked her like a man. What may have triggered this gay anomaly. Then he understood why.
"Could it be?" Otto thought and glared at his mecha arms that was staring dead at Spider-Man, "No! You have no rights!"
The tentacles were in love with Spider-Man's own tentacle meat and their influence were rubbing on him, they are turning Doc Ock gay.
"You can boss me around, but changing my sexuality wasn't part of the deal..." Otto resisted the arms; but it was too strong to fight off.
While Doctor Octopus was having a gender crisis, The flow of Aunt May's granny honey trickled on the wrapping tendril, causing it to short circuit and free the lusty grandma
"Halt, hoe! " Otto chased after her.
Given the opportunity, Spider-Man decided to finally end the conflict. He tried to spun his web, but disaster struck; he can't shoot his goo.
"Oh no! What's going on!" the arachnid sobbed. "I cannot ejaculate my webs"
Gay octopus definitely heard that and turned, smiling a perverted grin. Prepared to express his love since love should never be a secret.
"Sterility troubles, Spidey? Octavius diagnosed, "Maybe I can be of assistance... I can make you shoot it"
"And why should I trust you" retorted the half nude spider.
"I literally have the word "Doctor" in my name, Besides it's not like you have other options" Otto said, "Now come on, bend that juicy ass so we can start the exam! Free of charge"
Spider-Man nodded in agreement. Doc ock was the only licensed doctor in the area, and he offered to cure him for free; who could refuse such an offer, especially for a broke superhero like himself? As a result, Spider-Man put his differences aside for the time being, bowed and gaped his anus to begin the doctor's appointment.