MARVEL:ABSOLUTE EVOLUTION (AU)

[Unknown POV]

Peter tossed and turned in his sleep, his mind trapped in a nightmare. He found himself back in Midtown High School, but everything around him felt wrong. The halls were crowded with students, yet an unsettling tension hung in the air. His hands clenched tightly around a vial—the vial—the Lizard serum he had taken, hoping to become like her, Ghost-Spider. He had wanted to be strong, to fight by her side, to be more than he was.

But as the serum coursed through his veins, everything changed. His body began to warp and twist, the transformation not into a hero but into something monstrous. Pain exploded through him; bones cracked, skin split and his vision blurred with fury. The will of the beast took control, and all he could feel was an overwhelming urge to destroy everything in his path.

He crashed through the doors of the prom, his monstrous form breaking through the walls. Screams filled the air as students scattered, and Peter—now the Lizard—stomped forward, driven by instinct. The creature had fully taken over, and all he could think about was devastation.

Peter's thoughts were in a mess. He didn't know what was happening, but he was sure he was in a dream, unable to take control of his body. It was as if he were trapped, only able to watch as he became a lizard-like monster who killed students and destroyed his surroundings with a deep, guttural roar

And then she appeared. Gwen. Ghost-Spider. Her eyes locked with his, and for a brief moment, Peter saw hesitation in her gaze. But it vanished in an instant.

The next thing he felt was excruciating pain. Gwen wasn't hesitant anymore. She launched herself at him, her punches landing with brutal force. Each hit felt like a battering ram against his ribs, cracking them with terrifying precision. His body shuddered with each blow, and the pain was unlike anything he had ever experienced. He tried to fight back, to call out, but it was as if the world had turned to white-hot agony.

"ENOUGH, GWEN!" Peter screamed, but the words were lost as another punch landed. His vision began to blur, the world spinning as Gwen's fists pummeled him into submission. The pain became unbearable, his body on the verge of breaking.

Then, everything went black.

…

Peter awoke with a panic, his heart pounding in his chest. Sweat drenched his body, and his breath came in ragged gasps. For a moment, the remnants of the nightmare lingered, the weight of the dream pressing down on him. He was back in his room, in his bed, safe. But the vividness of the pain, the violence, the helplessness... it all felt far too real.

The door to his room suddenly burst open, and Aunt May rushed in, her face pale with concern. She had heard his shout, and her eyes were wide with worry. Before Peter could even sit up, she crossed the room and enveloped him in a tight embrace.

[Peter's POV]

'Damn… why did I have to dream about that fucking nightmare?' I asked myself, annoyed, as my face rested on Aunt May's ample chest. I was trying to stay calm, not freak out. That dream was too surreal, and it wasn't a coincidence. 'Hmp… Gwen…' My eyes turned cold, and then I heard May's worried voice.

"Peter, are you okay?" she asked, her voice shaking. "You screamed so loudly... I thought something was wrong."

I tried to catch my breath, still shaken by the dream. It felt so real, like I had been there, like I'd truly felt that pain. But slowly, the reality of it began to slip away, even though the memories of the nightmare clung to me like a shadow.

"I'm fine, Aunt May," I said quietly, though the words didn't sound convincing, even to me. My mind was still racing, but the weight of the nightmare began to lift, slowly fading in the comfort of her embrace.

Aunt May held me tighter as my face got buried between her soft breasts, her voice soothing as she murmured, "You're safe now, Peter. It was just a dream."

"Mhm… it was just a dream…" I mumbled as she looked at me. "What happened? Why did you call Gwen's name?" she asked, confused.

"It was just a nightmare, May," I smiled reassuringly. How could I tell her that Gwen had brutally killed me? She would freak out or something.

"Peter, listen to me. You don't have to go through this alone, and please don't hide anything from me," she said, looking down at me, her words sounding a little shaken.

"If something happens to you, I don't know what I would do…" she said, her eyes tearing up.

"Huh. May, calm down… please…" I frowned, seeing her this vulnerable. I felt a pang of guilt and sadness as I realized she had no one else but me. "I'm here, and I'm sorry for making you worry." I sighed and pulled her into my embrace tightly.

"Mhm…" May murmured as her hands wrapped around my body, but I could feel her hands tracing down my form.

"You've been changing so fast; sometimes I wonder, are you a mutant?" she joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"What if?" I replied playfully as her slender finger traced my face. "Your skin is softer than mine! And you're becoming muscular How??" she asked, shocked.

"Of course, it's the effect of exercises, May. You can join me if you want" I grinned.

…

After Aunt May left to cook breakfast, I took a shower"But really… that dream felt like a warning…" I mumbled as I looked into the mirror at my half-naked reflection, which had changed a lot after yesterday's gene fusion—broad shoulders, defined muscles in all the right places, and silky long hair.

"What…" I focused on my eyes as they shifted from brown to a light neon blue. "Woah… I can see all around, even behind my back. No one can ambush me," I smirked, recalling the ability I got from the jumping spider—almost a 360° view.

"I feel like it's going to change my eyes slowly," I chuckled and tried to relax as the 360° view reverted to normal. "Hah, it's good because seeing all around feels weird..."

"Gwen should be on her way here; let's give her a surprise," I smiled playfully and took out a purple-white skin-tight suit that resembled Ghost-Spider but of better quality, along with a web shooter I had prepared for her.

I already knew how to sew and knit, and with the money I had, it wasn't hard to buy costumes and improve them. I just had to make my suit, but I was confused about what design and colour I should choose—red or black.

"Ugh... Fuck it..." I cursed, knowing that becoming a world-famous Spider-Man was important for my long-term plan. I had to be careful.

Suddenly, the door to my bedroom swung open, and I thought it must be Aunt May, but...

"Peter… I…" Gwen entered with her usual cheerful tone, but something unexpected happened and everything slowed down.

'Was Gwen this beautiful?' I wondered.

Bright blond hair resembling sunshine, blue eyes like the colour of the deep sea, white skin, and healthy as a girl who was growing up.

Was Gwen Stacy always this beautiful?

I walked to Gwen slowly, dazed. Each step brought me closer to her, and I felt my heart beat faster. A primitive desire surged within me—I had to make her mine.

Ahh ~! She is so beautiful; I want to hug her and kiss her. I want her to be mine.

"Peter ~" Gwen approached me with a breathless expression. I could see the desire and need in her eyes.

Oh, I understood; she wanted me as much as I wanted her.

I caressed her cheeks with affection. When I touched her face, a shock ran through my body, awakening my desire. I felt my little brother awakening, ready for action.

Breathing heavily, I started stroking Gwen's face and hair.

Gwen also began to caress me; she touched my abdomen, face, and arms. It felt like she wanted to feel my entire body. With a breathless look, she dropped her hands to my raging boner as the towel around my waist fell to the floor. Her tiny, cold fingers tried to grasp my semi-hard cock, and though she couldn't hold it, she caressed it, feeling the heat and need.

When I felt her soft touch on my body, I became even more excited. I embraced her; the moment I hugged her, I inhaled a sweet fragrance.

The scent she emitted was intoxicating, like a sweet drug I couldn't ignore. Every time I smelled it, I felt like she was inviting me to have sex with her, making me lose control.

Gwen was breathing heavily, her body radiating heat, and her slender hand kept rubbing and stroking, which only made me groan in pleasure and something deeper.

"Uhh..Gwen..W..we shouldn't..m" I tried to calm her down, though my body craved more. Suddenly, she latched onto my lips and kissed me deeply.

"Mhm…" I was surprised as her tongue explored my mouth, igniting my desire. 'Fuck. This is too much... I want her.'

I kissed her back, sucking on her sweet lips, and my hands found their way under her skirt, grabbing her buttocks and tracing around her panties. I slowly slipped my finger inside and felt something wet and sticky. 'I see, that's what the sweet smell was...' My finger brushed against her sacred cave, and I felt my last bit of resistance fading. 'Fuck spiders... and their pheromones.' Just as I was about to push my finger deeper, I heard Aunt May shout.

"Peter, come down! Breakfast is ready, and bring Gwen too!"

'I can't do it.. yet…' I gritted my teeth and pulled away from her lips, biting hard on my lip until it bled. "Hah… I almost..." I breathed heavily, noticing Gwen still holding my thick monster and jerking slowly with unfocused eyes.

"Sorry, Gwen… I have to…" I said, and then I slapped her buttocks hard, leaving a red handprint and making her jolt awake with a muffled groan. I was sure her body was strong enough to withstand some inhuman slaps…

// A test chapter and a peak for future events.