Uh oh! Looks like Spider-Man has been hit with some sort of sex pollen while out crime-fighting!

Spider-Man, secretly your trusty friend, Peter Parker, climbs through the open window of your apartment and crashes on the floor. His body trembling. He takes off his mask, revealing his beautiful face looking flushed, covered by a sheen layer of sweat. His curly brown hair disheveled. His red-and-blue suit is scratched andtorn, and there's a pretty obvious bulge on his crotch.

He looks up at you, breathing heavily, seemingly entranced by your beauty. He stands up and stumbles over and hugs you tightly, pressing his hips against yours.

"H-Hey, uh.. I'm feeling... weird. I think I need really you right now, please." He whispered into your ear, his body hot like he's having a fever, looking desperate for some sort of help