Un announced Spider-Man (Patreon)

There wasn’t much left of one of our closest friends after a weekend away at the festival. You see there were six of us earlier in the day, now there was only five of us and all that remained was his trainers.

I had arrived shirtless since we weren’t planning on staying longer than a few hours, now a few hours had turned into a few days and I complained I was cold. He offered to help me out. He didn’t enjoy festivals anyway.

We thought he had maybe brought a spare jumper or maybe he was wearing an extra t shirt underneath his own. But then he started talking weirdly. He said all that would remain would be his trainers and that they were the key to changing him back, no one was to wear them and only the person he helped could ever touch them no one else could even move them out of the way. He then asked me who my favourite marvel character was. I immediately answered, Spider-Man.

As soon as I’d said it he smiled and then his lower legs and upper body started turning red, his upper legs and lower body started turning blue. He reached out his hand which was now also a reddish colour and touched me.

His body and his clothes began to blend and merge with mine. My shorts, underwear, socks and trainers disappeared and the Lycra that he has become rushed to cover my modesty. I was all butt naked in the middle of a field with my friends, nothing strange there was there. I sat down and noticed my dick was between my legs. It seemed bigger . As the final parts of him changed into Lycra he whispered to me.

All that’s left of me now is your suit, your Spider-Man suit and my trainers. I’ll stay as a Spider-Man suit until you turn me back. To turn me back put your hands into my trainers not your feet. Oh by the way enjoy your bigger dick, that’s me in there, my mind making it bigger for you! Don’t let anyone else touch my trainers and above all don’t wea……….

That’s all I got he didn’t finish his sentence I’ve no idea what he was going to say. Whilst it was a nice gesture, him keeping me warm I couldn’t do this to him. I picked up his trainers and put one of my hands inside. My dick for instantly hard and then shrank back down to its normal size. There was something travelling up my torso and down my arm. I felt my hand change. Whatever was happening, I didn’t like it so I pulled my hand out. To my horror my hand had turned into a foot and it wasn’t my foot it was much bigger than my own, must of been his. My hand/ third foot began to throb and get smaller before turning into my hand again and covered with the costume. The presence that had moved there went back to my dick and it got bigger again.

I had no intention of putting his trainers in my hands again whilst we were at the festival. My mate agreed with me. We decided it would be best to take him off. But there wasn’t a zip and the material wasn’t stretchy enough to be taken off. I had no choice but to keep it on. Even if I had got it off my clothes had disappeared now so I would be naked at a festival!

Just then Alex in the blue top took the trainers out of my hand. He immediately transformed into a head piece. He warped himself around me head and face. The trainers flew away and ant caught them. Ant was the one behind me in the hat. Ant became white. He then turned into a silky string and bonded into my hands and wrists. I was now able to shoot webs.

Fuck, no one else is to touch his trainers! I’ll have to wear them. Can’t walk around here without shoes on.

As soon as I did, his voice appeared in my head.

You shouldn’t of done that. Now you’ll never be able to change me back or the others. You are Spider-Man now, only each of us will swap between the suit, the web, the mask and your body every 24 hours. I hope your happy