They get a little stuck

Peter wiggled his way out of Felicia's chest. As much as he enjoyed the familiar soft sensation of her massive rack, he was having trouble breathing.

"Alright, I concede," Peter smiled. "That was a masterful escape."

"Told you," Felicia replied, her hair spreading out across the slide. "Now, let's get out of here."

"Yeah, how are we supposed to do that," Peter grunted as he wiggled his shoulder. The pair were anchored into the slide tunnel by their own bare bodies.

"Oh, that's simple, just grab the walls with your sticky fingers," Felicia said confidently while wiggling her fingers in front of Peters face, "and use the momentum to push us down the slide. Easy."

However, it would not be so easy. Peter's smile vanished after hearing Cat's plan, leaving Felica concerned.

"What's wrong." Felicia asked. Almost immediately, she felt something strange pressing into her stomach. Ten somethings to be exact. Felicia sighed, "Please tell me those aren't your hands."

"They are."

"Can you move them?" Felicia questioned worry seeping into her voice.

"Nope."

Felicia closed her eyes and inhaled deeply through her nose.

"Ok plan B. Can you use your feet."

Peter tried to move his legs, so that the sole of his feet would touch the slide. However, his and Felicia's legs were tangled together, heavily limiting his range of movement.

"Come on come on," Peter begged stretching his toes to try and stick to the slide that was just out of reach. "Damn it. Felicia tell me you've got a plan C?"

"Sure," The Black Cat said with a melancholy tone. "It's where the firemen cut us out of this thing tomorrow morning after some six-year-old finds us trapped in here. Then we get escorting to prison for indecent exposure in a child's play area."

Peter was afraid she was going to say that. He did not want that to happen. Especially because if he did get arrested, the only person he knew that could bail him out was Aunt May and he REALLY didn't want to recount these events to her afterwards. So, fueled by the potential shame of an arrest, Peter summoned all his spider strength, stretched out his legs and was able to stick his big toe to the slide.

"Yes," Peter cheered as Cat silently thanked god.

"Ok Spider now just push us out of here."

"With pleasure," Peter replied as he put all his weight on his toe and pushed down as hard as he could. The two slowly started to slide down again. Their bare bodies scrapping against the rough plastic tube in many less then pleasant ways. Worst of all they remained relatively smooshed together so after pushing them as far as his legs could stretch (which was less than a foot) before they abruptly stopped.

"Are you serious?" Peter asked.

"Don't just sit there," Felicia commanded. "Do it again."

Peter complied. Bending his foot and sticking to the tube again Spiderman pushed the pair another foot. Then another and another slowly inching them closer to the exit. After nearly half an hour of this they weren't much closer to the end of the slide their arms, shoulder blades, and asses starting to feel numb from scrapping against to slide so much.

"God this is taking forever." Felicia whined. "And it is just me or is it getting hot in here."

"Our naked bodies are pressing together in an enclosed space," Peter joked trying to lighten the mood, "Things are going to get sweaty."

Fortunately for our heroes that sweatiness came in handy. For as they uncomfortably moved through the tight space their bodies became more and more slick as they perspirated until eventually when Peter pushed them forwards for the hundredth time, the pair started sliding down the tube independently again.

"Whoa," Felica screamed as she started sliding down the tube again grabbing Peter shoulders in a vain attempt to maintain control. They quickly approached the exit, and the naked pair were excited to be free. However just as they exited the tube and felt the cool night air on their sweaty bodies our naked heroes were abruptly stopped at the end of the tube.

"What?" the pair exclaimed looking down to discover they were again clogging the tube around their hip/ass area.

"God damn it," Felicia cursed as she laid at the foot of the slide, "Bad luck's my thing but this ridiculous.

"Welcome to my world," Peter joked. "Fortunately, this time I have my arms."

Peter immediately grabbed the edges of the slide and pushed down expecting that Felicia and himself would easily pop out. However, something felt...off, as he pressed Spidey felt a familiar tightness around his...penis?

"Hurrgh," Felicia suddenly squealed as Peter began to push. "Stop, stop stop! Please stop!"

Peter lifted his hands off the slide in accordance with Cat's wishes. She was staring at him with a look of both surprise and embarrassment.

"Please don't tell me," Peter begged. Felicia frowned basically confirming his suspicious.

"Spider I think you're inside me."