A Visit to a Magic House

After his time with Maria Hill, Peter decided to continue searching for a way to escape this universe while still making porn videos of a few of his conquests. Quentin was ALL in for it, after so many views on his Maria Hill video, and was shocked to find a new video file of Peter with a strangely familiar platinum blonde that he'd apparently filmed after returning to his home. Quentin just marvelled at his mysteriously impressive work ethic.

It was sort of a win-win, if you squinted very hard. If he ever did return home, Model Peter would then return to a LOT of money... and perhaps some new children to take care of. There was no way of knowing if this was a permanent switch or not, but if Peter really was going to be improving birth rates the least he could do is provide money for those he created.

But, the problem at hand was first figuring out HOW to return home.

Returning to Dr. Strange, he wanted to double check if the good doctor had any new ideas. He didn't, but he did have some friends that could potentially provide more insight than him and a spell to send him there. Spidey had expected the meeting with Strange's magic friends at the magic monastery to be, well, strange. They'd agreed to help him with his interdimensional troubles, so he was sort of anticipating some weird rituals. Maybe a seance, with some light soul-searching for dessert.

What he hadn't expected was an entire two days dedicated to fighting off a magical demon threat as soon as he'd arrived at the monastery.

Such is the life of a hero with such crummy luck, he supposed. Besides, he blamed himself for the attack, as he often would with any villains showing up anywhere, but this time it was due to it including one of his villains. A demon by the name of Necromancer had done as his namesake would and resurrected a bunch of supervillains to attack the home of the magic users. Spidey had run into a few evil zombies that he'd tussled with previously (like Black Knight, Grim Reaper, and Iron Monger) including one of his 'own' villains, Alistair Smythe. Which was enough for Peter to blame it all on himself.

The battle had been long and difficult, though thankfully the Necromancer demon could only resurrect bodies and not souls. Zombies were tough, and without the extra help, the magic users could have lost to the unending hordes, but eventually the demon was defeated and purged from the world.

So it was time to rest our heroes.

"Whew~ that was one of my rougher team-ups in recent memory." Peter sighed in relief after collapsing back in the living area's soft leather couch. For all the ancient gothic imagery around him, it was clear that the heroes who lived here had converted certain areas into quite the homely experience. A fully stocked bar, nice big TV with games console, a library with books upon books, yeah he could see himself spending quite a bit of time here if he was stuck in some strange magical apocalypse.

Sitting down around him was said team: The Midnight Suns. Stephen had recommended them as, though he was the sorcerer supreme, their connection with the arcane and darker magics could provide Peter with the answers he sought. Currently, their team was composed of quite the collection of powerhouses.

Blade and Ghost Rider had already excused themselves for the night, since their connections to the mystic realms were a little more physical than what Peter was looking for.

So sitting around him on the other chairs were the ones that could get him home.

First there was Wanda Maximoff, aka The Scarlet Witch, major chaos magic user and Avenger who had once rewrote reality to have kids. She'd settled down mentally a lot since then, and she smiled at him in such a sweet way that made Peter forget all about the nastiness in her past even if she clearly didn't, "Well, we couldn't have done it without you, Spider-Man."

Ugh, that smile by itself was enough to bring Peter's mind into horny mode.

He'd avoided thinking too hard about the four women's looks, but now in this relaxing atmosphere it was hard not to notice the brunette as anything but the sexually arousing goddess she truly was. Like the other Avengers Peter had experienced before, Wanda's body looked like it was moulded to perfection by horny clay sculptors. Pouty lips for kissing, delicate features for loving, and a thick ass in a tiny red suit for railing into the night. If not for the other three women in the room being equally as attractive Peter may have just asked her out right then and there.

"Dis is untrue." Retorted Magik. A Blonde/X-Man/sister to Colossus/Queen of Limbo/Russian badass lady. Yes, all those monikers were accurate for Illyana Rasputin, and yes she was just as complicated and interesting as she seemed.

Peter had met her a few times as part of X-Men shenanigans, but her attitude always seemed to be that of apathy towards the Spider. Logan had told him it just takes a while for her to warm up to anyone, but even then he didn't like Peter's chances, due to 'your entire personality' thing as the clawed mutant described.

He'd of argued, but Peter found that even one harmless joke to Magik about the villain they were facing had left her scowling at his entire soul.

Though it was hard to stay mad at her with a body such as hers. Mutants were insanely hot, Peter often wondered if it was just part of the package, and Magik was no different. D cups on a slim waist, beautiful blonde flowing hair that looked like strands of light against her dark attire, with said tight clothing showing off every curve of the Queen of Limbo's devilishly hot body.

"Come on, Illyana. Spidey did good work out there!"

Ah Nico Minoru, so much nicer than her gothic outer layer would suggest.

Starting her hero life as a Runaway, 'Sister Grimm' and her friends had discovered their parents had been part of a ritualistic evil cult, one that they wanted nothing to do with. Spidey had run into them a few times, mostly trying to deter them from being homeless as well as Runaways, but the kids had always been a tight group. That was years ago now, and they'd all grown up and gone their separate ways after a few unfortunate tragedies. She controlled the Staff of One, a magic item that let you use any spell, once.

Peter wouldn't exactly call Felicia a 'goth', but perhaps the darker apparel of Black Cat had made him more open to the goth species. Nico's nice personality certainly helped lessen the impact of the grimmer tropes. It helped that she'd grown into a full-bodied twenty-something over the years, perhaps not as curvy as Illyana or Wanda, her medium breasts and ass really popped with the thin waist of hers. And again, black leather kinda did it for Spidey, especially on a cutie like her.

Magik just shrugged, "Dis may be true. But I refuse to agree with sentiment that I would have failed without him."

"Ignore Illyana. Her ego can sometimes rival Tony Stark's, but as the owner of this land I can definitely appreciate your timely arrival."

Caretaker was the final member of the group that had stuck around. Technically not a 'Midnight Sun', but more just the owner of the monastery. Sara was an immortal redhead with thousands of years of experience as the protector of the magic filled manor. She'd started the two days as grouchy as Magik, yelling at the strange red and blue freak that kept quipping as he fought, she had also warmed quicker to Spider-Man's presence after he held back a rampaging zombie Iron Monger from charging into the old brickwork.

Sara was also quite attractive for an over a thousand year old. She barely looked a day over thirty, with a nice firm muscular form after so many years of hard work behind her. Also she was a redhead. Peter liked redheads.

"Y-yeah, no problem. I sort of agree with both of you, I was probably not needed but happy to help you all too."

"You arrived here with a problem, did you not? Forgive my immortal brain, but I've forgotten what it was Stephen mentioned you needing help with."

"No worries. I honestly nearly forgot about it too." He chuckled, "Basically, I'm actually not from here. And not just this specific corner of Salem, I mean a whole another universe. A little witch lady I saved said I was deserved a 'reward' and swapped me with the Spider-Man from this universe. Preferably, I'd like to at least find out if going back is an option, but both Stephen and Reed have both told me it's impossible."

Caretaker gave him a concerned nod, "Intriguing, I did sense your energy flow seemed to be different than the rest of the universe. But I only assumed that was part of the Spider-Totem that bit you..."

"Perhaps you could find old witch and demand refund." Magik shrugged, "Seems you got rather crummy reward if you are here fighting demons with us."

It was Wanda's turn to reprimand the blonde, "Illyana! He is our guest, please speak to Spider-Man with a little more decorum."

"It's okay. Honestly, I thought it was weird at first too, but I have definitely found a way this could be perceived as a reward."

Nico tilted her head at him, "Really? Did you win the lottery or get to go on tour with your favourite band or something?"

"Not exactly, though some guys from my universe would prefer this universe over winning fifty lotteries."

"I... I am unsure as to what you mean?" said Wanda. They all looked rather confused. Earth was still a cesspit of scum, villainy, pain, hurt, and so much more after all. As Magik said, they'd just spent two days fighting demons for God's sake!

Spidey scratched his neck, "It's probably best if I don't elaborate."

"Why not? It would help us get a clearer picture. Magic is all about honesty." Caretaker explained, crossing her arms under her bust to look stern about wanting to know, "Perhaps if you told us what is so great about this universe we can find the connection to your universe easier."

Well, Spidey knew where this was going. And to be honest, he failed to see why he was fighting it. Two days of zombie hordes had left him feeling stressed and agitated, especially with his new overactive libido kicking in whenever he even looked at one of these female teammates. Even now his cock was beginning to engorge just by being around them and with such tight spandex it was getting harder to hi-

"Bohze Moi!" Magik exclaimed, pointing accusingly at his crotch, "A demon has crawled into his pajamas!"

"No wait!" He quickly jumped up to wave his hands in defence, "It isn't a demon, it's just my penis!"

A quiet pause overlay the still monastery. All four women looking at him with his very clearly defined erection beginning to tent in his red and blue outfit.

"Dude. What?" Was Nico breaking that silence.

Wanda frowned with grim seriousness, "What kind of sorcery is this?"

"We may need to perform an exorcism on this poor man. It seems he is possessed by some sort of female demon that has made him sexually aroused..." Sara mumbled to herself.

"Look, firstly they're not pajamas, they're spandex." He said to Magik, then turning to the rest of the class, "Secondly, no this is not sorcery or possession. My 'reward' was the fact that I come from a universe where men are the horny ones and we get immense pleasure from our dicks, and even then I seem to be overladen with cum since reaching this universe, and my erection doesn't go away even after I did it with three Avengers all ni-"

"SEX!"

All eyes were on Wanda now.

"I mean... sex?" She tried to defend her outburst, "W-we should have sex, Spider-Man! That would... help with the m-magic... location... spell?"

"W-Wanda's right!" Nico nodded, quickly picking up the vibe her friend was putting down, "We need that s-semen for, like, a, uh, w-witch's brew?"

"Dah. 'Eye of newt', 'leg of frog', 'semen of spider'. It is in all the fairy tales."

"Well, if you think it would help?" Spidey shrugged, feeling a little good to be doted on by these four women, sort of feeling the need to tease them just a little, "Is it just one of you I need to have sex with or...?"

The mood of the room changed immediately, suddenly scowls erupted between Magik, Nico, and Sara, all looking like they had already laid claim to the erection in front of them. Only Wanda looked worried for the team, quickly adding, "Uhm, p-probably best if we all have a go? Better for... the magic. A-as long as you can handle that, that is."

Smiling at the delegator, Spidey let off on the tease, "Yeah, I handled three of your teammates at once. I should be fine."

"I am going to kill Janet for not inviting me to that by the way."

"We should use my room for the spell! It's closest and has the biggest bed!" Sara announced with a dramatic stand from her chair.

Though the others quickly followed her orders, Magik did so with a frown and crossed arms, "You just want your room to smell of man spider. OH!" Perhaps the first time anyone had ever done so and lived to tell the tale, Illyana had felt the pinch of fingers against her bare rear.

"Don't worry, you'll all be smelling of man spider soon enough." Peter smirked under his mask.

"You are bad, Spider. I am going to enjoy breaking you."

"Not if I don't destroy you first, sweet cheeks."

Sorry for the more minor character ensemble, but then it is nice to see the grander Marvel universe sometimes. Just remember to go play Marvel's Midnight Suns. (It's surprisinigly good.)