Deadpool's History Lesson

"I want to try something" Deadpool says mischievously"
"Can I do anything to stop you?"
"Nope!" Deadpool says cheerfully

"This is ridiculous, is there a limit to what your doing?"
"Well lets see..."
"Oh come on..."
"Relax I'll make you a deal, let me make one change free of complaints and I'll compromise with you on removing some of my previous fun"
"Whats the change?"
"Its a surprise!"
"best day ever..."

"So...."
"Sure, why not"
"Oh I could think of a number of reasons, but lets not get bogged down in those details. So whats first, those perky pecs?"
"Yes"
"If you insist on me putting them back to normal" Deadpool says to Peter who sighs in relief as the tingling lessons but still remains.
"Dude, this isn't back to normal."
"But that is normal, you've always had sensitive nipples, its why you don't like wearing shirts, too many boners.
"That's... um..." Peter stopped to shake his head. Something felt off, but what Deadpool said was true even if embarrassing. "better, thanks" he finishes.
"Anything for a friend. We are friend's right?" Peter groaned, his head hurt. "I mean I guess... but I'm still pissed off at you"
"I have no idea why that could be"
"Dude, I'm wearing panties at school!"
"Don't blame me for that, you're the one who hates shirts, skimpy underwear is the only approved alternative uniform offered at your high school"
"What..." Peter's headache got worse, "That's not the point, panties wouldn't be a problem with a normal sized dick"
"But Peter, I didn't change the size of your dick, you've always been that hung"
"Oh fuck" Peter grabbed his forehead as the pain throbbed, he felt dizzy... "What was I..."
"You were probably also about to blame me for your hungry ass"
"I..."
"That's just genetics, you've got a hungry ass, nothing to do with me" Deadpool says, his smirk almost audible. Peter was confused, his headache peaking suddenly before it started to fade. He knew he was pissed at Deadpool, but he wasn't sure why, everything he said was true.