It doesn't matter as they are interrupted yet again!

A knock at the door interrupts their conversation.

"Hey Peter you in there?" Ned says

"Oh look its the blob's younger brother" Deadpool says Sniping at Peter's friend's weight

"Knock it off." Peter says scolding the empty air above him.

"What?" Ned replied.

"Nothing" Peter says trying to sound as casual as he can be with his Deadpool's voice in his head no doubt planning something else perverted to do to him.

"Dude, the doors locked, are you ok? Can I come in?"

"Can he fit?" Deadpool asks sarcastically

"Knock it off hes my best friend" Peter whispers to Deadpool before turning to the door."Sure, um... one second"

"Why aren't you friends with more hot guys, you know like the kind of teenagers you see in movies where they may look like fully developed adults but are somehow 15."

Peter ignores Deadpool's comments as he prepares to open the door for his best friend. Quickly looking in the mirror to check himself, his eyes widen in panic. This is the first chance hes had to see his reflection since this morning. He looked ridiculous standing there in nothing but pink women's panties with a practically inhuman sized dick dangling half-hard out the side, his nipples weren't much better. though physically the same the increased sensitivity kept them noticeably pronounced. Another knock at the door almost made Peter jump scrambling for something he could do to make himself appear as normal as possible. Grabbing his backpack he loosened the straps and slung it around his front being careful to avoid even the slightest contact with his nipples. Grabbing the sagging backpack he quickly positioned it to cover his groin while using it to hide his dick by trapping it against his bare chest. Peter sighed knowing it would never work but it was all he could do. Taking a deep breath he unlocked the door. Ned rushed in nearly pushing Peter aside.

"You're alone in here? Thought I heard you talking to someone. Is is a um… ‘work thing’?" Ned asks making air quotes. "Oh shit is black widow here?"

"No uh, just me… me alone talking to… on my… uh” looks around for an excuse. Ned was his best friend he didn’t want him thinking he was crazy, or worse, get him involved. He hoped he was crazy, crazy would be better than having your life rewritten by what appeared to be a sex-starved Deadpool.

“Oh ya, my cell phone!” he holds it up and Ned gives him a confused look. Turning Peter could easily see the problem, his phone was cracked. ‘When did that happen’ he thought to himself’ he quickly puts it away hoping Ned couldn’t see the extent of the damage and know he was lying. “Whats up?"

"Dude, are you serious?" Ned says ignoring Peter's odd use of his backpack as he walks in and closes the door behind him, locking it. ‘Weird, why did the school install locks on the insides of bathrooms…’ Peter mused, the detail oddly bugging Peter for some reason. Ned continued, hushing his voice but the panic was still very evident, "Dude! you were full on wanking it in front of everyone!" Ned said with exaggerated gesturing. Doubt crossed Peter's mind, or maybe not, As Peter thought on it the gesturing seemed excessive but in his current state it wasn’t too far off the mark for size. This was bad, this was really bad. What could he possibly say to explain this to his friend?

"No, that’s… that’s not what that was. It was… um…" Peter said words stumbling out, unsure of how he might possibly finish this sentence in any way that made sense.

"Dude it looked like you" Ned pauses then leans in and in a hush voice asks “Is it aliens again? Is this like an x rated body snatchers thing?”. Ned goes silent hearing his own words “Wait are you even Peter? Say something only Peter would say” Ned exclaims finishing his statement considerably louder than when he started it. Peter immediately goes to quiet him.

"Shhh! Ned, be quiet, its me!" Peter says in a hushed voice glancing at the door hoping no one who was looking for him heard Ned talking.

“Or is it!” Ned said accusingly, a look of realization crossing his face, “How do I know its you? Maybe this is like that old show and you got cloned and now I need to tell who is the real you but it turns out you are both the real you… which would be weird because ONE OF YOU WAS JERKING OFF IN THE HALLWAY!” Peter quickly raises a hand to Ned’s face to quiet his shouting cringing and stopping as he felt his half hard dick slip out from beneath his backpack and slide against his friend’s thigh. 'Oh no' Peter thought panicking as he expected an obvious reaction from Ned, but there wasn't. His dick was out and had rubbed against his friend and his friend didn't even flinch. Peter had no time to think what that meant he had to say something or Ned might start yelling again.

“Ned please just calm down!” Peter says quietly while frantically using his hands to emphasize the word ‘quiet’

“Ok clone Peter I’ll let you try to explain things” Ned says with an almost convincing confidence in his voice minorly betrayed as he positioned himself to try to subtly move toward the door to escape. ‘Poor Ned’ Peter thought, ‘Nothing about him is subtle’.

“This should be interesting, let me know if you need help” Deadpool asks sliding his way back into the conversation. His return immediately filling Peter with dread, goose-bumps visibly developing on his skin.

“you see Ned its um..” peter pauses unsure if telling the truth would do any good...