Spider-Twink

Spider-Man looks over the city, sitting with his back up against a building and his feet keeping him stuck to it, he's currently browsing on his phone, looking at all the Spider-Man appreciation posts people are making online and smiling to himself, glad to know he's making a difference in these people's lives, then he stumbles upon a post about how... round his rear end look in his costume, he briefly looks behind himself at his bubble butt, then back at his phone, falling deeper into a rabbit hole of posts and accounts all about him sexually, "W-wow!... I... didn't realise people actually... felt this way... about me..." he says, blushing hard under his mask, he reads one more post frome someone who says that they would give all the money they have just to see Spider-Man naked, "Okay, that's a little much don't ya think?..." he thinks out loud, then he hears a crash and screaming down below, he puts his phone away and swings down, almost forgetting all about his sex crazed fans.

After saving a bunch of lives and stopping those criminals, Peter Parker returns home exhausted, it's been a while after he moved out of his aunt May's house and into his own apartment, but he's still just barely getting by, having to cut corners so he'll have enough money to pay rent and his job at the Daily Bugle doesn't pay as much anymore since Jameson asked him for pictures of Spider-Man unmasked and he couldn't get them for him, Peter locks his door and sits down at his desk, looking at the image on his computer of a brand new photography camera he desperately wants but can't buy, so he goes back on his phone and looks at more posts about how sexy he is, "People are so weird, they can't even see my face and they think I'm sexy, is it just because of my-" he says as he looks back at his huge, pillowy asscheeks and blushes, then he comes across the person who said they'd pay anything to see him naked, making him start to think, he looks back up at the camera he wants, then at his crummy, bland apartment and back at his phone, "Well... if they said they'd pay anything... why not give the public what they want?" The Spider devil on his shoulder says, "No!, no, Spider-Man is not like that, he's your friendly neighbourhood superhero, and the rest of the neighbourhood doesn't want to see him naked!" The Spider Angel on his other shoulder says, "Please!, it's his body, and if it can help him make a little more money to get the things we both wants and needs, where's the harm?" The devil asks, Peter thinks to himself for a moment, then lust wins over logic as he grabs his mask and gloves before getting naked and putting only those on, "Just one picture, just one picture to see if this can work, and if it doesn't, nobody would even know it was the real Spider-Man" he thinks to himself, he sits in his chair in the corner of the room so nothing else would be in the picture, sits down and creates an account, "The real Spider-Man", "Is that to obvious, if I call myself the real Spider-Man will people not think it's me or will they actually think it's me?..." he thinks before shaking the thoughts out of his head, not wanting to chicken out before he even tries, he readies the phones camera, makes sure his flaccid dick is in frame, does the 'Thwip' symbol with his hand and takes the picture and posts it with the caption, "How much would you pay to see it hard?~", and immediately regrets posting it, people shouldn't see Spider-Man like this, this isn't what a hero does, but as he goes to delete it, the responses already start rolling in, each one naming an even higher price, "Holy crap....." Peter says as he reads them, now there's not a doubt in his mind... he's going to get that camera.