Into The Subberverse

• Commissioned by Joey

"Ahhh finally… it’s taken years… it’s taken so much of my life… but finally… it’s alllll been worth it… for this...” he moaned, imagining the heavenly things that were going to take place in his home. “Oh what a beautiful day… I wonder what they’ll do, I wonder what they’ll say…? Nnnghmhmhm… you lovely, lovely girls… you’re about to be in my web now… ahaha… nyahahahah...”

Neil Tristanby was a unique man to say the least… the heavyset fellow had somehow gotten his hands on a device of truly incredible power seemingly stripped straight out of science fiction… of course he found it long ago, in the wreckage of a high stakes battle that had taken place years back, one that he was only privy to by what news coverage there was of it. But what he saw, the photos and videos taken… he sure did love…

Of course the device was all but trashed, destroyed beyond repair. Atleast that was intent… how this man even managed to procure it is anyone’s guess. But how he would ever somehow fix it merely going off of what little of it he had left to study, even with several years worth of work, trial and error… well there was only one explanation for that. 

Sheer obsession. His life had been dedicated to it ever since he laid eyes on it, gleefully shutting himself away from everything around him and concentrating on this one goal… this one sick, sad little goal.

And now… he’d achieved it. The device was whirring… looking highly out of place inside his room. It was a standard house he lived in save for the fact that it was filled to the brim with memorabilia. For the short time they were on the Earth, he’d managed to find plenty of imagery and dolls made in the honor of his two favorite people, and Lord only knows what he’s done with them…

“Oooohh… I don’t know if I’m… really prepared… should I have tried to dress for the occasion…?” the rather messy man asked aloud. “Hmm… no, I actually think they’ll respond better… if I greet them like this… better for me anyway... eheh… besides… I’ve waited far too long already… now that it’s finally ready, I couldn’t bare another moment… nyeheheh, it’s time! Yes…!”

He activated the device’s bizarre but wondrous ability… the incredible mass accelerator with the power to rip through dimensions, taking people from their own reality and pulling them into his, willingly or not. In a flash of light, the air around the machine seemed to bend and blur unnaturally… cosmic forces so casually and flagrantly abused for the most base of all purposes…

And then… in that next moment, there they were, right there in his bedroom. Right where he wanted them…

Spider-Woman and Peni Parker, two of the many spider-powered superheroes that had saved the multiverse, had been living their lives and superhero careers as normal for the years since… but now they were back in this reality.

Spider-Woman, known by some as Spider-Gwen, was an alternate version of the beautiful blonde Gwen Stacy, who in her timeline was the one bitten by the radioactive spider and became the web-slinging hero of New York. Her costume was black and white with pink webbing patterns going up her arms and on the inside of her white hood. Her mask was white with wide blank eyes outlined in pink. Somewhat out of place looking bright blue ballerina slippers adorned her feet. The suit was of course lovingly form-fitting, tight enough to make out every beautiful curve.

Peni Parker by comparison didn’t have a superhero outfit, atleast not in the usual sense. Her messy dark hair went down to just above her shoulders, framing her pretty face. The distinctly Japanese schoolgirl’s outfit was filled out quite nicely these days, though she wasn’t as busty as Gwen. In her universe she had one of the more elaborate backstories, but the short version is that she’s physically linked to a large mech suit, one that suspiciously shared the color palette of the classic Spider-Man. She would normally be piloting it from inside of course but as she was currently on break, she happened to be casually sitting atop it as she was pulled into this reality along with it. 

“What… the hell?” Gwen uttered, understandably taken aback and needing a moment to get her bearings.

“Huh…?” Peni blinked, similarly surprised. She scanned around and spotted Neil standing just before her, grinning as he looked right up her skirt. She yelped and scooted backwards on her mech, covering herself up. 

“Peni…?” Gwen asked, noticing her rather stand-out presence.

“Hm? Oh, hey! It’s… been a while!” she greeted her with a nervous smile, obviously uncomfortable with the circumstance.

Gwen turned to Neil, staring him down. “What’s going?” she asked without a hint of humor in her voice. She wasn’t looking to mess around, recalling how haywire everything became the last time something like this happened. “Where are we and why?”

“Yeah, and just who the heck are you?!” Peni cried out.

“...Ohhh how beautiful… even more beautiful in person… just like I always imagined...” Neil shuddered as he wrapped his arms around himself. 

“Oh, that’s not a great answer...” Gwen sighed.

“Okay, I’m already weirded out… can you take me back home please?” Peni pleaded.

“Mmmm sorry my darling but you’re not going home until I say so. That goes for both of you.” he breathily replied. “I’ve spent far too long working for this to let it go so quickly… I’ll make absolute sure it lasts. After all, I’m the only one that can bring you back… and that puts you at my mercy...”

Gwen crossed her arms, her reply dripping with sarcasm. “And does our new lord and master have a name?”

“Lord and Master works just fine!” he answered, without a hint of irony in his voice. “Mmm… if you must have an explanation, you can consider me a fan of yours… a fan that’s been pining for the two of you every waking moment for the past five years...”

“Okay wow, that’s definitely not okay!” the 19-year-old Peni noted as she slid down her mech to come up to face him. “Listen here, whatever you brought us here for, we are 100% not interested!”

“Oh what I brought you here for is very, very simple...” he explained with a wicked grin. “I neeeed you two girls… to sub for me!”

Spider-Woman cocked her head. “...Beg pardon?”

“Ohhh you heard me… I’m a born dom and I’ve dreamed of having you under me for the longest time, begging to serve me in every single way I desired...” he hissed. “Gasping and moaning with delight every time I sat on you or stepped on you… nnngggh I want nothing less than to control your every waking second… as you bow to me… and treat me like the enormous, powerful man that I am...!”

The two women briefly gave each other a look, sharing in their disbelief. They then looked back to Neil… and simultaneously sprang into action, both of them leaping forward as their legs lashed out in unison. 

Gwen’s graceful foot smashed brutally into Neil’s face, breaking his glasses as well as flattening his nose. Peni meanwhile kicked deeply into his groin, the toe of her Mary Jane shoes blasting directly into his testicles. Showing incredible synchronicity, both jump kicks connected at the same time, and of course either one alone would’ve easily dropped the wimpy Neil, so he collapsed in a heap from this double team attack.

As he groaned in immense pain on the floor, Peni clapped her hands like she was trying to brush chalk dust from them. “Welp, that takes care of that. Let’s see if we can figure out how to make that machine work and go back ourselves...”

“What, you’re really content after just one shot?” Gwen asked. “This guy deserves a lot worse before we call the cops on him and make our leave. And as good as it felt caving his face in, I’m not even close to satisfied with that… you heard what he wanted us to do. Ripping us from our worlds just to be his little sex toys? Ugh...”

“Hrrmmm, I guess you’re right. We can play with him a little longer.” Peni shrugged, with a little smirk. “I mean he did spend five years to get us here… the least we could do is give him a beating that’s worth the effort~!”

“Nnnggh… I will… rule you...” Neil mumbled.

Gwen stepped up to lord over him, planting her foot in his chest as she glowered down at him. “We’re your rulers now, little man...”

She grabbed him by his greasy hair and yanked him up to his feet. Latching tightly onto his shoulders, with a loud grunt she buried her knee into his groin, forcing a loud howl of misery from him. Again grasping onto his hair to keep him standing as she stepped to the side, Gwen pelted his chest and stomach with a series of crisp roundhouse kicks, before vaulting into a graceful cartwheel kick that caught him in the side of the head, dropping him like a sack of potatoes. 

“Hooh! This guy makes a great punching bag… maybe I should take him home with me.” Gwen chuckled. “Beating him senseless is a great way to relieve stress!”

“Heheheh, lemme try, lemme try!” Peni squeaked.

She rushed over to him and proceeded to hop up, both feet landing hard on his chest, forcing a deep-ladened wheeze from him. 

“Wow, you’re right! This is great!” she giggled, as she stamped her feet alternatingly, trampling his torso. She was content that even if he were getting more upskirts out of this - and he was - he was likely in no position to enjoy them. She seemed to be enjoying herself quite a bit, cheering and laughing as she turned and jumped, both feet crashing into his soft midsection, before another jump of course landed on his crotch.

Neil was utterly devastated by this, too much to even be able to speak, though if he could he’d definitely just earn himself even more pain in the process. Gwen came over to him again and pulled him to his feet, before roughly shoving him against the wall, hitting it with enough force that a nearby wall shelf came undone, one side tipping over and spilling the many Spider-Woman and Peni Parker dolls from it. 

Gwen made it seemed as though she was about to catch him in the throat with a high kick, but she stopped short and instead merely pinned him to the wall by his adam’s apple. “So is this going how you imagined? Because it sounded like this was basically what you wanted...” she asked, tauntingly. 

“There’s certainly domination involved! And atleast a fair bit of being stepped on!” Peni added as she skipped towards the two, with a little giggle. 

His response was choked and gagging. Gwen rolled her eyes behind her mask as she lowered her foot. “What was that…?”

“This… is all wrong...” he gasped. “I’m supposed to… r-rule you...”

“Wait, so you don’t like it?” Peni inquired, sounding genuinely confused. “Then… what’s up with that?”

As she asked this, she pointed to his crotch… where a small but undeniable bulge had formed in front of his pants. Gwen snickered to herself. “Oh wow, look at that… for your sake I hope it’s not at full mast yet, ‘cause if so… I’m gonna start feeling bad for you.”

“H-How dare you...” he growled.

“I mean, come on… is THAT what you were going to dominate us with?” Spider-Woman teased, pointing at his manhood. “Give us a little credit, dude. You’d have to come at us with a waaaay bigger weapon than that!”

“Don’t insult… your God!” he croaked.

“You will never be our God!” Peni defiantly replied.

“I’m talking about… my cock…!” he yelled.

Even with all the weirdness they’d born witness to that day, this sentiment still caught them off-guard. Gwen asked, “Uh, say that again?”

“My cock… is your new God! My cock rules your world, controls your lives!” he shouted. Neil then dared to spread his legs and point directly at his less than impressive erection. “You will bow down to my manhood… you two! Will WORSHIP! MY! COCK!”

They didn’t even have to share a glance to get in unison this time, as Peni and Gwen simultaneously launched kicks into his groin, their shins utterly rocking his genitals with resounding dual thuds. His scream of anguish was piercingly high pitched and distinctly unmanly.

The two girls high fived as he dropped to his knees in severe pain. Peni then began to whisper something into Gwen’s ear. Gwen nodded, smirking under her mask. “Oooh, very nice… I like this side of you.”

Peni rushed over and entered her mech suit as Gwen dragged Neil’s tubby body over to the middle of the room. In a flash, she’d webbed him up, forcing him to hang from the ceiling, entirely helpless as his arms and legs were caught in the webbing. Gwen stood on his back, showing how resilient the webs really were, and of course putting some pressure on the small of his back. Meanwhile, Peni’s beloved Sp//dr rumbled below him. She had it lying down, looking up at the suspended, hapless pervert.

After giving a little wave, the mech proceeded to pummel him with rapid-fire, high-powered punches from the large fists, running all across his face down to his feet for a good ten seconds before finally relenting. She scooted away as Neil groaned, dazed… so much so he barely knew what happened when Gwen undid her web and let him crashland facefirst on the floor.

“How you feeling down there? Comfy?” Gwen asked. “Or was the little web hammock better…? Oh wait, I shouldn’t ask you! I should be asking my new God…!”

As she exited the mech, Peni was a little startled to see Gwen grabing Neil by the waistband, and yanking off his pants. She proceeded to rip the underwear right off of him and roll him over, exposing his fully erect three inches to the world. 

“Bahahahaha, it actually is all the way hard, isn’t it?!” Gwen asked, holding her stomach as she pointed and laughed. “Oh wow, that’s tiny...”

Peni cracked up as well, though she could only look through slit fingers. “Ewwwww! Hahahaha, oh my God, it’s so gross…! What are you doing, showing me that? Cover that little thing up! Nyeheheheh!”

“Alright, alright… heh, watch this...” Spider-Woman answered, before shooting out a little more webbing, just a touch… just enough to snugly wrap his pecker in, like a silk condom. It was a comical sight, and Gwen’s laughter increased tenfold upon seeing what she’d done. Peni was actually on the floor laughing about his freshly webbed dick.

“Ahahahahaha, wow! Th-that’s the funniest thing I’ve ever seen…! Ahahahaha!” said the absolutely hysterical schoolgirl.

“Heheheh, I made sure it was tight enough… so it didn’t hide the size at all… hahahah, oh man that looks ridiculous...” Gwen cackled.

Neil groaned as if miserable about this, his wimpy body so wracked with the anguish that he couldn’t even muster the strength to cover himself up. 

“Heh… he looks like he’s about ready for a nap.” Gwen snickered. “Has it been a long day for you, little guy…? Well that’s okay… let me help you get to sleep...”

Spider-Woman leapt up with remarkable grace before landing hard onto Neil, mounting him, her shapely backside crashing into his abdomen. She then leaned forward and reached an arm around his neck, pulling him into an Inverted Dragon Sleeper chokehold! As he squirmed, she made sure he was still fully able to see Peni behind her as she stepped up gleefully between his legs. He noticed she was holding a smart phone…

“Say cheese! ...Oh wait, you can’t talk right now, eh? That’s okay, I’ll just assume you’re saying it in spirit~” Peni joked, before snapping shots of his laughable manhood, his short dick caught in a tight web, his balls swollen to nearly the size of your average pair hanging just beneath it. She made sure to get it from several angles. “Mmm, definitely gonna share this when I get home...”

As Neil was utterly helpless to do anything about this, Gwen relented and rolled off of him, pushing him up to a seated position, forcing him to look up close at the candid shots Peni had taken of his peni. With her futuristic phone the photos were truly high definition, as if his lacking genitals were genuinely being rubbed in his face.

Gwen then yanked him down into a Rear Naked Choke, pushing his head betwixt her breasts as her arms interlocked around his throat, and her powerful, lengthy legs scissored around his stomach for good measure. He was wholly, thoroughly trapped, overpowered and completely at their mercy.

All he could do was scream and groan, and even that seemed very ill-advised as it was doing little but waste his already fleeting breath.

“Shh, shh, shh, relax little guy...” Spider-Woman cooed in his ear, as his squirming saw his head grind against her ample breasts. “If you calm down, you’ll… well, you’ll be in this position longer and it’ll make me real happy~”

“Me too!” Peni cheered, as she stepped out of her shoe and gently pressed her bare foot against his silk-covered cock. “Hahahaha, why do I find this so funny?!” she asked herself, unable to contain her giggle in the slightest as she pushed her foot up and down on his member, gas pedaling his dick.

“Man, and you wanted to dominate us...” Gwen added with a little ‘tsk’ before wrenching on her choke hold even tighter. “Doesn’t this feel so much more natural to you? ...We’re the super-heroes here. And you don’t even qualify as a villain. You’re just some creep looking to compensate for everything he sorely lacks… you’re sad. So sad, I almost want to stop hurting you… buuuut I have this weird feeling that if the roles were reversed, you wouldn’t let up even if I were begging… in fact, begging is exactly what you wanted to hear so… you know what, I’m not even close to wanting to show you mercy. I’d never wanna let you free on the streets in any dimension!”

With this in mind, she clung even tighter and he was fading fast. His choked groans lowered in volume and lessened in frequency, turning into meek whimpers of pain and despair. His struggling began to slow as well, his body gradually going limp - with the exception of his dick, though that was harder to confirm at this stage - as he began succumbing to the oxygen-depriving choke…

Just as he was about to drift off into unconsciousness, Gwen released him. “On second thought, you don’t deserve to go to sleep quite yet.”

“But you do deserve this!” Peni yelled, before lifting her leg up high, her skirt riding quite a bit, until she stomped down with all her might, her bare foot crashing into his exposed, increasingly fragile balls.

This bolted him to sitting upright, again howling his girly shout of anguish. He was still dazed of course, so much that it took him a moment to realize that his position was putting even more pressure onto his stomach, as Gwen’s body scissor persisted. It similarly took him a moment to realize that, as he was screaming like that, his face filled with pain and shame, Peni had snapped another quick photo of him. 

“And now I’ve got the face to go with the dong!” Peni announced. “This will get a lot of views, no doubt!”

Gwen sunk tighter into the bodyscissors, letting him feel her lucious and feminine, yet thick and powerful thighs as they locked like a vice around his midsection. With a lengthy groan of effort, she gave him a big squeeze as Peni reared her foot up again, this time to simply press it mockingly against his face, pushing her heel against his mouth, the balls of her foot between his eyes… at one point even squeezing his nose with her toes, laughing and snapping more shots all the while.

“I’m beginning to wonder about what you’ve been getting into since I saw you last...” Gwen laughed.

“I won’t tellll~” Peni replied with a wink. “Heheh, nah I’m just kidding… I just know what gets attention is all.”

With that, she added a quick stomp to his face, straightening him back out, and landing his head right back into Gwen’s chest. 

“Oh, so you’ve returned.” Gwen joked. “I guess you like it in there… no surprise. I bet you wish you could turn around and really motorboat ‘em… yannow, without having your ribs crushed between my legs. Heh, bet you never imagined you’d be in so much pain while you were touching them… makes you wish you never even laid eyes on me, doesn’t it? ...Well, too late now...”

She was just about putting her all into that bodyscissors, she was enjoying herself so much that she had to remind herself not to go full gore, as with him just being a regular weakling, there would be very real chance of her killing him that way. 

At that point though, the thought of how easily she could kill him was something that brought her plenty of enjoyment… she would never do it, of course, but it was empowering to think about how effortless it’d be to just destroy this guy. It was a new thought, and probably an extremely dangerous one… but she’d happily deal with the ramifications of it AFTER she was finished with him.

“You think he’s got his wind back yet?” Peni asked.

“I dunno, it’s probably hard for him to catch his breath when I’m doing this...” Gwen chuckled, genuinely pleased with his suffering. “Ah, if I had to figure though, he’s probably got most of his air back in his lungs by now.”

“Cool… ‘cuz uh… well, I wanna choke him too!” Peni replied, excitedly. “Can we trade, can we trade?!”

“What kind of friend would I be if I said no?” Spider-Woman answered, with a wink that Peni obviously couldn’t see. She liked to think that she felt it though, in her heart… “By all means, choke him right out!”

Gwen released her bodyscissor and stood as Peni walked over to Neil, towering over him with a mischievous smile on her face. “Hmmm, now how do I wanna do this…? There’s any number of ways...”

He looked up at her with pure fright in his eyes, so much so that it almost seemed exaggerated. It was the only reaction he could put forth, his voice hoarse from the screaming and choking and his already weak body becoming all the more useless by the moment during their prolonged domination. And while Peni was no sadist, it was hard to feel any sympathy for someone like him. Even she found herself laughing at his pain… and again letting him see the photos she’d taken of his disgraced face.

As this went on, Spider-Woman scanned the room, looking with contempt at all the posters and framed pictures, any kind of memorabilia you could think of, all depicting herself and Peni. “...Man you really are an obsessive creep. I didn’t even stop to look at just how much shit you have in here until now… and you know what? I don’t like it. I don’t like that you have it and I don’t think you should.”

This trip had made her feel quite brazen and she wanted to really demean this guy, so she began shooting webs and swiping away, knocking everything over, ripping at posters, just tearing his whole room asunder. Neil could only see this out of the corner of his eye as Peni hopped up and down with glee. “Eeeeee, I figured it out! I know exactly what to do! Ohh, you’re gonna love this…!”

With that, Peni went down and, like Gwen before her, sat him up for a moment just to help position herself right. As she laid down, she pulled him towards her, the nape of his neck resting against her crotch… he could feel the lace of her panties as she wrapped her legs around his throat, her thighs clenching him tightly. 

“Oooh, that feels interesting...” Peni cooed, as she locked her legs tightly, curling them together to create as much of a vice out of them as possible, looking to choke the life out of the creep who brought her here. “Unngh, take that! Heheh, how is that? That feel good? I bet it doesn’t… I bet it sucks~!”

Once again he squirmed for his life, all for naught. The scissor just became tighter and tighter as she pulled to her side, taking his whole hefty body with her, forcing him on his side. She pushed off of the floor, gaining a lot of leverage as she all the more pressure on his neck. Her bared legs, which had grown quite long and strong in the past few years of crime fighting, truly controlled him with ease.

Just to rub in the humiliation of it all, a giggling Peni pulled her skirt up and laid it onto his face, covering it from view as she continued her devastating headscissor. She was no sadist, she never once thought she’d enjoy hurting someone this much, even criminals… but he was such a nasty, worthless individual and even beyond that, there was just something about him that made him innately easy to punish.

But while Peni dominated his body, and Gwen continued wrecking his room, both fully in the belief that they were making him miserable… the skirt hiding his face was actually quite convenient, as it also hid his smile. A smile he’d been struggling to hold back the entire time he was being beaten.

He was no dom… he was one of the biggest subs you’ll ever find. His dream was always to be dominated by his idols. But he knew they’d never do it to him if he asked for it, they’d never touch him at all if they knew…

It was his plan, then, to goad them into by antagonizing them and claiming he wanted the exact opposite. It worked to perfection… the only issue was how difficult it was for him to hide his pleasure. He was fortunate that they didn’t suspect him after seeing his erection; they were much too distracted by the lack of length and girth to think too hard about why it was there in the first place.

The webbing around his dick was also quite convenient, unexpectedly… as it made it impossible for them to realize he actually came halfway through Gwen’s chokehold, and was right on the edge of another during Peni’s headscissor. Even seeing Spider-Woman ransack his room was a lovely little surprise… he didn’t mind at all, loving nothing more than being demeaned and beaten by beautiful women.

Sure, he’d go to jail for his actions… locked up for kidnapping and trying to force himself on them, no small crimes… but in his sick little mind it was more than worth it for the domination of a lifetime. 

It wasn’t even over and already the experience was swirling in his head… every lovely brutal shot, every vicious hold, every insult, everything they ever did to hurt and embarrass him… it was all so beautiful to him. He knew this day would last with him forever… it would sustain him for the rest of his days…

He allowed himself a quiet sigh of bliss as he came again within his webbing, all too thankful for it’s existence… and he was even more thankful to find just how into his beating they’d become, knowing that they’d be at it for quite some time…

Eventually it would have to stop, of course. They would stop short of killing him, presumably, and then off to the station he’d go… but it didn’t have to stop anytime soon. They seemed content to spend their whole day pummeling him, and he couldn’t have possibly been happier with that...