This is a my own furry take on the Spider-Man character that I started last year after watching Across the Spider-Verse, and at last I finally finished it. This story can for the most part be considered a self-contained pilot for a potential fan series I might do in the future. But for now I'm going to focus on some current project, now that this is finished.

Anyway, I tried to stay true to the character of Spider-Man, while making my own changes to the lore for this universe, such as Gwen Stacy not being a love interest for Pete, but his childhood best friend, turned step-sister, turned helpful field researcher. If the Spider-Verse movies have taught me anything, it's that the only limit to what you can do with the lore of Spider-Man is your own imagination.

Anyway, here's the first half of the story to give you a preview. This is definitely more character and dialogue focused than most of my stories, but there will be sex. Especially since my master  Garoh_Claw is playing The Kingpin. If you'd like to read that part now, it's up on Patreon right now, pledging just one dollar will instantly get you access. Enjoy the following preview.

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The Salacious Spider-Pup in: Enter the Kinkpin
By: Ash Cinder
Featuring Garoh as Urson Fisk/The Kingpin
Alright, let’s do this one last time, from the beginning. My name is Peter Barker, I’m 20-years-old, and for the last 4 years, I’ve been the one and only “Spider-Pup.” I’m a canine Anthro who was bitten by a radioactive spider. I saved the city, became the stepbrother to my childhood best friend, Gwen, saved the city again, I have an amazing suit, so-so grades, a pretty popular daily web-swinging livestream, and am a bit of an exhibitionist, but if you’ve got it, flaunt it!
Okay, everyone caught up? Good. This week I was investigating a big case involving one of the most powerful man in Zoo York City. For the past two weeks a string of disappearances of various subspecies of canines had occurred, and I just about had all the evidence I needed to link them to who I was certain was behind them.
A few days before, I captured a member of the group who were involved in the kidnappings and found their next target in an email on his phone. Gwen helped me figure out where the location would be and I arrived just in time to witness them shove a young adult rottweiler into a van and proceeded to tail them to an old, abandoned office building. I saved the canine and after looking into who owned the office building, found out it was property held by Fisk Industries.
Urson Fisk was one of the most powerful anthros in the city. He was the self-proclaimed “Billionaire Bear” with powerful connections throughout the city and a sexual appetite that was a bit of an open secret. He was widely known as “The Kingpin,” but I’d heard plenty of people working for him substitute the “g” in that name with a “k,” if you know what I mean.
I had Gwen do more digging, caught a few more of Fisk’s goons, who offered some but little information, until I was able to track down a former employee of Fisk’s who was given a suspiciously high “bonus” when he quit working for Fisk. I hoped I could convince him to tell me something while assuring it wouldn’t lead back to him. Gwen found out the guy was a high-level IT worker who managed to see a bit of data during his time there related to Fisk’s shady business dealings.
Turns out it was good I found him when I did, as he seemed to be loading a moving truck and moving himself out of his apartment. I caught him on the roof, taking a smoke break. He was a fox with a nervous twitch of his tail bushy orange tail. I observed him from afar, while I communicated to Gwen through the comms in my mask.
“I don’t know Gwen,” I commented. “I have a feeling this guy isn’t going to be too thrilled to see me just hop on top of his roof unannounced.”
“He look nervous?” She asked.
“Try terrified.”
“Well, he’s the only lead we have that might help uncovering the final evidence we need to really bust Fisk,” she pointed out. “Just try not to appear threatening?”
I let silence fill the call letting her question hang there,
“I’m an Anthro dressed in a terrifying mask, with the ability crawl on walls, and throw an average canine across a football field, exactly how am I supposed to accomplish that?” I asked.
“Oh, come on, your mask isn’t scary, it’s like a 6 out of 10 at best!”
“Everyone’s a critic,” I sighed playfully.
I began to stretch as I got ready to try and approach the guy.
“Just, try not to lose him?” She finished. “You’ve been doing this for a while now, you got this.”
“Kudos for being a team player, step-sis.”
“That’s why I’m here!” She said matter-of-factly.
“Alright, I’m going to try and talk to this guy before his smoke break is over,” I said as I prepared to swing over to his rooftop. “I’ll talk later.”
“Good luck.”
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