"You make more Hulks! Just like Leader!" Pointed the gamma ogre at the four crying babies in Jen’s arms, making the green woman scoff and roll her eyes while letting the two baby she had at her breasts drink their fill.

"Look, I doubt the leader goes around popping out hulks like a pez dispenser, he certainly didn’t make YOU that way."

"But you smart like Leader, you make more Hulks like leader, so… Uhhh… YOU leader now."

Blowing a strand of green hair out of her eyes the She-Hulk looked to the other dim-witted brutes and frowned, they all that had look like they’d do whatever she’d say. They HAVE been ever since they got stuck on this spit of land out in the ocean but now it was serious. "Fine, whatever!" Lifting one of her kids up in her arms the toddler screamed and smiled as she held him up and dotted over him. "Lets just hope you don’t end up dump as a bag of rocks like your dad huh?"

‘PHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!’

Wincing at the sight of her baby filling her diaper right in her arms Jen plucked a leaf from a nearby palm bush and cleaned her son up. She learned quickly to use the local palm trees to make diapers for the two sons and two daughters she now had, and just in time too… She already had to toss a few full ones out into the brush when she woke up to the stink. Not only that but because of yesterday’s activities her cloths had been ruined, leaving her to make a skirt and bikini top out of leaves and sticks. Even then her milk filled tits strained her top and her little ‘hula’ skirt couldn’t fully wrap around her broader hips, exposing her thighs.

"What Leader want us do?"

Scowling at the four Hulk clones looking to her for instructions intently she cleaned her son and pointed out into the jungle. "Well here’s a thought, how about you go get some food for us all, or better yet just fuck off some where!" Practically bumping into each other like stooges the four stomped out of sight and disappeared into the jungle of the island, giving Jen some much needed alone time. "Finally…" Setting her kids down she was a little impressed on how quickly they were growing, practically a day old her four kids looked like they were 2 YEARS olds! Then again her cousin’s son Skaar practically grew up literally overnight when his rocket blew up back on war world, so why was it such a stretch that her kids wouldn’t grow that fast?

Getting up she gave herself a look over, twisting and stretching to get a feel for her body after bearing four kids. The bad news? Her tits were huge, she had a junk filled booty and her cloths were ruined, damn things cost a grand! The good news though was she didn’t have any of the baggage after pregnancy like stretch marks or retaining weight or deflated tits, actually despite being full of a gallon of milk each the girls were as firm as ever. Actually she seemed to have gained a bit of muscle, flexing her arm it was certainly bigger and giving her ass a slap it didn’t jiggle, meaning it was all muscle.

"Huh… Is there such a thing as exercise sex?"

Still, despite all the BS she had to go through in the last 48 hours the sex had been fantastic, if it wasn’t for the fact the four gamma ogres had the collective intellect of a parakeet the idea of being stuck on an island with a bunch of buff men that where hung like elephants would sound like paradise. "Gotta admit I sure got a workout from all the snus nu we’ve been having." Closing her eyes she remembered all the mind blowing, hip straining sex she had with the four, wriggling her thighs and cupping her breasts in arousal at the steamy memories.

Totally distracted she was caught off guard when a pair of hands gripped at her hips from behind, a phallic shape spearing into her moist pussy so hard her breasts spurted milk from the shock.

"Wha-what the fuck are…?"

Huffing in effort the gamma brute thrust hard into Jen, tearing off her skirt and tossing it aside. "You said fuck off, me… FUCK OFF!" There was no romance or making out between the two, if anything it was like a bull mounting a heifer. Jen gasped and moaned, trying to keep steady by wrapping her arm over the brute’s shoulder and neck behind her while her other pried at the hand at her hip. "Me fuck you good, like last time you make more Hulks!"

Gurgling from the sensation of being taken so roughly Jen moaned and gyrated her hips with his bucking thrusts, turning her head to look at the ogre behind her she sneered and grit her teeth, glaring at the Hulk-clone. She wanted to shove him off of her, clobber him for practically accosting her, she was furious. But what came out instead was…

"Hghh… Harder! Tear my… Aaargh… Tear my top off! FUCKING PLOW ME!"