Back in what was left
of the café, Jennifer Walters stood with a hand at her wide hip and another
rubbing the underside of her massive womb. After a few hours and a couple
containers worth of coffee mix, she had successfully sobered up over 50 people
who had been turned into Hulks, including Mrs. Marvel who stood nearby, cradling
her own expanding belly.
“OK everyone, we all
know the plan, right?” One of the hulks raised his hand, prompting Jen to roll
her eyes and sigh. “Yes?”
“I wasn’t paying
attention… Was kinda distracted with the gun show!” Chuckled the one Hulk with
a pony tail and table cloth wrapped around his waist, flexing his powerful arm
with a smirk.
Stomping towards the
lone Hulk, Jennifer Walters stood close until her belly pressed up against his
nose. Forcing the green skinned man to look up at the frowning giantess. “The
PLAN is to head out into the city and brew enough coffee to bring everyone out
of this rampage.”
“The one you started,
right?”
Glaring down at the
ponytailed hulk, she slowly spun him around and directed him towards the city dock
works. “Do you see that thing up in the air waaaay out over the horizon?” She
asked, pointing out towards the sea in a venomous, sing-song voice.
“Yeah?”
“THAT is the SHIELD
helicarrier, the same SHIELD helicarrier that has hundreds of ‘shoot first and
never ask questions’ special agents with hulk buster gear… As in they can bust
a hulk!” Still pointing towards the floating battleship with a playful spin of
her finger, Jen continued. “But you know what’s scarier than a hulk? Or worse
yet an invasion of thousands of Hulks?”
“No?”
“It’s a trigger-happy
SHIELD operative (who wears an eye patch) with missile code clearance, and if
he finds out the city has become a hulked-out shit-storm, then he’s gonna call
down a tactical nuke and turn this city to molten glass!”
Suddenly the group of
Hulk people shivered at that prospect, including the one Jen was holding by his
pony tail and slowly turning him back around and up to look at her frowning
face. “So, WE are gonna put a stop to this royal fuck up before they decide to
do that… M’kay?”
Nodding furiously, he
ran off with the others who scattered out towards the rest of the city, some
running with all their might while others leapt high into the air to land
elsewhere far away. Turning around and scratching her hair, Jen huffed and
leaned against the wall with Carol, wincing when her mass caused it to crack
and heave backwards. “They don’t know they can probably survive a nuke, do
they?”
“Pff, NO!” Rubbing
her hands over her belly to calm the storm of kicks, Jen picked up a putcher of
coffee and sipped from it. “But at least its good motivation, if we can salvage
this before they decide to act then MAYBE I can get out of this with just a
strict warning and house arrest… Provided my apartment hasn’t been gutted and
stripped down by now.”
“Speaking of which.”
Pointed the blue skinned giantess, poking Jen’s massive thigh and hip with her
finger. “What the hell did you eat? You’re huge, and not just tall either.” She
was a little envious since only half a day ago they were roughly the same size.
“Was it a car or something?”
“It was a Volkswagen…”
Blinking at the
answer, Carol pieced it together when she started remembering that she and the
others had started eating rocks back on the island when they ran out of proper
food. “It’s a good thing I stopped after I had this cup of Joe too, otherwise I’d
be some massive, knocked up giant! Heck I already am.”
Seeing her friend
troubled, Carol looked out onto the ruined street and moved off the wall
towards what looked like destroyed Vespa still chained to a light post. Hefting
the thing up easily she took a bite out of the front wheel, tearing into the
aluminum and rubber like it was a sandwich. Watching on, Jen saw Carol chew and
eat until the bike was completely eaten, followed by the light post and then
moving on towards a mail box. With over 300 pounds of metal churning away
inside of her, Carol’s new metabolism worked overtime. Pausing in between bites
she winced when she felt her hips grow wider, her ass filling out while she
grew taller and wider. Her top strained and creaked when her tits ballooned
larger, with milk staining and dribbling down over her swollen womb. When she
was done she held back a burp before stomping back to lean next to the
surprised She-Hulk.
“Well… If your gonna
be a knocked-up giantess with huge tits and a fat ass, you might as well have
some company.” Giving the green woman a warm smile, she hip bumped her friend
playfully and watched the fifty or so Hulks go about trying to bring coffee to
everyone.