"Jealous that your brother got a chance with me instead of you?" Smiling more deeply at the male’s look and the twitch she felt at her pussy Jen rolled herself over until she was on her hands and knees, raising her almost feline-like tail and wriggling her wide rump in front of him. "Then do me properly! I want to feel every second of it!"

Gasping at the enthusiasm David went into it She-Hulk growled and purred, her plump breasts wobbled under each thrust he plowed her with, his claws rubbing and kneading the bulk of her rear with each drive. Tightening her inner muscles over and over again she coaxed him to mate her harder. "Come ON! Stop trying to make love to me and FUCK ME!" Hearing the male growl at the challenge She-Hulk laughed and moaned with the rise of tempo, he was close, so close but she wanted him to cum when she did, to make it that much more explosive. When he had gone rigid and tensed up it was the last straw that broke the camel’s back, Jen and David howled out a shared orgasm that woke the rest of the pack up and witness the last bits of their pack leader moan and pant from being stuffed so full.

Feeling him slump against her back She-Hulk smirked under his weight, leaning her head up to whisper in his pointed ear. "Well… Done, I’m hungry… Wanna… Wanna get me something warm to eat?"

Perking up David slowly dislodged himself from Jen’s gripping pussy with a slurp and ran off into the woods, the rest of the pack following suite to leave Jen time to regain her senses. Lounging like a cat in the sun She-Hulk felt up her muscular body, revelling in post-orgasmic bliss when her claws got to her abs, or at least where her abs used to be. Having to part her massive breasts out of the way just to look down She-Hulk found that her belly had lost some of its definition and began to round out, looking swollen. "Mmmmm… This takes me back, wonder if I have twins again."

Reaching out with her mind she could feel her pack heading out to hunt for her, the thought making her smile widen until she remembered about the nightmare she had. Turning onto her side and resting her head on her hand she mulled over it, some dark part of her wanted that, CRAVED that but it was a tiny voice in her head that she could ignore. If she could control herself and her new pack they wouldn’t be a force of destruction, they could be a new species, one that in time could be just as common as the mutants or meta-humans that kept cropping up in society. It was all a matter of self-control.

Feeling out with her mind Jen felt something else catch her attention, making her giggle and roll back on her back. "Well, looks like we’re going to have more company, I just hope we have enough food for the arrival.

***

Sitting comfortably in the mansion living room with every student and teacher looking after them Emma Frost and Jean Grey drank from their respective tea cups in unison. 15 Years ago when they were turned into Wendigos they had ambitiously melded their minds together improve their ‘hunting skills’, even after they had been cured the link remained. Today they wore a strange mix of each other’s old costumes, with Emma wearing her white wrist cape but with low rider pants with bodice coloured red and white in a bilateral pattern. Jean’s costume was identical but with the colours reversed wearing a red cape to go with her own pats and top.

One time a student commented that it made them look like a pair of sexy court jesters… Today after a psychic session with the pair he now responds to the name "Ass-Hat".

Leaning back in his chair the aged professor looked to the two regaining some of their composure, looking ready to talk. "So tell me Jean, Emma what did you two sense yesterday?"

"Yeah you both just dropped to the ground and started babbling about some scary beast thingy." Giving the one student a sour look the two telepaths began to explain.

"We." "Felt something, something." "Familiar, the Wendigo curse is." "Back, but its weak." "Diluted."

"What do you mean Diluted?"

"A shadow of its former." "Self, weaker than." "Before, like comparing a trash compactor to." "A black Hole."

The entire campus muttered to each other in whispered tones over that, they read and asked about the Wendigo plague 15 years ago but never thought it was serious. "So after all that it still couldn’t be destroyed… What’s it doing now?"

"Calling…" "Calling us…"

***

Crashing their boat into the sandy beach the Parker triplets practically jumped out and staggered onto the foamy sands. "Come on you guys she’s over there, she’s calling us there." Pointing out into the tree line May dragged her brother and sister along with her, running as fast as they could and disappearing into the island brush.