A night on the town.

The night life of Las Vegas was in full swing with thousands of people making their way across the billboard lit streets and flashing lights. The ringing and cheering of lotto machines filling the air along with honking horns and loud music. It almost went unnoticed when four green glowing lights became visible from the deep desert making their way towards the city until the Vegas lights finally illuminated the four massive reptilian monsters stomping their way into town.

Everyone thought it was some kind of show, with the hundred foot tall lizard monsters making their way down the street, a lot of them cheered that three of them were stacked with tits bigger than cars and the big guy at the back had a heavy package that made the ladies whistle and cheer… That is until the red one up front picked up a bus like it was a submarine sandwich and took a deep bite into it. Then the crowd went into a panic. Screaming and running away as fast as they could while the four began to tear at the city and eat what they could sink their teeth into.

“Pff… Why are they running away?” Scoffed Lyra, biting into a car and chewing on the metal.

“Typical… They just can’t handle this level of hotness.” Chuckled Jen as she posed and flexed, her large green muscles bulging as she let her massive tits shimmy, pouting that no one was appreciating the show she was giving. Giving up on trying to impress the puny humans, Jen went back to eating what she could get her hands on, ripping a flashing billboard off its supports and biting into it. For over an hour, the four hulking monsters ate and ate, buildings and billboards were smashed and picked at like they were gingerbread houses. But as they devoured more matter, their stomachs processed the stone and metal, converting it into pure energy vitalizing their bodies and speeding up their gamma absorption.

Digging through the roof of a theatre, Betty swallowed as much as she could until she stepped back and shuddered. She was getting bigger, but she wasn’t growing taller. Her hips were now wider, with thicker thighs and a meatier ass behind her where her tail swung heavily, its girth larger from her meal. Her belly was now larger and rounder, hanging slightly from her middle where her massive breasts sat perched. She was still muscular, still powerful, but now her body was gaining an increasing layer of fat from all the matter she was devouring. If she still looked human, she would have looked over 250 pounds. At her current size? She was likely over 50 tones! There was no denying it now, she was no longer slim or athletic, she was curvy, plump, fat! A part of her worried that she had lost their little competition until she felt her tail being hoisted up and a thick, barbed mass thrust into her pussy from behind. Gasping from the intrusion and gripping the remains of the theatre to keep her balance, Betty looked over her scaly shoulder with her now longer neck to find Bruce gripping her wide flanks and thrusting hard into her from behind.

He too had become large and overweight, sporting a glowing round stomach and larger flanks like her, and he didn’t care, if anything he seemed more interested in fucking her NOW than when they did at the nuclear waste facility. Smiling at how brazen he had become and his enthusiasm, Betty looked back down at the theater and continued to gorge herself. She had to get bigger, fatter! The hottest, fattest She-Hulk there is. Looking over to the others, she found Jen and Lyra in the same state, bloated and fat from eating tones and tones of stone and metal and still growing.

Not wanting to be outmatched, Betty continued to eat until she felt a pressure at her sides. Sitting up, she was surprised to find a second pair of arms sprout from her sides, her new claws digging into the rubble to help her eat. “Yes! More, more hands to feed with!”

Now shovelling matter into her reptilian maw with four clawed hands, Betty roared out when she finally reached her peak, the Hulk roaring out his own orgasm when he flooded her pussy with gamma irradiated cum, then pulled out with a slurp and stomped off to eat. Not long after, the others grew larger and fatter, with Lyra sprouting extra arms of her own just when Jen herself discovered another pair helping her stuff her face. The Hulk growled as his four clawed dug into a roller coaster and chomped down on the metal.

The more they ate, the bigger they grew, up and out they expanded larger and larger. Jen paused in her meal to shake her head, another pair of horns grew from her scalp to join the others she had while spines began to jut and form out her shoulders and thighs. Lyra gave off a low purr as her father mounted her, her massive breasts swinging pendulously underneath her as she rested on her four hands and knees. Occasionally the four would hear the ‘pop pop’ of firearms go off, the police and local national guard firing on them from below but their hides had become so thick that they barely registered the annoying gunfire.

“Grrrr… Stupid humans, can’t they see we’re eating?” Growled Jen, getting up to her feet and looming over the barren patch of land they had all stripped down in their gluttony, her four hands at her wide hips and her fat tail swishing angrily behind her. Reaching down with one of her claws, Jen scooped up a SWAT van and a chunk of the earth with it, the police inside screaming as she brought them to her open mouth and swallowed hard, feeling the offending vehicle go down her throat and settle in her stomach.

“Heh, puny humans, TASTY humans…”