And its a draw... For now.

“Well come ON folks, who’s the hottest Gamma Gal here?” Called out Betty, smirking back at the growing crowd of people around her and the other She-Hulks. Instantly the trio of gamma-powered amazons received cat calls and photoflashes from the building crowd that had built up by the dozens as the three stood and posed for their fans. Towering over the people, the trio beamed at the attention; how everyone practically drooled over their Amazonian physiques and curves. But it still wasn’t enough.

“So, who loves the sensational She-Hulk? Can’t go wrong with the original, right?” Jen called out, flexing both her arms and leaning forward to show off her now larger bust. The green giantess had decided to wear the largest pair of cut away daisy dukes and button shirt she had, her top left unbuttoned and tied at the front to make a loose top that showed off her impressive bust from above and below. The result getting a few whistles from the crowd and cat calls to take off her top.

“Pff, of course age would come before beauty, who’s up for the new SAVAGE She-Hulk?” Bending down and holding up her red hair in one hand and winking to the crowd and blowing a kiss, the crowd cheered leering at her skin-tight red spandex suit which contoured to her muscles and curves. “Ooh, I think my crowd’s bigger than yours Jennifer.” Beamed Lyra back at Jen, both women smiling despite their eyes glaring at each other.

“Please… Red was always an attention grabber, isn’t that right folks?” Winked Betty, folding her arms over her head and turning to show off her toned legs and rear. The crowd going wild with the show and Betty’s smirk growing smugger by the second it kept up. Her leather pants squeaked with every tilt of her hips when she posed back and forth, her tube top just barely containing her large breasts and the crowd loved it!

After over ten minutes of the attention, the three were still left without a definitive answer, that is until Jen spotted the café waiter from the other day, a devilish smirk on her lips when she turned to approach him and let her hips sway with each step. “Well, well, well, look who we have here.” Bending down, the man was caught off guard staring into the abyss of Jennifer’s cleavage. “Hey there big boy, remember me?”

Uhm…” Blinking like a deer in the headlights of a Mac Truck, the man didn’t know what to do or what to say. Fidgeting nervously on the spot when the other two She-Hulks decided to join in, surrounding the man.

“Or is it that you remember THESE!” Grabbing the man by his shoulders and hoisting him up like a toddler, the waiter barely had time to cry out before his face was smothered into her chest. Smothered and suffocating in the trap of her top, the poor man pressed his hands against her breasts and stomach, flailing and screaming for air while his face was pinned between Jen’s perfects tits. “Ooh, guess you remembered after all…” She purred, just when the man was pulled out of her grip, gasping for air and then smothered face first into a spandex clad chest.

“Oh please Jen, you know full well he was staring at MY chest last time.” Giggled Lyra, watching the man squirm in her iron grip as his face was lost in her chest. Bear-hugging the little man in her arms, Lyra smirked when she let him out for a breath of air before shoving him back face first into her cleavage. That is until Betty pulled the man free.

“Lyra, you’re smothering the poor little guy.” Cried out Betty, pulling the man free where he coughed and wheezed in her grip, quietly thanking the woman before she hoisted him higher to see eye to eye, a sultry look in her eyes as she pursed her lips. “If you REALLY want to check if he’s into ya, you do THIS!” Pulled in for a smoldering kiss, the poor waiter’s eyes rolled into the back of his head when her tongue shot through his mouth and did things that made his arms and legs go limp and twitch idly. By the time she pulled away, the man lolled in her hands like a toy, his head leaning back completely passed out.

“Aww, you broke him!” Pouted Lyra, bringing a finger to nudge the man’s head back and forth and getting no reaction from the **** victim.

“Looks like you sucked the life out of him… Years of practice I take it?” Grinned Jen, seeing Betty look over her shoulder at the green woman and sneer, before turning to a catty grin. “Well, sucking and blowing was always YOUR specialty Jen.”

“Bitch!”

“Slut!”

“The crowd was cheering before, even more so for the lucky guy who was in their grasp, but then the group on onlookers went silent when they realised they might be standing feet away from a Gamma Catfight!

Tossing the rag doll of a waiter back to the ground and glaring at each other, the trio of radiation powered giants fumed until Lyra spoke up. “Well, guess we just have to up the ante, the crowd can’t make up their minds.”

“Hmm… You’re right.”

“Same time tomorrow then? And see just who the hottest Gamma Gal in town is.”

“Deal!” Bringing their hands together in another bargain, the three separated and went their separate ways. Making her way down the street, Jen tapped at her lip for some inspiration on how to make herself even hotter, an idea forming that made her smile and strut down the street to her planned destination.