Emma and Betsy Feel The Pulse...

"You have a LOT to answer for Emma! I can't believe you left me like that, and all because I interrupted your..."

"Betsy please! I think I found something, something that the professor needs to hear." Whispered Emma through hissed teeth as the two seperated from each other and sat up from the metal floor. "I think there is a **** at play here, something powerful, something dark."

Looking down at the masonry jar between the two, she could still see Janet Van Dyne looking up at her, pressing her tiny hands against the glass. "I... We saw something, felt something while I was inside Janet Van Dyne's mind, some kind of pulse, a throbbing that overtook us. And something else... A window... A door... A Green door."

"What?"

"The throbbing pulse was coming from this green door, I never felt such carnality, such destructive power. Something is trying to guide this entire plague, something in the shadows that has its fingers in everyone affected by Gamma radiation. Even us!"

Taken back, Betsy closed her eyes and reached out with her mind, she realised she could feel it too; a heartbeat filling her ears, the longer she listened to it, the more she found herself swaying to it, coaxed by it. When she opened her eyes, she found her nipples stiff and a heat bloom in her loins. "You're... You're right, Why didn't I notice it before?"

"No one has, its so subtle, so sublime, it worms its way into your mind and takes root there."

"Gasp! the children!" Grabbing hold of Emma's hand to get her attention, the two she-hulks diverted their eyes back to the rest of the danger room around them, to the maternity wing where the newborns were resting. Looking all around them, the two were struck back by what they were both sitting in. In the course of hours, the children had matured at an accelerated rate, now no longer toddlers, the 400 or so children were now in their late teens, still **** asleep by Betsy's telepathy but pressed up against each other for room that no longer existed.

More than 300 burly looking adult boys slept on the floor with powerful physiques, snoring and groaning in their sleep as a permanent morning wood throbbed between their legs, their balls swollen to the size of grapefruits as their cocks throbbed and pulsed as long as their forearms. The daughters were just as athletic looking and equally endowed, with many sporting wide hips and ample chests, meaty thighs and ample heart shaped rears. At a cursive glance the two women could make out who's children were who's by their facial features, skin and hair colour. But at the moment not a thought could be processed by the two as they were caught by the pulse surging out of the room.

It was like being caught in a crashing wave of the tide, surging back and forth in powerful motions that caused both women to waver. Four hundred minds radiating raw animalistic urges to the shared pulse of a heartbeat, completely devoid of shame, guilt or reason. It was like looking into the minds of a herd of stallions or bulls rutting in heat demanding release. Emma and Betsy had no doubt that if not for the fact they were all asleep, they would all be mating with each other in wild abandon, with no care in the world if it were with sibling or not.

Panting and fanning themselves in a futile attempt to calm down, Emma groped at her leaking breasts and pouted, her eyes fluttering as mother's milk dribbles between her fingers when she flicked them over her cork thick nipples. She regretted not feeding her four children earlier, she wanted to feed then NOW, to feel them grow in her hands as she nourished them with her milk. Looking down at her impressive bust, she gasped and sneered. They should be bigger, SHE should be bigger! The image of her formerly lithe and svelte figure slowly gave way to a hulking woman of power and femininity. One with breasts larger than her own head with leathery areolas the size of dinner plates, her thighs as mighty tree trunks, strong enough to wrap around the waist of her mate and lock him to her. And her ass! She should have a mighty shelf of a rump so wide that it should graze the door she stepped through, so enticing and luscious that no male could resist grabbing hold of her ample child bearing hips.

Hearing Betsy moan next to her, she found the woman thinking the same thing. Her mind racing as she pictured herself huge and bloated with child while an entourage of progeny followed her every step, their numbers growing as did her size and figure. Looking around, Emma sneered at the sight of the constricting walls. No, she should be bigger, big enough to bust through doors, through walls, through this entire place with her brood. She needed to eat, she needed to FUCK, she needed... Needed...

"We... Need to..." Grabbing hold of Betsy's hand, Emma tried to get up and pull them both to safety, but the moment she felt the purple woman's hand, she could feel her heartbeat through her fingers. Looking up, they locked eyes, then crawled towards each other and made out furiously, mashing their dripping breasts together as their hands roamed over their chiseled physiques and soft curves.

Watching helplessly from her glass prison, Janet beat her fists against the glass, making the jar shift and wobble from her strength. Looking up, she flew up to the top of the jar and bored through the cork with her bio stingers. In a matter of seconds she was free and buzzed around the two She-Hulks making out on the floor, moaning and grunting as they drowned in the thump of the pulse. Restoring herself to her full size and landing heavily to her feet, Janet squeezed her eyes shut and grabbed hold of both women in her arms and shrunk them down to her previous size. Flying towards the door and slipping through the seam before coming out the other side to return to their full size and collapse onto the grated floor. Panting and swooning, the trio slowly got up from the floor, the pounding of their hearts calming now that they were out of the danger room.

"That... That was indescribable!" Moaned Betsy. "I wanted... Wanted to just let go completely."

"It was so seductive, I just wanted to let the pulse take me..." Regaining her self control and standing up to her full height, Emma helped Betsy back up as well, sharing a troubled look with Janet as she too got to her feet and hugged herself tightly while leaning against the wall for support. "I wanted... GOD... I wanted to shed everything I was just to have sex and bear more children. We need to warn Xavier, NOW. Who knows if anyone else has succumbed to this pulse coursing through the school."

Getting to their feet and steeling their balance, the three women continued on to the cerebro chamber to give the man the dire news.