Jen gets a top up.

Heading her way down the city towards the harbour, Jennifer Walters had a plan. She was NOT going to lose to the others, all she needed was another gamma boost. And she knew exactly where to go to get that boost. Stepping in line with the crowd forming at the docks, Jen smiled impishly when she read over the overhead sign offering a tour of the nuclear-powered submarine. Paying for her ticket and wearing the visitor’s pass over her neck, the green giantess joined the tour just as they stepped inside the vessel. Forcing herself to duck once they entered through the main hatch, the green skinned amazon woman listened intently with the tour guide smiling back at the dozen or so visitors.

“Welcome everyone to the interior of the USS Braggard; one of the largest nuclear submarines in the American navy today.” Chirped the sharply dressed man as he guided the crowd through the quite ship. “This vessel has over four decks and can compliment a crew of over a hundred, does anyone have any questions?”

Seeing a muscular green arm rise slightly, the man perked up. “Yes?”

“Where’s the nuclear power plant in the ship?”

“That can be found on the lower desks to the aft of the ship, however that area is restricted, and our tour will not be heading to that area. Now if everyone will follow me, we are heading towards the command deck of the submarine.”

Walking off with the rest of the tour in tail, no one watched as the She-Hulk turned around and went in the direction of the powerplant of the ship.

*

Meanwhile back at the Avengers mansion…

“It’s OK Steve, you’re gonna pull through this.” Comforted Jan, holding Captain America’s hand as he was hoisted into the ambulance and being prepped to go to the hospital.

“Please Jan… Don’t tell them I cried.” Whispered the broken man, the two paramedics checking his vitals while strapping his gurney inside the vehicle.

“Don’t worry Steve, we all know you’re a trooper!” Stepping out of the way, the Wasp joined the other Avengers and waved the man off when the ambulance turned on its sirens and left at full speed to the hospital.

“I wonder if our friend will be alright.” Worried Thor, waving back at the ambulance just as it turned the corner out of sight.

“I’m wondering what the hell Jen was thinking!” Shook Hawk-Eye’s head at the entire affair. “She’s NEVER been like this.”

“Well hopefully she’ll snap out of it soon.”

*

Prying the metal door off its hinges and causing a few alarms to blare off in the process, Jen leered at the radioactive warning sign of the generator in front of her like it was an open sign for an all you can drain radiation buffet. “Ooh baby, come on and light my fire!” Rubbing her hands together, the green giantess looked around until she found the chamber where the uranium rods were stored. She had no idea how much energy was stored in them but the idea they would give her the gamma boost she needed made the woman giddy with anticipation.

“FREEZE!”

Looking over her shoulder, she spotted a couple of guards aiming weapons at her, shaking nervously in proximity to the nuclear generator of the vessel left exposed and unprotected.

“Oh, hey guys, don’t mind me, just getting a pick-me-up.”

“Lady, please step away from the nuclear generator or we will be **** to shoot.”

“What? This thing?” She asked, pointing with her thumb back at the engine behind her.

“YES that! Do not lay a finger on that…”

“What, like this?” Punching deep into the uranium chamber of the reactor, alarms were screeching all over the room, causing the two guards to panic and run for their lives as radiation filled the area. But where they had gone into a panic screaming… Jen was screaming for another reason.

“AWWWWW FUCK YA! THIS IS FUCKING AMAZING!!!”

Gigawatts of radioactive energy flowing through the woman’s arm and down her entire body, charging and feeding another surge of growth into her. Her heart boomed in her chest as her muscles throbbed larger, her cloths protesting to contain her growing body. **** to reposition her feet, Jen giggled when her sandals burst off her feet, her long, toned legs growing longer and more stout with muscle mass. The cut off jean shorts creaked to contain her flaring hips and hear until it was pulled tight like a thong and snapped open at the waist, leaving her in her panties which looked ready to join the denim fabric on the floor. Her daisy-duke top had ripped open from behind when her back muscles grow wider, her pumpkin sized tits swelling past watermelon and forcing the fabric into tatters that hung idly from her bare shoulders.

She was getting taller, growing from 8 feet tall to nine, and when her head hit the ceiling after reaching ten feet tall, the woman laughed out loud. Her green hair had grown wild and hung down to her lower waist. “More, MORE! Give me MOAR!”

Draining the energies were making the lights flicker, pulling in every bit of energy the generator had been producing until the uranium rods had been completely sucked dry and reduced to sticks of dead carbon. By then the lights had gone out, leaving the green giantess in darkness. That is until she punched her way through the submarine and out into the open, causing everyone at the docks to panic and run for their lives when they spotted a 12 foot tall green amazon woman tear her way through the vessel like it was made of tin foil. Once she had pulled herself free, Jennifer Walters stepped out onto the docks and stretched, not caring she was completely nude.

“Now THAT’s what I call a pick me up!” She purred, hefting her now larger tits in her hands and smiling with fanged lips at their size and weight, giving her stiff nipples a pinch with her fingers, which now sported long sharp looking fingernails and eliciting a guttural moan from the aroused woman. Her hands roamed down to the solid muscles of her abs before reaching her naval, roaming over to her flaring hips and tight ass. looking over her shoulder, she smirked down at the round muscular booty behind her, giving it a slap and laughing at how it barely moved from the strike. She was sensational, a green power goddess made flesh.

“Phew… Time to go celebrate, I wonder if there’s anyone who can handle all of this?”

Prying off the cover to a nearby tent and making a crude shoal skirt and top, Jen never noticed how her finger and toenails looked almost like claws… Or that her back was now covered in glossy emerald scales. Shaking her hair loose over her shoulders and posing in her new red and yellow striped ensemble, the massive green woman stomped back into the city, another kind of appetite driving her onward.