Foot Massage

Now She-Hulk's hunting gaze was accompanied by a smile that was beyond pleased. It was a smile you'd only see on a porn star when she was about to have a big moment.

Despite his lack of a sex life, it only took Igor a few seconds to understand that his boss's proposal was going to break his work ethic, especially when he felt the touch of that strong green skin against his greasy cheek.

"That pleases me a lot, Igor," she said, smiling but also agitated.

Without waiting for her employee's response, she removed her foot and placed it on top of his enormous belly, making it bounce easily.

"Okay, how about you give me a massage on my skin... it feels really, really sore?"

"Uh?"

For a few moments, the obese man's brain froze, trying to process the crazy words of the person he respected most in the world. Then, as if a hammer had struck him, his head fell to stare at the powerful, outstretched leg.

“Oh dear... you... you want... you want me... uh... my hands... mm... your foot... oh dear,” he said, feeling his nerves paralyzed.

“Oh, don't tell me it's too much for you, Igor,” She-Hulk rubbed her limb along the protagonist's large belly. “I always thought you were a capable and skilled man for this job... Are you, right, Igor?”

A waterfall of sweat covered his face so heavily that he looked as if he'd just stepped out of the shower, yet he felt he couldn't resist her sweet request. How could anyone refuse such a delicious proposal? He doubted there was a man in the world who would even consider saying no to her.

“Uh... mm... I... am capable... and... and skilled... hm... I can do that job,” he had to summon all the courage in his soul to utter those clumsy words.

“Hehe... excellent Igor! You can start!”

Now, two trembling branches had replaced his hands, which barely moved toward the foot of one of the strongest women on the planet. Hesitantly, his fingers slowly approached, not knowing anything about massage, hoping not to ruin her.

“Ahhh!”

A brief touch of his fat fingers was enough for Jennifer to let out a moan; afraid he'd made a mistake, the fat man jerked his hands up.

“Oh, don't be scared, you're doing well... continue,” she encouraged him.

That gave him a little courage, so he put his hands back on the heroine. Another moan escaped her, but this time Igor didn't stop. He began to apply some pressure to the sole of her foot, feeling it as stiff as an iron brick. Then, unsure of himself but filled with excitement, he moved up to her toes.

“Ahh... yes, you're on the right track... oooh,” Jennifer said, arching her body back, looking up at the ceiling.

Her flattery gave Igor enough confidence to work harder on her fingers, letting himself be carried away, making slow, gentle movements with the pads of his fingers. With no experience in these things, he let his instincts guide him, and judging by She-Hulk's reactions, they weren't wrong.

“Ooooh... God, you're really quite good at this... ahhh... don't stop... don't stop for anything, Igor,” she said in a very erotic and sexual tone.

The contrast presented to the fat man was incomparable. She saw a man enhanced beyond human, capable of feats similar to those of a hero from Greek mythology, writhing like a sweet teenager.

“Ohhhh... that feels so good... ohhhh... come on, Igor, do it harder.”

Taking note of this, she ran a hand under his ankle, not neglecting his toes. The hardness of his foot had changed to a soft feel between her hands as her massage progressed.

Suddenly, her other foot reached Igor's prominent stomach. He sought out his boss's face, who was still staring at the ceiling.

“Oooh... Igor, please do the same job for me on the other one... mmm... do it sweetly, and I'll know how to reward you,” the heroine implored with insane desperation.

If there was anything else that could awaken lust in our protagonist, it was precisely that: the fabulous promise of a prize motivated his cock to grow even more. At the same time, his doubts and fears disappeared as if by magic, paving the way for all those dark fantasies that had She-Hulk at the forefront.

It was already impossible for him to see her as his respected boss; in his mind, he could only see the fiery woman begging for his attention with an almost voracious longing.

“I’ll do it right away!”

Without wasting a second, Igor set to work on both feet. He did so at the same time, not letting either one go unattended, doing everything he could to please the emerald woman.

“OOOOOOOH…IT’S MORE INTENSE THAN BEFORE…AHHHH…YES…YES…SHIT IGOR, YOU SHOULD GET INTO THIS!”

Jennifer's screams were straight out of the most bizarre porn, as she spun her head wildly in various directions. Her hair, billowing like a flag, swung from left to right and up and down, several strands falling out in a wild dance.

"HOLY GOD I'M SO.....AHHHHHHH....AHHHHHHH.... I'M SO HORNY.....AHHHH"

An increase in Igor's massages caused She-Hulk to clutch the desk so tightly that it tore like paper.

“OOOOOHHH INCREDIBLE...OOOOH..IT FEELS SUPER GOOD...AHHHH.. I'VE NEVER FELT LIKE THIS....AHHHHHHH... I THINK... I THINK...AHHHH.... I THINK.... AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”