In a warehouse

Trish awoke on a bare mattress, her eyes taking a bit to adjust to the dark, gloomy room. She coughed a little, and the echo revealed that she was in a large room. The musty smell indicated to her that nobody had lived or worked here for a long time. Her eyes could finally make out some details: she was in a large, abandoned warehouse at least fifty feet on a side with thirty-foot ceilings.

She wondered how she had gotten here. Then the memory of the green man falling out of the sky came back to her. She thought someone had slipped her some LSD or something; it did not feel like she was tripping now. She looked around more carefully and saw the huge man to one side and slightly behind her, sitting on the floor staring at her. His knees were up and his throbbing green foot-long cock, which was as wide as a soda can, was pointing straight out from his groin. When Trish saw that, her breathing sped up and her kitty started to tingle. She had never seen such a magnificent example of manhood, though the pulsing green color of it frightened her. As she watched, she could see that it physically grew and shrank with the creature?s pulse beat, lengthening by more than an inch.

?Hulk see pretty woman. Pretty woman hurt. Hulk take pretty woman to safe place,? the green behemoth mumbled to himself.

Trish sat up and turned to face ?Hulk? as he seemed to call himself. He did not sound very bright.

?Pretty woman is awake. Pretty woman make Hulk blood burn.?

Oh, so she turned the guy on. A shudder ran through her body as a mental image of Hulk ramming that mutant cock into her pussy flashed before her eyes; her cunt drenched with lubrication. She hardly believed she was getting worked up over this green Neanderthal, but her body did not lie. Then she remembered what she'd said just before the giant appeared -- 'I wish I had a man worthy of fucking.' Maybe she had actually wished for this guy. He did fall out of the air after she said it. The idea that this might be exactly who she was looking for to get her off made her pussy get even sloppier. She peeled the white tank top off and started unbuttoning her jeans.

Hulk stood up and walked toward her. ?Pretty woman has pretty boobies,? he said with obvious excitement in his guttural voice. Trish gazed entranced at his enormous equipment, licking her lips in anticipation, as she slid off her pants to reveal her Brazilian landing strip over her weeping slit.

Hulk stopped next to the woman, towering over her form. ?Hulk Will Fuck!? he shouted, his roar echoing in the cavernous room.