By the end of the day, both ladies gets huge!

By the time half the day was over… It got worse.

"Well I guess we can rule out gas then." (Pfffrt) "Ok, maybe that last bit was gas but THIS isn’t!"

Eating more of the local fruit and spending the day trying to make a raft of their own, Jen and Betty slowly began to realise that their apparent growth was not slowing down. Leaning against a palm tree and wiping sweat from her brow, the She-Hulk looked down at her expanding middle with a slight grimace. After several hours she now looked like her stomach was a great big green beach ball. Almost completely spherical and hanging low from her hips, Jen’s stomach had grown so large and taught, her belly button had popped over an hour ago and looked stretched tight to almost non-existence. Wriggling her thighs, she found her hips were now wider than her shoulders, her rear now a full fledged booty that had torn her skirt at either side, reducing it to a raggedy loin cloth. Her top fared no better since her breasts had ballooned even larger, green cleavage showing above and below the make-shift top that it looked like it would tear at the back at any moment. Raising a hand to cup their volume, her cork-sized nipples tented and stained the fabric with milk, her olive coloured areolas having spread out until they were the size of tea plates. Dark, lumpy and sensitive.

"Goddammit, I feel like a whale!" Pouted Betty, sitting on the beach and letting her hands roam over the sphere of her own belly and the sensitive mounds of her breasts. Just like Jen her belly looked filled to the brim and drum tight, so much so it gave her breasts a shelf to sit on and threatened to touch her chin if she so much as looked down. She had abandoned her pants after the bath, realizing they would not fit afterwards. But they were just the first to become ill fitting when she was **** to pull free her jacket and tie it around her chest to act as a top for her now massive breasts.

"And why is this happen now? And so fast? I’ve screwed dozens of guys in the past and I never woke up looking like this! Granted none of the guys I slept with had a shot of Gamma in them either, guess Hulk plus Hulk equals more Hulks… On the double."

"Dozens of guys huh? Pff... Maybe our bet should have been for the title of Queen Slut!"

Giving Betty a dirty look, the She-Hulk softened her expression when she brought her hands to her belly again. "Oh shut up! Maybe getting fucked more often would have toned you down a notch."

Getting up to her feet and catching herself from losing her balance, Betty waddled up to Jen and pressed her crowded womb against the other woman's naval, her hands at her wider hips as she frowned back at the jade giantess.

"And end up a slut like you? Please... I have standards."

Smiling back with a smug grin, Jen pressed back with her own belly, the two woman staring daggers at each other with icy smiles. "Right... Really seeing the difference in standards between us, at least I didn't try to fuck my psychologist AND my co-worker when my hubby went missing."

"Oh no... Your potential hubby was a damned werewolf and sloppy seconds was using a pheromone ruffee to get under your skirt... Though if he really wanted, all he had to do was unzip his pants, I bet you wouldn't give much of a fight."

"Why you little red ska...GASP!"

A series of kicks against her skin from within her womb cut Jen's tirade short as the woman brought her hands to the drum tight surface, rubbing circles around the dome of her belly. A dark green blush bloom over her cheeks when several kicks met her palms, strong and rambunctious, the activity within made her juices start to flow when she started counting each source of activity and found four spots bumping against her palm. "Betty! You've got to FEEL this."

Raising an eyebrow and shaking her head, Betty was confused until Jen pulled her hand over to rest over a spot on her green stomach, her eyes going wide when she felt a kick press back. Then she too gasped when she felt the same in her own stomach, pulling her hand back to feel her brood kick and thrash inside of her. Biting her lip, Betty found herself squirming her thighs together when she counted four strong kicks demand her attention.

"Wow... There are so many..."

"Yeah... And they're so strong, I can feel YOURS kicking away through my own stomach."

"So can I... It's making me feel so... So..."

"Hot!"

Her eyes heavy lidded and looking back at Betty, Jen found herself leaning forward as did the red She-Hulk, their hands interchanging between each other's wombs before reaching out and pulling each other closer to kiss. Moaning and whimpering into each other's mouths, the two She-Hulks made out passionately. Months worth of pregnancy hormones boiled away in their system, making them hyper sensitive to each other's amorous caresses' and kisses. "Hmmm... You're still a skank though..."

"Shut up and kiss me..."

Watching the two women make out, the four Hulk clones watched on with confusion and curiosity. They had stopped in their construction of the third attempt of an escape raft to watch the two bloated She-Hulks make out, wondering why things had changed so quickly.

"Why they so big? Did Leaders eat rock?"

"I eat rock." Picking up a stone from the beach, one of the Hulk clones bit into it, chewing on the raw mineral before his enthusiasm died down and he dropped the stone back to the sand at his feet. "Rock no taste good."

"Maybe she ate balloon, me tried that once, but then balloon was small, she huge!"

Separating from the kiss and rolling their collective eyes, the two women frowned back at the four before Jen huffed and called out to them.

"Oh for the love of… Guys, we're pregnant!"

Scratching their heads at the new word, they waited for either woman to explain, making Jen and Betty frown and shake their heads, separating from each other, Jen crossed her arms and looked away while Betty rubbed the bridge of her nose.

"Alright because we let you stick those bowling pins you call a cock into us, WE got knocked up and now we're having babies… Babies… Do you know what THAT means? It means there's going to be more Hulks."

Huddling together the four had what some would call an intellectual conversation about the situation, others would have also called it a football team huddle but it was the first sign of hard thought the four Hulk clones had shown since they washed up on the island.

"They make more Hulks, first Leader wanted more Hulks."

"Leader wanted Gamma World."

"Leader also at bottom of water."

"That make THEM new Leader."

"She already making more Hulks like Leader."

The one that was the quietest looked deep in thought, his eyes narrowing when he opened his shorts and pulled free his hardening cock, grasping it to keep it down while he looked over to the flushed and swollen She-Hulks trying to calm the kicking surface of their bellies.

"If cock make you grow more Hulks… What more do?"