Shulk's tribe begins to multiply, much to her delight.

By the time Shulk and her daughters gave birth to a new batch of Hulks, the emerald amazon's group had started to look more like a tribe than a small family.

Looking around the area the Hulkish horde had dug out and cleared to be their home, Jen, now calling herself Queen Shulk looked across the clearing with maternal pride. The last few hours had been a chorus of moans and pain filled cries as she, Betty and the3ir daughters birthed the latest generation to their growing numbers. 42 grueling minutes of labor and 4 sons and two daughters later, Shulk lounged on her side and rested her head in the palm of her hand while her litter bundled together between her massive tits and her fully healed wash-board abdominal muscles. Her third pregnancy since she and Betty had been marooned here, and much to her surprise and delight... She loved every minute of it. Oh it was painful, stressful, infuriating, and border-line orgasmic. The strain on her body only made her stronger, larger, more POWERFUL. Even after her body healed from the experience she could notice her muscles were firmer, her strength greater, and her curves more ample. She could feel it, how her hips were now wider, her thigh muscles stronger and her breasts even more buoyant and full.

A slight moan nearby turned Shulk's attention to her lover and compatriot. Betty leaned against a tree while stretching her muscular arms over her head. The red skinned she-hulk basking in her own strength after the birth of her four sons and single daughter. She too looked larger than before. Her muscles more defined, stronger, she was a giantess compared to her old self when the two washed up on the shore so long ago. Looking out to the rest of the clearing once her arms dropped to her sides, Betty looked to the rest of the clearing with the same smug grin as her leader.

The two had ordered their four initial mates to clear the jungle for them to have a place to settle far from the crashing waves of the beach with some shelter from the elements. Not that they needed any protection, their skins were tougher than steel plating and their strength was immeasurable. There was no doubt they could survive anything so why bother with shelter?

Getting up to her feet and approaching her red skinned 'advisor', Betty did the same and met her Queen at the heart of the clearing, intentionally pressing their breasts against each other, both as a warm greeting, and a gesture of challenge between the two alpha women.

"We are MANY now!"

"We are a tribe!"

With the five new litters, the tribe had grown up to at least thirteen males and twenty females. The idea she was now a grandmother gave Shulk a thrill up her spine that made her nipples go stiff. So many green skins born of her loins, so many strong bodies and new mouths to feed. But even with her diminishing intellect and abandoning her self restraint, Shulk realized this was a very big problem. Eventually, they would eat everything on the island; and even if they knew how to plant edible fruits and vegetables, the food supply wouldn't grow fast enough to feed the tribe. The place would be stripped clean in less than six months, given the current breeding rate. Her tribe was doomed to perish unless Shulk found a way to transport them to the great lands beyond the sea. Her memory was hazy, clouded beneath a layer of primal instincts but still clear enough to let her remember most of her former life. There were vast fields of wheat and corn, massive herds of cattle and entire orchards of fruits to be claimed by the tribe. Humans would be a problem. Not normal humans, though.

The Powerful Ones that used to fight alongside her, back when she had no tribe. Shulk scoffed at the idea of who she used to be, how the mere idea of the puny Jennifer Walters and the incredible She-Hulk existing was nothing but a sad joke to her. Now she was the Shulk, her tribe would grow into a horde and crush any opposition; no matter who it was. The Powerful Ones would yield at her, they would either die or be enslaved into breeding stock for her sons and daughters. She couldn't let those Powers go to waste, after all.

And then, there was THE Hulk.

The original one. The one she used to call Bruce, and who was universally regarded as the strongest one there was. Shulk felt aroused by the idea of breeding with him; of having the strongest sons and daughters she could ever think of. And not only Hulk's. Maybe breed with other Powerful Ones like Thor, the Red Hulk or the Thing. Those would be worthy mates for her.

Now, if only she could find a way to leave the island...