Queen Shulk thinks up a plan to get back to shore.

In the span of a week, the tribe’s numbers practically doubled.

The clearing had expanded to include the new hulks and their combined children, adding crude shelters and more bon fires for cooking. Those that weren’t eating, sleeping or screwing each other, stalked their way deep into the island jungle to forage food, returning with bundles of fruit and freshly killed boar.

Splashing out of the lagoon and shaking her long waist length hair dry with one hand, the matriarch and Queen of the Hulks, the Green Shulk sashayed nude out of the water and looked over her shoulder with a smirk. At least a dozen of her sons and daughters bathed in the lagoon or lounged against palm trees overlooking the horizon. Drying herself off she strolled up the path back to her village where the rest of her kids were settled. On her way, she heard rustling in the bushes, followed by guttural moans. Her smile widening when she spotted one of her daughters pinned against a palm tree, her legs wrapped around the waist of a blue hulk plowing into her. In the distance, she could hear the same thing going on, her sons and daughters grinding into each other again and again. She didn’t care that her children were breeding, if anything she relished it. Not three weeks had gone by living on this island and she was already a grandmother, it was intoxicating to know that she was solely responsible for birthing a race of Hulks. Hearing one of her daughters cry out in orgasm made the massive green woman shiver, pausing in her trek to listen and enjoy the show.

Multiple pregnancies and exposure to gamma radiation from her four lovers had changed Jennifer Walters. Matching her cousin in both height and bulk, she had to have been over 8 feet tall now and over a tonne in muscle and curves. Feeling up her thighs and powerfully long legs, her hips were as wide as a car tire, sporting an ass that stood out a foot behind her and was solid as iron. Feeling up her rippled abs she chuckled when her fingers traced up the slopes of her full, proud N cup tits. Easily bigger than her head, they stood full and round on her chest without sagging. Giving them a tweak, Shulk bit her lip at their sensitivity, her areolas were wide and lumpy and took up more space than her palms, her cork-like nipples dripping green gamma enriched milk almost constantly.

Hearing another one of Betty's daughters in the distance cry out in orgasm made Shulk shiver, wriggling her broad hips. She felt so wild, uninhibited, and free. Looking back at the couple in the distance just as they finished, Shulk wanted to join them, to get knocked up yet again and bear another litter of hulks to add to her horde. She changed her mind when she spotted another Blue Hulk fly down from the sky and take his brother’s place fucking her daughter. Her smile returning, Shulk continued her trek back to her village, a hunger in her eyes when she began to make plans.

When she finally made it back to the village, Shulk inhaled sharply and purred at the smells in the air. The smell of sweat and pheromones, of roasted pig and juicy melons and other fruit waiting for her at any one of the half dozen bonfires littering the village pathway. Moving on, she smirked when she spotted Janet and her kids buzz around the palm leaf canopy overhead like big green bumble bees, plucking fruit and dropping them in a pile nearby. She couldn’t see Hawkeye anywhere but she was more than sure he was somewhere spreading his wild oats into one of her daughters.

Finally reaching the center of the clearing, she found her two leading compatriots showing off their towering bodies to each other, flexing and posing with the majesty of a runway model with the power of Olympian body builders... And the curves of porn queens.

Raising her arms over her head, Betty smiled down at the slopes of her perfect breasts, even though she couldn't see past them she knew below the shadows of her tits she sported washboard abs and muscular thighs. Her arms were chorded and powerful with steel strong muscles, muscles she showed off with a flex before tossing her long black hair behind her and resting a hand at her wide hip. Sharing a smirk with her blue compatriot, Betty showed off by letting her skin become ablaze with gamma energy, burning the dirst at her feet but leaving herself completely unscathed.

"Red Shulk hottest there is!" She chuckled with a smirk. "What you do?"

Miss Marvel, now calling herself the Blue Shulk had taken to her gamma exposure quite differently than the others, turning her skin and hair an ocean blue instead of green. However, what did take well had turned her into a towering giantess of muscle and feral womanhood, matching her friend the Red Shulk in size, bulk and curves. “Oh yeah? Blue Shulk fly! So can Blue Shulk’s kids fly! They fly good, yours don’t.” Making her point she jumped a foot into the air and stayed there, smirking down at her red sister in arms while she grinned back. The two competed in almost everything they did, but it was all for fun really, if anything it only made them bigger and stronger for it. As it did their co-ruler the Green Shulk who finally joined them after her dip in the lagoon.

Slipping in close, the three Shulks pressed up against each other, their breasts mashing together and causing milk to dribble down their abs while they shared an embrace. Their hands roaming down each other's backs and sides while smiling imperiously back at each other. "Queen Shulks rule island, but running out of island to rule."

Looking out to the clearing and beach, it wasn't hard for their gamma poisoned minds to gather that there were so many of them it was almost crowded. And in a few weeks time their numbers would only increase exponentially until they occupied every inch of the island's surface.

“Island puny, we run out of food soon, but BIG island has lots of food.” Cupping Carol’s rear with her hands Jen pulled the woman into a rough kiss, their tongues dueling before she pulled away. “We make MORE hulks there.”

“How we get off island? Wasp-Hulk smash jet."

It was true, the once great transport jet had been reduced to crumpled steel and engine parts after the Wasp landed on it like a proverbial ton of bricks. Nodding over to a pair of red and green Hulks, one of them had taken some of the scrap metal and was beating it down with his fist, molding the steel and shoving it on the end of a tree branch to make a crude axe. "Ha! Me make choppa, now me can cut rocks!" Giving his blue sibling a dirty look, the green skinned hulk picked up a bolder and broke it in two with the same ease as breaking a loaf of bread. Sulking, the blue hulk tossed the axe away over his head, the sound of a complaint called out in the tree line before the blue hulk pouted and crossed his arms. "Show off."

"No can fly off island. Need other way."

Pressing her tits closer to the red and green Shulk, Carol purred. "Shulk can fly, but no carry everyone. Maybe make boat?"

The Red and Green Shulk gave the Blue a dirty look and rolled their eyes. "Hulks make rock boat, rock boats no float good."

"So what we do?"

Looking out to the great horde of Hulks, their attention fell on Wanda who sat by a fire and ate the roast boar slowly turning on the bonfire, after the first bite, the demon looking she-hulk dropped the pig's leg down and stood up to her impressive height. Taking a few steps back she waved her hands in a circle and carved out a portal of sparkling energy where on the other side was a stunned family in Georgia having a BBQ picnic. Stepping through the portal, the rest of the hulks watched and listened in surprise as they heard dozens on the other side scream and panic, claiming the devil had come to Georgia... Just as Wanda stepped back through the portal with her arms full of spicy chicken wings and corn bread. Closing the portal behind her, the demoness claimed her prize and began shoving sauce covered wings into her mouth like popcorn until she realized the rest of the Hulks were watching her. Looking back over her shoulder where the portal was and back at the trio of queens, Wanda shrugged.

"What? Witch-Hulk like spicy wings."

Blinking in surprise, Green Shulk's look of surprise then turned to a cruel smile.

"Shulk have idea..."