The Green Shulk uses her new Witch to conjure... Blessings.

Days passed after the Shulks celebrated their plans to return to civilization, and it began to show on the women of the tribe. Panting and leaning against a tree for support, the green giantess fluttered her eyes and smiled, feeling the jolts and kicks of her latest brood kick and thrash inside of her, demanding more room. Her compatriots were no different. Betty laid on her back, squirming in the sand of the beach while the sun baked at her red skin, a look of hormone induced inebriation on her fluttering as she let her hands roam over her quintuplet filled womb. Carol lounged on her side, her eyes fluttering for her own hormone induced bliss. The trio had prided themselves on being the strongest of the tribe, ensuring their might makes right philosophy on who ruled.

And what a rule it would be. Even in her current state, Jen could picture it vividly. The city torn down to its foundation by her tribe, spanning in the thousands they would sweep over the world, claiming it all as her own until it would be a new world, a GAMMA world! She and her sister Shulks would rule for centuries, never knowing the touch of age or frailty or sickness. Her mind conjuring up images of her sitting on a throne of bones, with the red and blue Shulks standing at either side, the trio built powerful and commanding while their tribe chanted out their names. Smiling, she looked magnificent. A powerfully built orc woman, queen of the green skins smiling imperiously down from her mound of a throne with her tusks protruding her lower lip. Her hair braided with the skulls of her defeated enemies and her powerful body nude and shamelessly on display with white body paint showing off every muscle and womanly curve. She was queen, a goddess. Leaning back in her throne she looked up to the green, glowing sun overhead, her heart booming in her chest and echoing in her ear. Focusing on the sun, it confused her that when she squinted, it looked for like a rectangle than an orb, almost like...

Blinking her eyes open, the Green Shulk swooned and rolled onto her side, cradling her sextuplet filled belly with discomfort and pride. Her visions and dreams were becoming more potent every night. Looking out over the beaches and the ocean, the sun was setting on the horizon and the three chuckled to themselves in mirth. knowing what would come soon when the activity in their bellies reached a crescendo in their activity. She just couldn't wait...

By night, the island was a collection of roars and groans as the Shulks and their daughters were wracked with labour pains. Birds flew out in fright from the terrible noise as the tribe grew in numbers bit by painful bit. To a human woman, the experience would be the most agonizing in their lives considering the litters they bore. But to a Hulk, the experience was but a dull pain, short lived thanks to their durability and incredible strength. Not only that, the women of the tribe did not grow weaker from the ordeal. They grew STRONGER!

Roaring out in pain and rage, Jen's muscles swelled with each agonizing push, becoming veiny with bursts of power fueled by her contractions. Her eyes practically glowing green as she pushed her fourth born of her latest litter, her body expanding slightly from the act every time she did. Nearby, the Wasp Hulk screamed with her wings buzzing, birthing her first litter of insect winged children, while Witch-Hulk was on all fours, bellowing out a scream as she birth her third child of her own clutch of children.

No one had a chance to sleep that night until the crying had ceased and the latest born, now tripling the tribe's population rested.

*

Day break saw the island bristling with newborn hulks scurrying about the brush of the island while their parents hunted for food or stoked campfires to keep warm and dry. A far cry from the raging, roaring monster during the night, the Green Shulk sat cross legged while one of her toddlers gnawed on her arm to no avail, amusing the green skinned amazon woman who watched with smug delight while Betty and Carol sat around the fire with her.

"Tribe grow bigger." Grunted the Blue Shulk, letting two of her children nurse from her breasts, her attention on the rest of the green, blue and red Hulks that tore down the trees around them for more space and for fire wood. "Soon not much island left."

"Who cares about puny island?" Scoffed the Red Shulk, smiling as she moved her latest born to the side to sleep while she stretched her arms over her head. "Soon we get BIGGER island!"

Grunting in agreement, Jen watched as Clint and the rest of the hunting party returned, only to find they only brought back two hogs instead of the twelve from yesterday. Frowning, Jen got up to her feet and marched her way toward the group of muscular Hulks to rest her hands at her broad hips and glare back at her minions.

"Why you bring less food? More hulks mean Hulks need more food!"

Shrugging, the green skinned archer looked back at their prize and back to their leader. "No more meat on island, this all that's left."

Frowning more intensely, Jen's eyes glowed, until she turned her attention to the red demoness tending to her quadruplets. With heavy foot falls, the 8 foot tall green amazon made her way to the Witch-Hulk and grabbed her by her hair to gain her attention.

"You! No food left on island, you make food for Hulk Tribe."

Swiping her tribal queen's hand off her hair, Witch-Hulk stood up and planted her hands to her sides, glaring up at her former friend now Queen of the green skins. Her yellow eyes glowing with energy and her muscles throb with her heightened emotions. "Witch-Hulk can eat whenever Witch-Hulk wants, sad you can't eat anything." She smirked a toothy smile, one that made Green Shulk growl with anger, before that quickly turned to an imperious grin.

"Eat anything? Good! You make it Hulks eat anything."

"What?"

Pointing down at the deep cleavage of the demoness in front of her, Shulk said it again. "You cast mojo, make it Hulks can eat anything, then we NEVER worry about food again!"

Getting the idea, Witch-Hulk's smile grew almost manic. Stepping back, the demoness of a She-Hulk raised her arms over her head and shimmied her hips as if to dance, waving her hands around herself and trailing energies in her wake.

"Yes, make anything food for Hulks!... And make it we have MORE kids faster!"

Gasping as she was **** to change the spell on the fly, Witch-Hulk bit her lip as she felt the energies take effect and finished the spell, causing a wake of energy to cascade across the island and hit every hulk present. Jen shivered as she felt the energies flow into her, changing how her body worked by her command. Looking for something to test it on, Jen picked up a rock and bit into it, amazing her that her teeth could crush the stone into crumbling shale in her mouth and swallowed it dry. It didn't taste like anything, but she could already tell the stone was being digested like anything else she would sink her teeth into. Returning to the two other Queens of the tribe, Jen sat down and finished her rock only to pluck another off the beach.

"Now Hulks never go hungry!"