The Sensational She-Hulk

At the Legal Ease Bar in downtown Manhattan, lawyers and attorneys from across the city gathered to drink their troubles away after tough cases. Jennifer Walters, the Sensational She-Hulk, was no different. She was sitting at the bar in a purple suit and black blazer with a shot of whiskey in her hand. The bottle was not far away.

"Come on Jennie cheer up," The bartender said, "So you lost a case. It's happened to everyone in this room."

Jen knocked back another shot then grabbed the bottle.

"Well, that case took me three months to set up," Jen said pouring another shot, "Then it moved through a dozen courts each involving days of deliberation," Jen drank, "Hmm, only for Janice Lincoln to get the whole thing thrown out with an insanity defense." She drank again.

"Come on that's not your fault."

"Yeah, not my fault," Jen drunkenly smiled, "Except for the part where I called her client a crazy quack."

"What," the bartender exclaimed, "why? Why would you do that!?"

"Because she brought that idiot Quinton Beck out in full costume and had him quip at me for my entire cross-examination! The man wears a fishbowl on his head, am I supposed to pretend that's normal."

"But to validate your opponent's argument." he said shaking his head. "Rookie mistake Jen."

"I-I'm a Hulk-hic-k. I get *bwaaaap* angry." Jen said sloshed "And you *hic* d-don't like us when wwere angry. haha."

"Ok Jen I think you've had enough." The bartender said as he tried to take the whiskey from her hands, but the bottle didn't budge. He yanked on it several times before noticing Jen staring daggers at him. He gave up soon after and proceeded to fill another glass.

"Down't worry bwoss." Jen said taking another shot. "I-I-I kno mhy limots."

*Three hours later*

Jen carefully moved her shaking hand forward and placed her key into the lock of her apartment door. Slowly the lawyer turned the key, listening as the tumblers click into place one by one. Then her key broke in half at the slightest increase in ****. Then, frustrated, her green hand curled into a fist and crushed the doorknob.

"Aaaah screw it," The dizzy Jen cursed and with the smallest of nudges smashed the lock and **** the door open. The green giantess stumbled into her apartment. "Honey I'm home. Ooh that's right I live alone."

She-Hulk drunkenly stomped into her apartment, kicked off her shoes, and cracked her back. After taking what must have been 100 shots and smashing a bottle of Jack Daniels over her head while trying to pull it off the wall, she was **** to leave the bar. After which she decided to make her way back home. It was several blocks away and Jennifer was very ****, so the trip involved a lot of staggering and falling over. Sometimes into dirty puddles and even trash cans. By the time she made it home her fancy suit was rendered a crinkled, stained, loosely fitting mess.

"Eww," She-Hulk said scrunching her nose as she sniffed her suit jacket. It smelled about as rancid as she expected. Jennifer headed for her laundry room to start a wash only to be greeted with a massive pile of dirty clothes on the other side of the door.

"Oh... that's right," Jennifer remembered with a sigh. "I haven't done laundry in a while. Too focused on the case."

Jen clicked her tongue feeling frustrated as she peeled off her suit jacket. It seemed she'd be spending the rest of the night doing laundry. All thanks to that damned case. Jen unzipped her pants letting them fall to the ground before kicking them only the pile. Jen couldn't help but reminisce on her case. The long nights spent researching, the boring interviews she conducted, and of course the examinations of costumed lunatics who hated her guts.

"And what did it all amount too." Jen asked as she unbuttoned her shirt. "Nothing."

Jennifer angrily threw her shirt onto the pile with such **** the whole thing shifted. She tried to calm down. Taking a deep breath and running her hands through her hair. After which she looked off into the middle distance and noticed the full-length mirror in her laundry room. In it Jen saw, well, Jen. She was wearing nothing but her skimpy purple underwear that contrasted against her green skin. Most of her massive chest was spilling out of her bra, her toned abs were on full display, a purple thong hung onto her big swinging hips and barely touched her thick thighs. Jen smiled at herself.

"Well, if nothing else. You've still got the rocken' body."

Jen reached back behind herself and unhooked her bra causing it to instantly fall from her body. Allowing her massive green orbs to bounce around freely.

"Ahhh," She exhaled as she looked down. "You girls like that.

The jolly green giant then stuck her thumbs into the waistband of her underwear and slid them down and off, exposing her muscular butt and shaved womanhood. She playfully giggled as she shook her hips, jiggling her butt cheeks and twirled her underwear around on her finger. She eventually released her undergarment letting them sore through the air before falling on the massive pile of dirty clothes. The naked hulk looked down at the pile, calculating in her head how long it would take to wash it all.

"Screw it, Jennifer Walters has taken enough of my time recently." She-Hulk said as she walked out of her laundry room and picked up the remote to her stereo. "I think I've earned myself some much needed Me-Hulk time."

She-Hulk pressed play and Chumbawamba's "I get Knocked Down" started blaring from the speakers.

"Nope," Shulky said, clicking the next button. The stereo then started playing Queen's "Don't Stop Me Now.'

"Much better," Jen said as she threw her arms onto the air and started dancing. Her muscular body juggling around unhindered.