The next morning both ladies feel hungry, real hungry.

Jennifer groaned as she awoke on the soft mat of palm leaves she used as bedding, sluggishly stretching her arms up to get the stiffness out of her back, sitting up and looking around, the woman moaned in annoyance.

"Last time I sleep with my jacket on," she yawned, scratching her armpit with one hand, and casually brushing her fingers down her blouse. Getting to her feet, Jen wiped the sand off her skirt, only to stop when she spotted a few crusty stains on the material. Confused, she didn't know what she was looking at until she spotted the sleeping Hulk in front of her stir awake and get up, pulling up his pants and stuffing his morning wood down the leg sleeve. She froze and brought her hands back up to wrap around her chest to keep them idle. Last night's bet with Betty finally caught up with her and what she had done. Especially the fact that she and Betty didn't use protection... But then again, what condom could fit that foot and a half long pipe she straddled last night?

"Maybe... Maybe they're shooting blanks?" Jen wondered as she glanced at the quartet of gamma giants waking up and looking around for something to do. "I mean, its not like the Leader had the best material to work with, I wouldn't be surprised if they were sterile really."

Hmm..." Sitting up and scratching her dark hair, Betty looked up with heavy lidded eyes and stood up to scratch at itch at her side, yawning into her mouth only to stop and sniff at her hand when she did. "Shit... I need a bath."

"I don't think that's the ONLY thing we need right now Betty."

Confused, the red She-Hulk shook her head and gave her green counterpart a posed stare. "The hell are you talking abou..."

Her stomach suddenly growled like a truck engine, distracting her momentarily and putting a hot blush to her red cheeks. Jen smirked and was about to make a catty remark when her own stomach did the same. Forcing her to rub her starving stomach with the palm of her hand.

"Maybe there's some... Some fruit nearby, something for breakfast we can have..." Jen muttered, spotting the fruits she gathered earlier hanging from a tree and shook the trunk to have them wall into the brush nearby. Plucking one up, Jen took a cautious bite.

It was delicious! Sweet, and not too tangy, like mango or ripe kiwi. The skins were perfectly edible and the flesh inside had an almost effervescent texture, but it wasn't unpleasant. Quite the opposite. Betty quickly devoured her first fruit and started on a second, tossing the pit away. Then a third... then a fourth. Jennifer leaned back and belched after finishing her fifth helping, patting her stomach to help it settle. She smiled, juice still dripping down her chin, some part of her realized she might have left the fruit in the sun a little too long, because she was feeling pretty woozy, like she'd just drank a few too many shots at the bar. But the feeling of nausea and bloating had passed, which was fine with her, but she was still hungry, and fruit wasn't going to cut it for her. Seeing the four Hulks debate on what to use to make a new raft, Jen's eyes leered at their bodies and found herself licking her lips again.

"Damn, I feel like I could eat a horse!" Moaned Betty, rubbing her stomach. "To bad there isn't one."

"Speak for yourself, I see a stallion I wanna take a bite out of right there."

The slinky She-Hulk stood up and sashayed towards the nearest Hulk in the group, grabbing hold of his arm and tugging him towards one of the palm trees to gently shove against. Falling to her knees, she began to undo his pants and tug them down his legs.

"What Leader want?"

"Oh you'll see big boy." Ever so gently, she peeled his pants down, freeing more of the veiny, vascular cock. "Holy shit," Jen whispered as she drew her fingers along its length. "Wow! You're even bigger than the last guy." It was a little shorter, but definitely thicker. Jen had to grip it with both hands!

She pumped it, licking her lips as precum began to well up, dribbling out of the knob, and clamped her mouth over the head. The shameless She-Hulk moaned as she slurped on the smooth helmet, sucking down the musky, gamma-enhanced taste. The goon began to grunt breathlessly, his hips flexing as he reached out and gripped at her hair. Jen stayed attached, swirling her tongue under the collar of his cockhead, tickling the sensitive glands. Without warning, cum erupted from his cock in a thick pulsing torrent, filling Jen's mouth, her cheeks bulging. She gulped it down as fast as she could, throat working to swallow the hot, creamy sperm. She choked, jets of gooey white spurting out of her nose and spilling from the corners of her mouth. With a strangled gasp, she pulled free of the goon's grip. His cock throbbed and jumped, sending more semen to splatter on her face and in her hair as she caught her breath.