Tipsy and lightheaded, Jen and Betty have some fun with the Hulk clones.

"In for a penny in for a pound" Giggled Jen still feeling buzzed from the fruit she ate, wiping her face she straddled the brute underneath her. Hiking up her ruined skirt and pulling her underwear to the side she aimed the green erection towards her pussy and sunk down on it.

"Hnnggh… So big, fucking huge!"

Panting from being stuffed so tightly, it took the She-Hulk a few seconds to cope with the brute’s girth before raising herself up to grind away at his crotch. Moaning and gasping with each moment she drove his length deeper into her. Jen tried as best she could not to make too much noise but failed miserably, tossing her hair back and forth and pulling her jacket open to fondle at her bra clad breasts. Moaning out loud, she didn’t notice the buttons fly off or her skirt ripping open at the seams.

"Heh... What a total nymph." Smirked the red She-Hulk, eyeing the two going at it, until her eyes shifted to the other three nearby. Her stomach growled again and despite her misgivings, she found herself leering at them until she decided to approach the trio. Her heart was pounding in her chest the entire time when she grabbed hold of one by the arm and pulled him away into the bushes for some privacy.

"Where we go?" The Hulk clone asked innocently, seeing the woman smirk impishly back up at him before she gently pinned him against a slab of rock and started undoing his pants like she watched Jen do earlier.

"Relax big guy, I'm just getting something for myself, and if you play nice, you might get something out of this too."

Pulling his cock free, Betty licked up the shaft until she reached the tip. Swirling her tongue around its head and looking up to see the Hulk clone's reaction before swallowing down on his erection. Sucking and pumping him off, Betty 's mind wandered over claiming the kettle black but that left her thoughts very quickly as she continued to suck him more and more, cradling his balls and smiling despite her lips **** so wide to accommodate his girth. Hearing him grunt and groan, Betty knew he was getting close to 'popping', eagerly trying to coax him to his limit by sucking harder and swirling her tongue. Eventually that was all it was needed when he gripped the slab of stone behind him and fired off into her mouth.

Swallowing as much as she could as quickly as she was capable, Betty's eyes rolled back, drinking his cum directly down her throat. After a minute of draining him and filling her stomach, Betty finally pulled free of his still hard erection with a pop of her black lips, wiping the back of her hand over her mouth to pick up anything she missed. Her heart was like a booming thunder in her ears when she finally stood up on shaking legs, looking up at the smirking green idiot who got his rocks off, Betty smiled and gently turned him around as they switched places. Pressings her back against the slab of rock, she undid her own pants and slipped them down to her feet to kick free. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she wrapped her legs around his thighs and aimed his cock between her pussy lips.

"Good boy, time for your reward."

Back with Jen, the green skinned woman wailed and moaned with wild abandon, lost and drunk with arousal as she ground and collided against the Hulk clone's hips. If she heard the other two Hulk clones comment in the background, she didn't give them any heed. Her ears could only hear the thump of her heart pounding in her chest as she squeezed her bra clad breasts together and hefted them up to lick at their slopes. When Jen finally hit an explosive climax, as well as her partner, She-Hulk groaned as she was flooded into again, and collapsed on top of the Hulk clone, her hips still bucking even when the deluge fired into her finally tapered off. Slowly regaining herself and crawling off the big green ogre man, Jen staggered up to her feet and leaned against a tree, her satisfied smile still on her face.

Not a few minutes later, she found Betty stumble out of the trees with a Hulk clone following after her. Her pants folded and hanging off her arm when she pressed back against the same tree Jen leaned against, her cum stained chin showing a blissful smile as she licked it clean.

"We better find a way off this damn island, before I get used to this!"

"Amen to that sister..."

Finally standing straight Jennifer looked down to find her belly swollen rounder, her blouse left buttonless and hanging open to show off her straining bra and green tits. Moving her hand lower, she felt the squish of fluids trailing between her legs and checked to find her skirt had split open at the thigh, her underwear now tight and clinging to her like a thong. Gicing her ruined clothes a sniff, Jen made a face of disgust.

"Maybe we should get cleaned up, I just hope I don't smell like a brothel by the time we get found."

"IF we get found."

*

A few minutes later, the two were back at the pool of drinking water and travelled up the source until they found a waterfall where the spring dropped from. Striping off her cloths Jen stood under the falling water while Betty crouched over to the current and splashed water over herself. After several minutes, the two traded places, catching themselves staring at each other as they made the effort to clean themselves off. Finally feeling refreshed, the two She-Hulks returned to the pool to lounge and relax. Still feeling strangely bloated, Jen got up to her feet and stood in the pool to get a look at her reflection in the waters. Turning and striking a pose to get a look at herself.

"Good thing about being a hulk is you don’t get fat; bad news is they don’t do small either…"

In the past 48 hours, she discovered her figure had changed drastically. Sporting wider hips and thicker thighs, she gave one of her ass cheeks a squeeze to find it wasn’t fat, just solid with corded muscle. Her once heart shaped rear now a rounded bubble butt. Hefting her tits, she discovered why her bra felt so uncomfortable, the pair having grown a few cup sizes larger from her ‘natural’ G cups. Not only that but her areolas looked wider and darker in appearance, the nipples now puffy and thick.

"I look like a washed up porn queen, I’d be lucky if my old wardrobe still fit me when I get back home…"

With her attention off her figure the last thing that got her attention was her belly which had grown full and round since last night. If she had to guess, she looked like she swallowed a watermelon, but then again, so did Betty Ross.

"Please tell me you're not thinking what I'm thinking." Worried Betty, rubbing a hand over her own swollen stomach.

"Well… Best case scenario its just gas, worst case scenario, I’m going to have to learn how to make diapers from banana leaves."

Moving over to the remains of her cloths, she buttoned her skirt back around her broad hips and tied her blouse around herself in a make shift top, leaving her bra and panties on the sand behind her.

"Not like those two are gonna fit for any longer… This sucks, how can this get any worse?"