!

She-Hulk rode up the elevator to her floor and nearly ran the last bit of the way to her apartment, hoping that no one would see her in her current state. She look like a mess with dried-up strings of semen down the length of her stomach, her hair a complete mess, her skirt practically ruined after her having grinded her ass all over the trunk of the taxi, and the knot keeping her shirt together seeming as though it would let loose any second. But she made it unspotted all the way to her door, and let out a sigh of relief as she turned the key and stepped inside her apartment.

Dropping her purse by the door, Jennifer stripped naked while she walked to the bathroom, and then stepped inside the shower-stall. She washed her body clean, lathering it in soap, and rinsed her hair.

“And now, let’s really get things started!” Mojo broke into a mad laughter as he added even more commands, feeling convinced that She-Hulk was his most brightest shining star by now, and he already knew how to make her even bigger.

When she felt that she had freshened up, she turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her generous, curvy frame. As she walked into her comfortable yet stylish living-room, the phone rang. “Yes.” She said as she placed the phone against her ear.

“Hello Jennifer. Have you checked your e-mail recently?” A distorted voice asked her.

“Who is this?” Jennifer replied, wondering what was going on.

“I suggest you do so. I’ll call back.” The line went dead, and Jennifer held the phone in her hand as she walked over and switched her computer on, sitting down on the chair while the machine began to hum.

When she had logged in and was just about to open her mail, the phone rang again. Jennifer answered with a irritated “What!?”, which produced a low laughter on the other end of the line.

“Have you checked your e-mail yet?” The distorted voice asked.

“I was just about to.”

“Good. Don’t let me interrupt.”

“What the hell is going on!?” Jennifer was coming close to losing her temper by now.

“Just read your mail!”

Said and done, Jennifer opened her mail-service and found a new e-mail, titled “Fun pictures”, and clicked on it. She gasped as she what it contained.

Attached to the mail was a picture of her, stomach-down on the trunk of a cab, while the driver of the same cab was fucking her from behind.

“I’ve got a video too.” The voice told her. “Want to see it?”

“Where did you get this?” She-Hulk asked, her entire being rocked by the terror which the knowledge that someone had filmed her outrageous behaviour caused.

“Where I got it is not important. What I want is more important. Look, I’m one click away from sending these pictures and the video to a New York magazine with a less than stellar reputation when it comes to respecting a person’s private life.”

“How much do you want?” She-Hulk asked him.

“What, did you think I wanted money?”

“What else!?”

“I’m sending you another mail. Follow the directions supplied by it, and show at the given location at nine pm sharp. Don’t show and I publicize the pictures. Call the cops and I publicize the pictures. Understood?”

“Understood.” She-Hulk said, her voice a mixture of anger and resignation.

“Good.” The distorted voice ended the conversation.

Placing the phone on the table, Jennifer looked at the picture of her being fucked on the taxi, and dropped the towel that she had wrapped around herself to the floor. She masturbated while looking at the picture. Thereafter, she got dressed and began the long wait for sundown.

When the time came, she took her coat and headed out the door, making her way according to her instructions.