Where do we find Jen?

Plenty of Encouragement!

Chapter 4 by AnotherAnt AnotherAnt

"Oh, fan fiction! Good for you." Jen gave a big, friendly smile as she knelt down into a runner's stance. Like green, muscular rocket, she took off down the crumbling city street.

"I'm serious!" Jen continued. "Fan fiction writers get a bad rep, but everybody starts somewhere. You practice your craft, show your passion, get your ideas into the world-- Next thing you know, your name's on an official magazine cover, right next to my big, green ass!"

Jen might've preferred to end that sentence with "mug", or something a little less crass. But it's fine. Not every story needs to be kid friendly, as Marvel themselves has proven time and time again.

Plus... It was pretty big. And pretty green.

Explosions erupted around She-Hulk as her powerful legs launched her down the street in short bursts. The concrete crumbled underfoot, buildings shook with each landing, but it was nothing compared to the damage that her enemies were doing.

A car was launched overhead-- Right toward a cowering civilian! Jen grit her teeth and gave herself one last leap, and just as the car was about to flatten the poor innocents... She caught it with little more than a huff. Hoisting it up with one hand in a show of triumph.

"Classic heroic display. Right up there with saving a cat in a tree." She nodded approvingly. "You alright down there--?"

Jen glanced down to the rescued citizen. A beautiful blonde! She didn't seem hurt, but she had torn... Her shirt... In the escape. Not that she seemed particularly bothered, as she stared up at the green giant.

Or rather, her exposed, green-tinted pussy, peeking out as Jen planted her feet beneath the car.

"Oh. You're one of THOSE fanfiction writers." Jen huffed a lock of green hair out of her face. "I take it all back. But fine! What's the fetish for this one? Tentacles? Hyper muscles? That's a popular one..."

She had an impatient tone to her voice as she placed the car down. Just what she needed. A perverted story, with a perverted writer, and perverted readers, on a perverted site.

"Well?" She asked, as a crowd gathered around the famously nudist heroine-

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