The Sensational She-Hulk

Moving up the stairs you are pleased to see that the house is quiet, feeling almost deserted during this peaceful afternoon. The upper hallway stretches far back into the house, the doors all tightly shut as you stroll slowly down the hall, counting the doors as your mind tries to choose which Avenger you want the most. Pausing at the one door, you smile as you read the small brass nameplate affixed to the center of the door.

A smile plays across your face as you raise your hand to knock, your powers shifting to something more appropriate for the sensational She-Hulk. You feel your face slowly shifting back to your own once more, your body growing stronger and harder as certain parts of your anatomy changed. As the door finally opened, you were nearly 7 feet tall and invulnerable.

“May... may I help you?” the jade colored beauty asks as she looks out from her room, her eyes running over your toned body, pausing noticeably on the obscene bulge in your pants.

“I think I may be able to help you, Jennifer,” You reply with a slight smile as you take a step forward, noticing how she automatically stepped aside for you, allowing you into her private room.

“How would that be?” She asks, seeming to notice for the first time that she had stepped out of your way, her hand going to her hips as she tried to appear tough.

“Well, Jennifer or do you prefer She-Hulk?” You ask politely as you turn to face her, your eyes drinking in the perfection of her tall muscular form as she stands before you, “I can give you something few other men can.” You assure her, smiling at the sudden appearance of her hard nipples through her skin tight costume even as she opens her mouth to interrupt, “I can give you sex without danger, the opportunity to be with a man when you don't have to hold your power in check, when you don't have to worry about crushing your lover because you let loose.” You tell her her, your voice slowly dropping down to a seductive whisper as you step closer to her, so close that your bodies are separated by a hair's breadth. “Would you like that opportunity, Jennifer?” You whisper softly into her ear, feeling her shiver at your words.

“Please, call me She-Hulk,” the emerald beauty breathes as she leans against you, her mouth covering yours in a passionate kiss that would pulverize most other men. Your tongues dance together as your arms slide around her waist, pulling her hard against you, letting her feel your growing desire for her. “What... what should I call you?” She asks breathlessly once the kiss ends, her fingers running along your back.

“I'm known as Nero,” you tell her, your hands sliding down to cup the soft curve of her ass, “but you can call me lover.”

“Oh,” the gamma irradiated beauty purrs against you, her mouth kissing the side of your neck as your fingers knead and caress the soft flesh of her rear.

“You like this, don't you, She-Hulk?” You ask needlessly, your hands moving up and over her back, gripping the collar of her costume and slowly pulling it apart, the sound of tearing fabric filling the small room, “you like finally being with someone who's man enough to match you.”

“Y-yes,” She replies, her eyes wide in astonishment as you finish shredding her costume, leaving her standing there completely naked, her shapely body pressed tight against you. “That... my costume was made of unstable molecules. Even I couldn't...”

“Shhh,” you hush her as your mouth covers hers once more, your hands sliding down her invincible skin, feeling her tremble slightly under your touch. Your fingers glide down between your bodies, cupping the heaving mound of her breast as you lift your mouth from hers.