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~ The Sexy Misadventures of She Hulk ~
~ Episode 6: Exploration, Exploitation - Part 1 ~

Created by Rinji Pantera
Jennifer Walters and her alterego, the big, buff, and busty She Hulk, learns to cope with her dual identity in everyday society

This story is geared towards adults. It is an unofficial fan fiction and is in no way affiliated with Marvel. This story contains elements of female muscle growth, superhuman strength, explicit language and intense sexual themes. If any of that offends you, then this story is not for you. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy!

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It was approaching high noon and Jennifer was just finishing her daily round at the gym. It's been a few days now, and it seems like she can finally workout without everyone staring at her like she's a ticking time bomb waiting to go off. Her control over the She Hulk has improved considerably over these last few days, but she still has difficulty summoning her at will. While she has little to worry about when in a pinch, it's still something she hopes to gain complete mastery over.

Like clockwork, Jennifer would come home after her gym workout, whenever that may be, and proceed to share in her intimate muscle sex with her other self. It was quite a unique relationship for her. But it was also the only one thus far where no one could get hurt. All that passion and flexing was something she could never get tired of. All that muscle; all that strength, it was like a drug more addictive than heroin! And every time, her orgasms were accompanied by a messy squirting ejaculation. It had become as much a part of her daily routine as dinner itself. It also meant she had to pick up several more pairs of sheets to ensure she always had something clean to sleep with.

Aside from her concern over potentially hurting an innocent person with her phenomenal strength while transformed, she truly believes that she got the better hand than Bruce did. That's not to say she wasn't sympathetic to her cousin's anger impairment. It was quite the opposite, in fact. She had been planning to pay Bruce a visit sometime to see about helping him find the silver lining in his Hulk state that he may not have seen yet.

* * *

Word was rapidly spreading more and more about She Hulk's existence. Jennifer had already been forced to make certain lifestyle changes to maintain her normal life. But who was she kidding? Normal was a thing of the past now. She had something so few could even dream of having. It was a part of her now. There was no point in trying to deny it. But when you have this power, what can one do with it? Lately, she's had this rather naughty urge to mess with a few strong men just to see how easy they would be to overpower. It wouldn't be like it was with Kathy. She would be in total control of herself not being in any kind of lustful state. And there was still lots for her to explore about her other side.

As 3PM came and went, Jennifer put on what she had dubbed her official She Hulk costume, the custom made highly elastic gymwear. After throwing on a cheap shirt over top of it, she put her shoes on and headed out. She had thought of going in her car. But she didn't want to potentially risk leaving it out there like last time. It was bad enough that she had to jump all the back across the city to retrieve it. Her only good fortune was that it was dark and very few people saw her.

So instead she used her only usable method for purposefully transforming into She Hulk: She ducked out of sight, reached down in her shorts, and fingered her pussy a little. It was better that than getting angry. One thing she knew by now, was that whatever strong emotion triggered her transformation, that emotion would also transform and become amplified. If she wanted to enjoy herself, it would defeat the purpose if she was angry.

It certainly didn't take much for her to become moist from her stimulations and thoughts of the woman she both loved and envied. Her will to become She Hulk enabled her arousal to trigger the transformation. A part of her hoped her shirt would survive this, but alas it didn't. But now that her big green muscle machine had emerged feeling really horny, she calmly resigned to grabbing a larger shirt from her stash. But before she did, she required a good 30 minutes of heavy petting and masturbation to bring herself back down to Earth.

It was still difficult for her to level out her emotions. She tried simply being really happy or really excited. But for some reason, it was too difficult for even regular excitement to trigger her transformation. All she had so far was pain and sexual stimulation. She decided to simply run for now. She tore through her neighborhood like a world class sprinter, though she could've run even faster if she wanted. She reached the outskirts of town and decided instead to hit the highway. Now any normal person would be stupid to go on foot. It would take far too long for anyone else to get to the next city that way, not to mention the amount of energy being used up. But She Hulk's stamina and endurance was as superhuman as her strength. Thus it felt so liberating to run along the side of the road at such amazing speeds.

After 15 minutes of continual running, She Hulk decided it was time to cover more ground and started leaping. Her powerful legs propelled her a mile to a mile and a half per leap, and before long she reached a city that seemed pretty out of the way. She ran until she reached the inner part of town, where she slowed to a jog. With the sun shining bright, her green skin really stood out and got a lot of stares. So she decided to find somewhere to turn back to normal for now.

Upon reaching an empty parking lot, She Hulk went behind some trucks and focused on changing back. But before she did, she made a mental note that she would try to return whenever Jennifer willed her to. It felt like a barrier that she was having a hard time getting past. Unless there was some strong emotion that connected them, She Hulk felt disconnected from her other half. If she was going to be a fundamental part of Jennifer's life, she wanted very much to be there for her whenever she needed or wanted.

At last, She Hulk's swelled musculature reduced in size as the green in her skin went back to its original color. She stepped out from behind the trucks cursing to herself. In hindsight, she wished she had brought another normal sized shirt after all. Now she was stuck wearing this shirt that felt baggy on her. It made her look homeless!

"Damn it!" Jennifer cursed.

Not really able to do much about it now, Jennifer could only go with it and began to explore the city. It was fairly big with some tall buildings here and there. It definitely showed signs of aging. Though it did seem one good thing was coming out of wearing this oversized shirt. Not only did it hide her body well, but no one seemed to recognize her as either herself or She Hulk for some reason. If she knew it was this easy to disguise herself, she could just buy a pair of reading glasses with no lens in them and perhaps modify her hair a little.

After taking in the sights, Jennifer came upon a carnival. Jennifer loved carnivals, especially those squirt gun racing games. She was always pretty good at them, or at least pretty lucky. She wandered around, taking in the pleasant atmosphere. A couple of drunk guys suddenly walked up in front of her and leaned in close just to speak to her.

"Hey baby! Why don't you come hang with us? We'll show you a good time." the man said.

But Jennifer was in no mood for company, least of all this kind. She waved her hand from side to side in front of her face.

"Damn dude. You smell like a beer distillery! Sorry, but I prefer men that are classy and a gentlemen." Jennifer said.

The man poked Jennifer in the shoulder, "Says the snotty brat why's wearing such an ugly shirt."

The other guy, while also noticeably intoxicated, had some more sense about him, and tugged at his friend's shoulder, "Forget her dude. Let's just go."

But the man wrenched his shoulder free, "No! Nobody disrespects me like this."

He suddenly grabbed Jennifer's wrist really hard and yanked her forward, "Come with me!"

The adrenalin surged through her as she took this rare opportunity to test something. She could only hope it would work. Already, her muscles had begun to grow and her skin was almost visibly green tinted. She planted her foot down and stopped the man dead in his tracks. She then used her free hand to grab the man's own wrist and bend it back so far that all three of them heard a sickening cracking sound. The man cried out in pain as he begged her to let go.

Not wanting to outright break his wrist, Jennifer did just that and let him go. He fell to his knees clutching his wrist and glaring up at her.

"What kind of freak are you?!" the man spat.

His friend just wanted to get out of there and tugged his friend's arm to help him up, "C'mon. Let's get out of here."

As they ran off, the guy looked back at her.

"Freak!" he yelled.

For some reason, that word struck a nerve in her. But rather than get angry about it, Jennifer felt tears in her eyes. Perhaps it was the suddenness of such an insult as opposed to all these wonderful things she has seen in her She Hulk self. Her transformation had halted partway and receded before anyone could get a good look at it. She felt a bunch of eyes on her and for the first time, felt really embarrassed about who she was.

She mustered up her dignity and started to walk out of the carnival, when a man's voice called out to her.

"Excuse me miss, but please don't go. You're not a freak. On the contrary, I thought that was really sexy what you did." the man said.

Jennifer hesitated, unsure about this other man's sincerity. But the genuine-looking smile in his face finally convinced her. She walked up to him and saw that he was the operator of what ironically was a high striker, a strongman game where one used a hammer or mallet to ring a bell at the top of a tower of varying heights. She looked at it and couldn't help but chuckle. If he only knew...

"Normally, I'd see about interesting you in playing this game. But first I wanted to let you know that I saw how those men treated you and frankly that was just wrong of them. That man deserved what he got. I must say that you shouldn't be ashamed to hide what is undoubtedly a very muscular body under there. You'd be surprised how genuinely attractive it is." the man said.

This time Jennifer definitely laughed, "Thank you sweetie. That's very kind of you to say. But while I am strong for my build, I think you overestimate how big I really am under here."

With that, she lifted her shirt to reveal a decently toned body, but nothing spectacular. The man look noticeably embarrassed a bit, but quickly composed himself.

"Ah, I see. Well in any case, it's still a sexy quality to possess such strength. I bet with the right lifting, you can develop a muscular body to go along with that strength of yours. Why mislead people with a shirt like that?" the man asked.

Jennifer was honestly unsure how to answer that. It was becoming clear that knowledge of who she is was still somewhat scattered, but it apparently didn't seem to sink in to this particular town.

The man beckoned her closer, as if wanting to say something quietly to her.

"Listen. There's a contest on the other end of the carnival over there. A man who was a former Mr. Olympia recently is offering a cool grand to anyone who can beat him at arm wrestling. Now this goes against our code, but I bet you might be able to beat him with that kind of strength." the man said.

But something else occurred to Jennifer, "Why are you telling me this?"

This time it was the man who wasn't sure how to respond. There was certainly the fact that he found Jennifer quite attractive, despite her unsightly shirt. But he didn't want to ruin what little camaraderie he had managed to establish with her. And besides, he had a feeling she wouldn't be interested anyway.

"I just think you would actually stand a chance, that's all. Besides, he's been acting pretty cocky as of late. No one has been able to beat him. I think it's high time that someone took him down a notch." the man said.

"I see. Well then, thank you. I just hope your confidence is well placed." Jennifer said.

The man smiled up at her, "It is. I have a good feeling about you."

Jennifer could tell he was trying to be sweet to her. And after that encounter with those two drunken assholes, this really did make her feel better. She then really grasped just what it was this man was saying. A chance to win a thousand dollars was not something to pass up. She wanted a chance to explore ways of controlling her transformations, both at will and in certain stages; this could work out perfectly!

Jennifer pulled out a dollar and handed it to him, "I'll need to warm up first. Surely you don't mind me having a go at this, do you?"

"Certainly!" the man said eagerly, as he reached for the large mallet and handed it to her.

As Jennifer walked up to it, she heard a few snickers from the passing people. Seems there were a lot more mean people than nice ones. But she wasn't going to let anything get her down this time. Instead, she was going to use this to her advantage. She looked around and talked loud enough for people in the immediate vicinity to hear.

"Alright! Time to shut a few mouths around here!"

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UPDATE: Added a line of narration due to what I felt was a sudden rush from one scene to the next. It's right before She Hulk departs. You should know it when you see it.

Jennifer decides to have some fun with her muscular alterego while she still can, and thus goes on a little road trip She Hulk style!

Jennifer Walters & She Hulk Marvel
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ProphetTenebrae Featured By Owner Nov 29, 2012
Someone is said to smell like a brewery, not a "beer distillery" - mainly because beer is not distilled.
RinjiPantera Featured By Owner Nov 29, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
My mistake. ^^;
ProphetTenebrae Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012
It never hurts to help.
RinjiPantera Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
I understand. And thanks for pointing that out, seriously. ^^
ProphetTenebrae Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012
No problem. I'm enjoying the story but it is - at times - hindered by your occasional inelegant phrasing or improper syntax.
RinjiPantera Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Never realized I had an improper syntax issue. Could you care to point out an example or two of each, both inelegant phrasing and improper syntax? If I'm making a mistake, I'd like to be able to learn from it and improve in that area.
ProphetTenebrae Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012
If you're OK with it, I'll make some comments in your chapters pointing out bits that need work but I can't really give you an ETA, it'll be when the fancy takes me.

Don't get me wrong, you've got the raw talent but you're still rough around the edges... but a lack of technical proficiency is far easier to address than a lack of talent.
RinjiPantera Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
I welcome it. Just so long as you keep it constructive and not belittling in any way.
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BelRhaza4017 Featured By Owner Nov 27, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
There's an old saying that applies here, I think, and again, it has to do with control, like iceman said: Jennifer using her abilities as She-Hulk is like training a muscle; all it takes is repetition, patience, and perseverance to gain the desired effect, and I believe she will get it; looking great here, Rinji!
RinjiPantera Featured By Owner Nov 27, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks! I'm glad the message is being conveyed well enough. Because I am going to need her to have good enough control over herself for future story arcs. But that doesn't mean she won't hit roadbumps along the way. ;)
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