Surprising yourself, after going back and forth, you resolve to obey She Hulk’s command that you smell her feet. You’ve been around a bit and can usually tell when not to push an issue. You used to jokingly refer to this gut feeling as your “Spider Sense.” However, something about the seemingly instantaneous change in Jennifer’s mood and demeanor towards you tells you that her playful obtuseness is over. In fact, She Hulk seems downright furious with you at this point. As much as you desperately want to continue protesting your innocence, discretion kicks in. “Know when to say when” you grumble.” “What was that?” Oh man, she heard you! Along with her super strength, She Hulk also has beyond normal hearing as well! In a lighting flash of realization, you make the connection: With her incredible hearing (not nearly as good as Superman's but much greater than a normal humans), there’s the very real chance that she heard you in her living room from outside. If that was the case, she could have heard you sniffing her boots; you wouldn’t have had any way to know how long she had observed you either. Maybe she only made her presence known after she’d seen enough of your perverted display! All of these things converge on you at once until you’re brought back to your present circumstances by She Hulk’s authoritative voice.
“You better not be back talking me either. If you think I’m upset with you, you haven’t seen anything yet. I’ve been under a lot of stress lately; so much that it’s been pretty difficult keeping things together. But I don’t expect someone like you to really appreciate that. No, you’re one of those people that so takes people like me for granted that you don’t’ even see me as real, but as someone that exists only to save you!” Looking at you with an upturned eyebrow, she says “or in your sick case, fuels your perverted fetishes. I assure you that I have feelings, as do all of us heroes. It’s not easy but we all do it because we have been blessed with abilities far greater than average people. It’s just the right thing to do. All I ask is for some of you to show your appreciation once in awhile. I suppose you’re about to, aren’t you? I sort of feel sorry for you, you know? You wouldn’t know this, but there’s been an inside joke with my teammates and I about my smelly feet for years. What can I say? I’m said to be pretty good looking, but just have big, smelly feet! But, you already know that, don’t you?”
Extending her right foot, she points to her boots lying by your side. “Those are my favorite boots. They’re highly durable; they’ve taken care of my feet on some really dangerous missions through the years. So, they’re not going anywhere soon. I guess my teammates will just have to put up with the stink that comes from them when I take them off after being in them all day, hugh? Now, so will you, at least for a little bit.”
“Now stop your grumbling and get over here and start smelling my feet.” Like I said, you may think I’m pissed, but I’m really not. At least, not yet. I’m more annoyed and disgusted with you.” Then, flashing a predatory smile at you, she says “Don’t make me angry, you wouldn’t like me when I’m angry. That’s a little nod to my cousin,” she says somewhat mournfully. You wonder what's going on for her to sound sad by recalling her cousin?
You realize where that little saying comes from, as you’ve been a fan of both the Incredible Hulk and She Hulk for years now. She may not believe it, but you have respected what she’s stood for and done on behalf of the world. Taking a deep breath and letting it out, you begin to walk over to She Hulk. Still with her large bare feet crossed at the ankles, you think you pick up a sickly sweet stink coming from them. Now, that couldn’t be, could it? You’re still at least twenty feet away! It has to be from having had your face inside her boot from before, right? You shudder at the thought of having her feet smell that strong. “Hey, I said to crawl, not walk. Get on your hands and knees. You want to find out what my feet smell like, let’s do this right! I’m a lot stronger than you and obviously taller. I think that calls for a little deference on your part, don’t you? Especially since I could crush every bone in your body, and I will if you don’t’ start listening to me!”
Shaken by her demand, you fall to your hand and knees. At this point, you’re filled with real fear and anxiety. Your heart is racing, arms and legs trembling, you begin sweating. A drop of perspiration falls into your eye, causing further disorientation. In spite of this, you begin making your way over to the green giantess, the green goddess and her giant feet. It only takes you a minute of being on the ground and moving toward her to you realize that your initial fear was correct—the stench was indeed coming from her feet! Finally, the moment of truth arrives, as you come within a foot of She Hulk’s feet. The bottoms of them are large and thick with strong soles. Her toes are powerful looking and her unpainted nails are so clear that you imagine you can see your reflection in them.
Stomach growling, you already are attempting to hold your breath. How in the world are you going to be able to stand this, even if it’s for only a minute or two? Smirking down at you, She Hulk slowly extends her legs out further, coming only inches from you now! “Go ahead and put that little face of yours into my feet like a good little boy. Come on.” As she does this, the true horror of your situation explodes into your awareness. This can’t be happening! “Plea pleas,” you find yourself beginning to beg as She Hulk gently brings her right foot towards your face. Stopping directly in front of you, she waits until your looking right at her foot. She then ever so gently begins to flex her powerful toes, cracking them. Along with the cracks, which elicit a few contented sights from her, you pick up a slight squishing sound due to the sweat buildup between and around her toes! Looking into the pit of her toe folds and wrinkles, you imagine that her foot could scrunch around a small cat or dog's entire body!
“There, happy I gave you a nice look at my pretty feet? Now, go down on your belly and let the fun begin!” “Why, please, tell me, why, Ma’am, why you’re doing this to me? I’m sorry, please just let me go home! You can’t believe how pathetic you sound, but it can’t be helped. You’re actually scared of this woman’s feet. If begging gets you out of this, so be it. Letting out a disgusted sigh, She Hulk quickly raises her right leg in the air, and before you can figure out what she’s doing, she brings her foot down on top of your left shoulder. The weight is enormous and her foot covers the entire left side of your face. The stench immediately surrounds you. Panicking, you attempt to pull back away form her. “No, I don’t think so little one,” Jennifer says. She Hulk turns her pungent foot around so that her big toe is behind your head. With seemingly zero effort, she pulls you forward and down. Down to a hellishly, smelly, punishing world of humiliation. On your belly in seconds, you find your entire face easily encompassed in between both of her monstrous feet. Together, with your entire head imprisoned between them, her feet create a womb-like environment. On that wreaks beyond human comprehension! Words really can’t begin to explain how horrible She Hulk’s large and punishing feet are. After only a few sniffs, you begin to tear up and cry. It simply can't be helped. "Come on sweetie, put that little nose under my big stinky toes and smell.” When you did so and breathed in, a bout of gagging overtakes you. The pungency of She Hulk’s unwashed feet sends shock waves through your trembling body.
Muffled in the green and sweaty prison her feet serve as, you attempt to mumble “Oh God, please.” You try to pull away but She Hulk craftily hooks her left foot behind your head to keep you from removing your face from her right foot. For a moment, all is silent except for the pathetic sound of your sniffing and crying simultaneously. Then, the cruel, green, super heroine turned foot goddess speaks to you. “Want to take a break for a minute and tell me what they smell like sicko? Are they all you’d hoped they’d be, or did you just want to play with my boots? Your body twitches and convulses as your nose and entire face continues to be assaulted by the soul-penetrating stink of She Hulk’s feet. Having experienced and witnessed many amazing and horrible things in her life, She Hulk had to nonetheless marvel at the affect just smelling her feet was having on this poor creature before her. She can feel your little body shudder as your nose breathed in her foot. She cooed down to your as you eventually submit completely to her, going rigid down on your belly, still with your nose clasped under her sweaty bare toes.
As the minutes go by, you find yourself losing consciousness. Sensing this, Jennifer occasionally removes her foot from around your face, letting a minute amount of oxygen get in. Even that is contaminated, as the whole room seems to be, by this giantess’ pungent foot odor. From there, She Hulk places the top of her right foot under your face and lifts you back up onto your knees. Your tear streaked face is caked in foot sweat, stinging your eyes. She Hulk then further demoralizes you by placing both of her legs onto your shoulders. Her calves rest comfortably on them while she closes her ankles around the sides of your neck. Still able to breath in her toxic scent, but unable to move an inch out of the vise grip of her ankles, you are forced to look directly into She Hulk’s eyes. She actually smiles at you. “I hope you’re learning a valuable lesson, whoever you are. You don’t just break into woman’s houses, smell their boots and shoes, and try and steal their belongings. If you do, things like this can happen to you, cant they? She then playfully squeezes you, briefly constricting the flow of blood to your brain. In a desperate attempt to break free, you place your hands to her ankles. No luck. She is beyond strong. You’re greeted with what feels like pure steel with an insane amount of muscle beneath that!
After a full ten minutes of forcing you to look at her as she occasionally mocks your fetish and predicament, Jennifer released you from her grip, letting you fall onto your face in a heap at her feet. She then stands up to her full height from the love seat. You lay motionless on the ground. After only moment, you begin crying like a baby again into the carpet. Placing both of her feet on either side of your head, She Hulk lets the moment sink in. She looks down at you at her feet and felt a twinge of guilt for what she’d just done. But she then thought back to what she had caught you doing and knew she had to carry on. “Get on your back.” Dazed, you don’t hear her say this at first. She Hulk nudges your head softly but it feels like someone threw a 50 mph hour baseball at you. Now you have a deep bruise on your head to go along with the angry red ones along the sides of your neck. Dazed and out of it from the assault you’d just undergone, but knowing the consequences of not obeying this crazed titaness, you pull yourself up to your knees yet again.
“Thanks, now get on your back.” Before you can respond she places her foot on your chest. As she pushes you down, she purposely grips your Captain America shirt with her toes, ripping it from your body. With everything going on, I just now realized what you're wearing. “You don’t’ deserve to wear that kid. Down on your back, naked chest exposed, your eyes meet She Hulk’s. She is so tall and powerful. Much more than you. Then, everyone in your life has always been stronger and more powerful than you. This is just the ultimate example of my inferiority to women, you think to yourself. What a time for personal introspection. You wish you'd done some soul searching earlier. Now, your soul is being demolished by She Hulk's soles!
Praying for a look of mercy from her, you are instead greeted with an icily detached Amazon who knows she can do whatever she wishes with you. She Hulk placed a big sole atop your chest, flexing her toes just under your chin, letting more stink to air out onto to you. “Why don’t you tell me what my feet smell like now? As she asked this, her foot creeps up to your lips. “Or maybe you’d like to taste them a little, take a break from smelling them? Would you like that? Sobbing, you can only await your fate. “Tell me what they stink like and I’ll think about letting you go,” she says. Not really believing her but heart breakingly desperate for some mercy, you try to answer her. It takes a few moments of coughing from the pungent odor before you speak. The stench really defies anything you’ve ever encountered. Still, you must try.
Waiting expediently, She Hulk begins to slide her toes and the top of her foot along your chest. It surprisingly feels good. Her foot feels cool and leaves a trail of perspiration down your torso. You both notice your unintentional erection that sprouts up. She Hulk smiles with amusement. “I’ll never understand you males fully. You’re so weird! In case you've already forgotten, I'll remind you of what you were smelling before! She playfully places her foot over your face, forcing her toe crevices over your nose. You try and hold your breath but it’s useless. You breathe in and are again greeted with olfactory overload. It actually feels like you’re heart is being squeezed it smells so strong! “Okay, I’ll try and explain,” you scream. “They smell like, like a cross between rotten dried fruit and vinegar.” It's true, you think. Her feet are so rank; They're a mixture of sweet, sour, equaling a putrid stench of monumental proportions. She’s silent for a second and then lets out a loud laugh. “Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever had my feet described that way, but Okay!” You know she made you do this just to degrade you more. It’s like when she made you look her in the eye earlier. You opinion of this woman has certainly changed. She may do good things, but she’s also a cruel and sadistic witch! Again, if you were able to think things through, you'd recall what she's earlier. Something or some things in her life are causing her significant emotional distress. Would such knowledge do you any good?
Placing her big toe to your lips, playfully rubbing them, she forces you to open your mouth. “You’re going to suck my toes clean of their sweat.” Disgusted, you start to voice your displeasure, but she simply pushes her big toe all the way into your mouth. Your eyes become bug-eyed as the salty, earthy taste of She Hulk’s dirty toe begin to rape your taste buds. Plus, as if the taste of her toe wasn’t bad enough, you feel as if your jaw could crack at any moment. Her big toe feels as thick as a paper towel roll! She Hulk smiles when she sees the effect this has on you. “You’re doing great kiddo. Now you can taste and smell them at the same time. Saying this, she sat back down. Raising her lithe leg into the air for dramatic effect, she plopped her other foot back onto your face. She did this carefully, as she doesn't want to crush your face to mush. Struggling to escape such a cruel ordeal, you are nonetheless forced to suffer under She Hulk’s vengeful feet for the next half hour! What is to become of you? Do you have any choices at this point?
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