This choice: She Hulk finally lets up on you, giving you a break • Go Back...Chapter #9She Hulk finally lets up on you, giving you a b... by: jayjay   During the time She Hulk had you pinned below her enormous, smelly bare feet, you were forced to inhale more of her unholy foot stench. As if having to smell such a large pair of female feet wasn’t psychologically damaging enough, she had also made you thoroughly suck the big toes of each foot clean of grim and sweat she’d accumulated throughout the day. Finally, after all of this, which amounted to the most demoralizing experience of your life, the green Titaness removed both of her feet from your face. As she did so, you both heard the sickening, squelching sound her feet make, akin to when a suction cup is removed, leaving your face mired in glistening, greasy foot sweat. Greeted by fresh air for the first time in what feels like ages, you are disoriented, physically weakened by She Hulk’s foot assault. Always narcissistically vain about your looks, it’s good that you can’t see what your face currently looks like. But She Hulk does, and the view that greets her causes her to actually wince with astonishment. This is true despite her irrational anger at you. Instead of the naturally pleasant, normal looking face She- Hulk saw earlier that evening, the sight now is one of garish distortion. Through the overwhelming amount of sweat that caked onto your face, forcing its way into the very pores of your facial skin, your face now resembles a rotten prune. In other words, your face has the look of having had hot shower water continually poured on it until you look as if you’ve aged thirty years and contracted a skin disease simultaneously!
Barely moving, you open your eyes. Seeing the lamp lights, you hazily see the green outline of She Hulk’s knees in front of you as you lay on your back. Just as quickly, your sight leaves you as the sweat left on your four head and eye lids drips into your opened eyes. Wincing with what feels like hornet stings, you scream out and cover them with your hands. You are astonished when your hands touch your face. Drawing them back, fingers slick with oily, stinky super heroine sweat, you let out more unintentional moans. Only this time, it’s more from despair and astonishment than from degrading pain.
She Hulk may be shocked at your condition, but is ultimately not quite done teaching your lesson in manners yet. It’s obvious that you’re still breathing. So what if she didn’t know how horrible having to be under her feet would be for someone? Why the hell would she have ever considered it in the first place? She Hulk smiles at the sheer absurdity of the evening’s turn of events. As you go to cover your eyes again, she reaches down with her right foot, slowly grasping one of your hands with it. Her foot completely contains your entire hand, all the way to your fore arm. “Ah ah, I don’t think so. You need to let your little eyes adjust!” Saying this, She Hulk slowly squeezes your infant-like hand in the iron grip of her toes. Cruelly, she breaks several hand bones and two fingers, which sounds like bubble paper popping. Such pain hits you, you open your mouth to scream but nothing comes out, except tears mixed with She Hulk’s sweat from your eyes! When you finally do audibly scream, Jennifer loses her self in thought.
From the disgusting sight before her, she recalled the recent events of the past few months.. A little over a month ago, her cousin, Bruce Banner, otherwise known as The Incredible Hulk, had been imprisoned in a military prison somewhere in the Gobi desert. The person’s responsible were thought by she and her allies to be drawn from a multi-national coalition bent on “pacifying” all super-powered persons in the world. The supposed reason being given to each county’s populace was that it was in everyone’s best interest if these “gifted” persons were brought into strict alignment with international oversight. The risks of unaccounted meta-humans was said to be too great at this time in history. The main reason was that regular human beings were unable to do much of anything if someone like The Hulk, Storm, Wolverine, Thor, or any of the multitudes of heroes, from wreaking unfathomable damage if any one of them were to somehow come under the control of the “bad guys.”
At first, the super hero allies had attempted to settle things peacefully, trying to assure everyone that they had nothing to fear, that they needed to operate freely in order to adequately protect the innocent from the less than benign evil doers amongst them. However, fueled by the traitorous Iron Man, fervor had built, and before long, war had essentially broken out against She Hulk and others. It was either agree to officially be sanctioned by their respective governments, which meant only operating in those lands in a very limited capacity, or be forced to do so. One by one, many of them had fallen. Beyond powerful, there were just too many humans and arsenal to withstand forever. Plus, no one had wished to really injure or kill non super-powered persons. However, the U.S. military hadn’t been so thoughtful. Captain America, of all people had been murdered in cold blood, as had several of the X-Men. Bruce Banner had been neutralized and secreted to a facility in the Gobi Desert, where inhuman experiments were being done on him in order to force the secrets of his gamma-radiation strength out of him. He was in a coma and never be allowed to awaken ever again. He was believed to be too much a liability in his Hulk state. Plus, it was thought that he didn’t’ need to be awake for these evil experiments to be done anyway.
She Hulk had escaped being rounded up only because she had a reputation as easy going; plus, she’d given her word that she would turn herself in the next evening. She only asked for one more night to get her things in order, as the government wanted to learn about the true source of her powers as well. Only they promised not to induce a vegetative state in her, like with her cousin. No, she was an asset as an attorney and was “rational” in both her civilian and unordinary state. However, she had no such intention of following through with her promise. She’d given all of her attorney case files and information relating to her career to the government as a sign of good faith that’s she’d live up to her promise and turn herself in the next day. No, her career and life were over, she’d decided. These monsters that she’d swore to protect could have her career. Her life’s mission now consisted of finding her cousin, resuscitating him if possible, and avenging his death if not.
She and some others had secretly decided to wage an all out resistance to the current government, which had begun terrorizing its population to keep them afraid and cooperative. That meant ratting out the super heroes and heroines in exchange for being allowed to live. As part of her plan to infiltrate the laboratory prison that housed her cousin, she had acquired a most unusual gift from the Enchantress, shortly before she her self was taken out of commission. In order to get past the security that most assuredly dotted the desert stronghold, Enchantress had given She Hulk a vial of small pills in a container that was small enough to be hidden in virtually any pocket. They miraculously caused size decrease, but only after certain criteria were meant. As part of a joke, not really thinking She Hulk would ever need them and not in a position to give them to anyone else, Enchantress had stipulated that only after a period of taking part in something you personally found unpleasant would the pills start to work. In others words, She Hulk would have to be doing something she didn’t enjoy for the slow-acting pills to do their magic.
The first time she’d tried them out, Jennifer had eaten onions. It was all she could think of at the time, and it had worked. After two hours of eating onions, making her eyes water and taste buds cringe, she’d slowly begun to shrink, eventually reaching the maximum shrinkage height of half an inch. Though Enchantress’ sense of humor left something to be greatly desired, her magic certainly worked, and for a long time. She Hulk had stayed tiny for eight hours before the process reversed itself. Only later did she discover that whatever unpleasant activity one was engaging in to shrink had to be completely stopped before the re-growing process could begin. The taste of onions tended to linger for a long time. She’d resolved to do something else when the time came to sneak into the prison.
This current situation of doom and gloom brought She Hulk back to the immediate present, with you at her feet, face dripping wet with her foot sweat, crushed hand mercifully numbe. You can barely move your lips to try and communicate a plea of mercy to her. You truly believe you’ve learned your lesson at this point. On thing is for sure, your love of female feet has been completely eradicated. This woman has broken your spirit and your fetish forever. In fact, you could safely say that the very sight and smell of female feet at this point is enough to make your stomach churn and soul creak with dread. Still, She Hulk’s mind has been elsewhere, thinking about the recent events that have so destroyed her life and the lives of her closest friends. Peering down at you, her face actually becomes more relaxed. Somehow, amidst all of this turmoil, followed by having her home invaded by a foot fetish obsessed pervert, she still finds it within herself to find compassion for you.
“Wow, I can’t believe this. I never could have imagined this whole thing ever happening. It’s just too screwy to contemplate. I knew my feet could sweat and stink somewhat, but I guess it never occurred to me how bad it could be for someone so much smaller and weaker than me.” She pulls her feet further from you, crossing her legs Indian style on her chair. She resembles a giant green genie, you think absently. You really are disoriented. “Listen, I am sorry for this, especially for your hand. I didn’t mean to that and wouldn’t have if I’d used my hand. However, I’m not used to using my feet to hold or grasp things with. I let myself get out of control with you. While it seems like the whole world, particularly mine is going to hell, that shouldn’t be an excuse to brutalize someone weaker, even if they’ve technically broken the law and invaded my privacy, like you. Obviously, you have some problems, to say the least, and need psychological help.” Smirking, she follows with “especially now. Gee, that had to be so horrible for you, I just can’t believe this! I tell you what, I’ll help you up, get your face cleaned up, give you something to drink, and let you go on your merry way. I can get you some ice for your hand as well. That’s if I never see you again. And if you ever are even within a thousand feet of my home and I see you or find out, I’ll up the ante so much you’ll wish I never had been born with feet! Is that clear?
The time She Hulk spoke to you gave you time to slowly wake up and orient yourself more. Your face is still prunish and the stench of pungent foot odor continues to waif around you, but the hellish intensity has passed. In fact, your angst is slowly giving way to another emotion—seething rage! Thinking about what this woman, this supposed “good” woman has just done to you, causes your blood to boil. What right did she really have to do this to you? She could have called the police, anything but this. You’re only 23 years old, still a young adult. No one deserved this sort of degradation. “Okay, kid, can you talk? What do you say, want some help getting up and into the bathroom?” Thinking for a moment, you force yourself to a sitting position before her. Contemplating your rage with self-preservation, you manage to wobbly stand on shaking legs, which feel like noodles. You open your mouth to utter your reply. What you say?
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