"You bitch, how in the name of God could you do this to me!? I didn't mean any harm by any of this; so what if I have an f-ing foot fetish! You should be flattered that anyone actually pays you any attention at all, you freak! Have you noticed that you're a woman, and are like seven feet tall?! Oh, and by the way, you're green and your feet reek!" Gaining misplaced courage from all of this, you actually walk closer to the green giantess. Little could anyone ever fathom what lay in store for you after what you say as a parting gesture. "Yeah, you're really tough, aren't you? Well, it may be easy for a dike freak of nature like you to manhandle and humiliate me, but too bad you were too big of a pussy to help your Cro-Magnon, loser-of a cousin! How's it feel to know that the closest person to you is missing, and from, what the media has let out, for good?!"
You can't believe the vitriolic anger you just spewed forth. Shaking from some physical pain, it only worsens with the surge of adrenalin brought on by your tirade. From the look on She Hulk's face, you definitely took her by surprise. It takes a full minute of her staring down at you for the full impact of your words to get through to her. But when they do, you immediately wish that you would have just accepted her offer to help you wash up and go to the hospital about your hand. The anger that erupts across She Hulk's face is so visceral as to defy description. Her dark eyes become even darker and you notice her hands slowly begin to clench so tightly, little trickles of blood begin to drip from between her knuckles. For some reason, you recall that Jennifer doesn't have fingernails, making this feature all the more unsettling. This all takes place in a matter about two minutes, after which you wake from your fear-induced paralysis and think about how in the world you're going to get away from her. It's obvious that this woman has been pushed too far for you to go unpunished, despite her promise to let you go.
When She Hulk speaks, her voice is surprisingly calm and seemingly collected. "You know, for all of the sleazy things I've seen in my life and had done to me, what I caught you doing really wasn't so bad. I certainly wouldn't call it evil; disgusting and crude, yes. And I admitted that I lost control with you and shouldn't have hurt your hand like that. Granted, it was an accident, but I took no pleasure in harming you like that, nor did I really enjoy watching you suffer beneath my feet like that. For intents and purposes, I was really going to help you here, even suggest a good counselor for your peculiar little fetish. But not now. Not after what you just said. You're far from being just a harmless little punk." From there, the true anger behind her seeming facade of coolness comes out. Almost too late, you react to her hand reaching out to grab you. Falling and running backward at the same time, you scramble for what feels like your life into the large hallway leading to the many other rooms within the house. "Oh no you don't, you're not getting away. Do you actually think you can?! The smell of She Hulk's feet is still leaving you woozy and dizzy, making running difficult. Plus, you know that she could catch you in a matter of seconds. Finally, the experience of being under her feet proves too much and you fall to the ground, just outside what appears to be her bedroom. As you lay there, you hear large footsteps followed immediately by two behemoth sized feet that appear on either side of your head. Breathing hard, you're too scared too look up at her.
Finally, she speaks. "As I was saying, for you to do what you've done, breaking into my house and attempting to steal my shoes, is vile enough. But now, you want to belittle my cousin, whom I love and care for more than anyone on this planet?! Do you know how horrible it's been, the anguish that has literally consumed me for months now, not knowing what's become of Bruce? Of course not. You're just mad that I made a fool of you and embarrassed you for being a little sicko pervert. A lot of good people have died recently, giving their lives for a cause that ultimately had scum like you at heart. For far too long, people like my cousin put off having a normal life so that they could help other people out. Did you know that a serum actually existed for his condition? It's true, he could have lead a normal life like he used to. An antidote was created just two years ago, but he refused to take it. Now, he's probably dead or incapacitated beyond the point of return, and you want to put him down? No, this is it for me. I've had it with taking insults form people less powerful than me. But right now, I'm sick of dealing with you. At first, She Hulk intended to inflict more of the same abuse upon you. However, just as she began to place her foot upon the back of your head, she stopped. Thinking that she was going to forgive you and be merciful, you try and seal the deal by beginning to cry again and kiss to tops of her beautiful green feet "Please, I'm sorry, I just lost control for a second and didn't mean any of that," you pathetically squeak as your tears begin to drop on the ground and her feet. However, far from having a change of heart about what to do with you, She Hulk had just been hit with a dreadful, inspirational idea of immeasurable cruelty! Remembering the little vile of shrinking pills Enchantress had given her, Jennifer instantly knew how to properly punish you for denigrating her beloved cousin, Bruce Banner. This is really going to be awful, Jenn, she thought to her self. If I do this and he stays tiny, then what? Screw it, I'll figure it out later, she decides.
"Shut up! You disgust me, acting so tough one minute, and then groveling at my feet like a worm the next. Do you have any convictions or morals? Do you stand for anything or do you just live to satisfy your little fantasies?" She doesn't know how true those words are. You really don't have much in the way of beliefs or concerns about the world or other people. For the past few years, getting access to women's shoes and catching sniffs of their feet pretty much summed up your life's ambitions! "Well, I think you'll enjoy what I've got in store for you. Then, when it's all said and done, maybe you can say all of those things about the Hulk directly to my feet, or better yet, little toe!' Despite your fear and overall disorientation, you are puzzled by what she meant by "directly to my feet, or better yet, little toe." But you don't have time to ponder it much because you're quickly snatched from the floor and brought up to face She Hulk. As she holds you up with one arm with her hand around your throat, all you can to is gurgle and gag. You look down and actually see her smile slyly, as she slowly squeezes, further cutting off your air supply. "Oh, if you only knew what I have in store for you! Well, you soon well, little pervert, you soon well." Finally, after being deprived of oxygen and held in a choke-slam position, She Hulk lets you drop to the floor. Gasping for air, you hold your bruised and already-swollen throat. "Get up. Get up, or so help me, I will pull your head off right here and now!" Despite the pain, you actually believe she'd do just that and desperately force yourself to stand up, using the wall to balance your back against. From there, graceful as can be, She Hulk raises her right leg up and places her bare, wrinkly sole over your throat! Her foot then pushes you up, so that you are again several feet in the air, being choked to death! The gurgles begin again and you frantically try and pull her foot away, pathetically placing your tiny hands over her massively muscled ankle and calf. Even without the broken hand, you'd be powerless. That's a given. After a few more seconds of this, She Hulk begins to slowly scrunch her toes around your neck. She just stands there with the same sly grin on her face, watching you grow closer and closer to death due to a lack of air! Finally, after blood begins to drip from you nose and one eye, she lets you down. The pressure she put on you caused a blood vessel to break in your right eye. A complete physical and emotional wreck, you lay in a heap on the floor at her feet.
"Gee, I do really have to watch myself, don't I? I mean, we wouldn't want me accidentally caving in your windpipe, would we?" Before I give you a break, crawl to me over here," she motions as she walks several feet down the hall back towards the living room. Thinking that this will simply be a repeat of the foot smelling torture you endured before, you summon every ounce of your will and begin to crawl to her again. This time, you don't even have the strength to use your hands and knees, but must crawl like a worm, which takes almost five minutes to reach her. When you do, she is still standing and waits until you are right up to both her feet. "Kiss my feet and tell me you deserve to be broken by me." Oh, is she really going to do this to me, you think? Knowing what she's capable of and willing to do to you, you begin kissing both of her feet. You say that you deserve to be broken by her a few times and then fall silent. Everything remain quite then except for the smooching and smacking of your lips you lay kiss upon kiss upon She Hulk's feet. "Good, now put your nose between my big and second toe and sniff. Do it so that I can hear you." Not wanting to ask which foot she wants, you do as she says. Taking loud, audible sniffs, you are again struck by the devastating stench of this giantess' feet! How in God's name anyone's feet, let alone a beautiful woman's at that, could smell this bad, is beyond reason! Satisfied by your weakness, She Hulk just laughs. "Still feel like insulting my cousin and friends?" "No, please, stop before you eventually hurt me permanently." "Oh, you have no idea of what I have planned for you eventually, do you?" Saying that, she places her foot beneath your chin, and like before, pushes you back onto your back. "Stay there okay? I have to get something to make you feel better." Giggling, she leaves you there as she bristly walks into the kitchen.
As you lay there, the enormity of what's just taken place sets in. This super heroine was more than likely in the midst of having a breakdown of sorts and you've found yourself smack dab in the middle of it. You have now become an outlet for her pent up anger and aggression. Maybe if you weren't such a self-centered creep, you would have tried to have some understanding of her feelings, especially about her cousin and friends. I hope it's not too late for this to all work out, you think. Having retrieved the shrinking pills, She Hulk walks back into the room, where you haven't so much as moved. Your neck and throat are sore beyond belief and your olfactory system has undergone horrible treatment. With one pill in hand, She Hulk walks over to your prostrate body and sits down on your stomach, straddling you. Lucky for you, she doesn't put an eighth of her weight on you though, but it still manages to crush the breath from you.
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