Tabitha was, in truth, collecting her thoughts.
She knew, and all the crowd and the heroes in the audience knew, that they were now looking at a creature much more powerful than the Hulk ever was. And that was pretttty goddamn powerful.
Tabitha's unique genetics; those of her silently mesomorphic, humble yet cartoonishly curvy self, had expanded her into a massive mini-giantess of a 30-year old reborn gamma girl.
She felt her rumbling chuckles begin to die away and began to examine her body.
She let her elegant hands drift down to her gamma-thickened hips. She cooed and traced the immensity of her curvature there with her left while her right, other dark-green hand, shining with her black nails on the tips of her long, strong fingers, played amongst the hills and bubbles of her abs, pausing to feel the heavy pulse of her lust as they descended in size towards her sex.
Here her watermelon-like forearm arm was draped over a true red(green)wood of a thigh; she was forced, almost, by a little gamma spark in her mind to consider the unique way her genetics had shaped her transformation.
Her legs were abnormally long, her hips and lats abnormally wide. Her shoulders were equally broad and her ribcage deep and huge, meaning that there was an incredible amount of deep-sea-green ab muscle stormed into a very small (relatively small) space.
Even her giggles felt threatening to the audience as one hand had now returned to fondling her towering, over-fat left tit and the other brushed amogst the deep-green swells of the immense sea of muscle of her midsection.
"Oooooh! That tickles!"
Her voice was a combination of oozing power, lust, and good-natured estrogen-fueled wholesomeness. There was none of the feral brutishness usually associated with Hulkification, as if her body just naturally slurped up the gamma energy and became enormous and stronger than strong beyond strong.
She briefly pondered how much she could lift...
"Planets?"
She shuddered in instant orgasm at the thought.
Luckily Thor was standing in the way (sure Thor) and caught the blast of her emission, for a non-Asgardian would have been sent to the hospital. Thor would just have to take a shower, although inwardly in his mead-addled mind, "methinks not sure how much of this I might never wash off..."
Meanwhile, although she was not yet fully self-aware of it, her mind had been enhanced by the gamma energy as well. Neurons were larger and stronger and its mass had actually increased as her afro had grown and grown.
She had quickly calculated all the strategic ramifications of the situation, and her mind had recalled photographic memory from the past to know intimately her abilities and powers as the Hulk.
"Those boys and their comic books she thought. So everyone out there is scared of me. Basically to the point of soiling their pants. It's power. Too much power almost. But it's mine and I might as well use it. MY LORD and it feels sooo good!"
Tabitha's gamma-enhanced brain released a little pulse of satisfaction and she grew even the slightest bit more massive.
Each of her jolly green giant tits would now fill the entire orchestra of the auditorium if laid on their side, and those threatening, thunderous thighs weren't getting any smaller as they groaned and expanded, Tabitha's deeply separated, deep green quads almost level with some of the heroes eyes as everyone backed up further almost unconsciously as she slowly swelled.
Considering all her options, she decided to play a prank that fooled no one and scared them all shitless at the same time.
"TAB HULK ANGRY" she boomed as the entire stage above her head broke up and split merely from the sound of her otherwise sweet voice.
One gigantic green fist burst up through stage left.
A leftover black graduation cap that had been discarded in the skirmish of the growing Tab got caught on the top hump of her bicep as it too exploded through the stage and began to go up, and up. and up!
Then the right! BOOM! Another giant green bicep, this time hatless, ascending into the air, still lit by the lights of the stage, illuminating the surreal, throbbing shine of her immense, green forest of muscle-sex.
Through the mass of ripped boards a wisps, and then skeins, o midnight-green afro expanded as Tab-Hulk expanded her head up into the smiling goddess presence of herself in front of the whole of the audience.
"Any bright ideas Stark?" asked Reed Richards.
"You had a She-Hulk on your team for a while right Reed? Didn't you ever have to "calm her down" eh? Don't those stretchy powers come in hand?" Anthony Stark was trying to keep his cool although the interior HOD only he could see displayed a "urine recycling" indicator.
"I'm not sure I know what you're talking about. uh.. Tony." replied the reticent Richards.
"Oh right, I forgot I was talking to the guy who has only ever dated an INVISIBLE WOMAN. Let's all just pray that your tongue can stretch more than your mind."
"This tangent is really not appreciated Tony. Look, the whole time you've been talking she's beginning to stand."
"RRRAHHH" Tabitha and her big bouncing green afro couldn't help but be cute as she tried to be threatening as she tore the stage apart where it constrained her, her everyone went flying at 2x4s were unknowingly thrown by her ferocious green form at hurricane speeds.
STOMP! One giant leg arched itself into a giant vaulted pillar, doubled over. Knee 5 feet up in the air now her giant green ass still on the ground.
STOMP! Another dog-sized, black-nailed foot planted itself as the impossible sea of impossibly strong bulges that was Tabitha, achingly, slowly righted herself until her Afro was Jammed up against the 20-foot tall high-school auditorium.
"Nah I'm just kidding! I feel great though!" Her voice was booming throughout the place casually, sensually, her still with her sweetness to it.
"Where's that hat? I was really having fun with it." She leaned down, stunning almost everyone with the sight of her shoulder-spread and the sudden pooled, quivering sea of her cleavage, and plucked it up again.
"I REALLY cannot believe the size of my MUSCLES!" She briefly flexed, doubling herself in size.
"Bruce was never this big! Bruce Banner! Is he still here?! How do I know who he is? No matter. Watch this class! Remember everyone to stay in school!" Flexed up her enormous bicep and placed the black cap on top, looking like it was sitting on top of a relaxed prize-winning watermelon. Then she flexed, and BUMP went the bicep, up into two, and then three, and four and five as she stared up and up and up at it.
The black hat tightened and split as she watched, snug and high up above her fist, mid-level with her huge green hair on the top bump of her shining stack of muscles upon muscles, eight biceps high. In time it would come to be known as the "Obunde Bicep", watermelons stacked with forest-green bowling balls stacked with even bigger and smaller lumps and mounds of gamma-fueled she-muscle.
She relaxed the stack.
"Seems appropriate." She grabbed a boob and smiled. "As I've definitely graduated into goddess-hood."
She peered down at the assembled crowd and pondered what to do next. They were already afraid of her so there was only one answer. Assert her dominance.
"Thor. Give me your hat."
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