Something primal stirred inside Jen's brain.Did she really need new clothes?
The emerald amazon inspected what little remained of a once expensive and stylish dress. The tattered clothes were starting to feel more like a nuisance than useful garments. Her skin was thick enough to repel bullets, so she definitely had no worry about bug or snake bites. The climate on the island ranged between warm and scorching hot, and both the gamma brutes and her children certainly had no qualms about nudity.
Hell, her children were too young to know the concept of clothes.
But... what if the Avengers or someone else managed to find her? The gamma energy given off by the mutants and her would definitely register in satellites measuring radiations from space... and that would bring unwanted attention.
No, wait. Why did she thought of humans as unwanted attention? Jen stood confused, wondering about the sudden thought and why it felt foreign. That was strange, because she wanted to be rescued! She needed to return to her life as a high-profile lawyer and member of both the Avengers and the female-only A-Force teams. Jennifer Walters never wanted to be a mother (at least not in the current circumstances), or become what for all reasons and purposes was a cavewoman.
Because that's how she felt.
Like a cavewoman.
Feeding off whatever her harem could feed, fucking to her heart's content and giving birth to a new generation of hulklings. She never wanted that! Or did she?
Jen kicked a sheep-sized rock in frustration, sending it flying through the air while she screamed in frustration. The rock broke a few palm trees before rolling down a small cliff and plunging into a lagoon at least two hundred feet away from where she stood. The scream woke up her harem, causing the gamma brutes to give her confused looks. Some of them got up, ready to obey whatever wish their Leader had.
Even the little Hulk kids turned around and stared at their mother with attention..
Jennifer came to a new, sudden realization as she looked back at them.
What about her kids?
The moment she came back to civilization, they would be taken away from her, instantly deemed as a potential risk. A batch of new Hulks was a potential end of the world-scenario. And Jennifer had no way of knowing how intelligent the kids would be when grown up: If they would grow up to be smart like her or just a bunch of bumbling idiots like their parents... And the latter were the dangerous Hulks no one wanted to deal with.
Jennifer Walters was dead, then. She couldn't return to the outside world, not now that she had a bunch of little hulkings.
Jennifer, no... She-Hulk shrugged her shoulders and ripped off her flimsy clothes. Her thick, dark green nipples stiffened as they were caressed by the cool air, and Jennifer gasped at the sight of her slightly hairier crotch.
While feeling a little bit embarassed by her nudity, there was something else clawing its' way from the deepest regions of her brain. Something more primal. A savage creature that roared with joy, delighted by Jennifer Walters' demise. Now, only the She-Hulk remained.