Jennifer Walters walked down the New York sidewalk in a complete daze. The heroine known throughout the world as She-Hulk’s eyes were half-lidded, and she carried her briefcase in one hand, while the metronome Alice had so generously given with the other. All the while, her newly warped mind echoed with the ‘Chop, Chop, Chop’ of her executioner’s axe lopping one of her poor, unlucky victim’s head off. How the blood would spray everywhere and bathe her muscular, yet curvy latex-clad form in its thick, crimson mist. The former heroine-turned Queen’s Justice licked her lips, still savoring the metallic taste of Alice’s blood. More and more, the words echoed in her mind in a steady pattern, and soon, She-Hulk was mumbling them out to herself.
“Chop. Chop. Chop.”
The people that passed Jennifer looked at her funny. For some it was because she was in her ever-present jade giantess form, but the people of New York were slowly coming around to super-powered people. Rather the reason people were staring was because she had streaks of blood on her face, and she was muttering to herself.
Finally, She-Hulk reached her apartment. Shutting the door behind her, the dazed woman dropped her briefcase uncaringly on the floor. She walked over to a nearby table and made sure to gently place the metronome sweet little Alice had gifted her, and then proceeded to stripped off all of her clothes. “Chop. Chop. Chop.” she repeated over and over again. Jennifer finally removed the last article of clothing, and she felt as if she was removing a portion of her old identity at the same time. She felt the cool air of the apartment bathe her naked body, and her nipples stood out, pointed, hard and aroused at this strange feeling that she had been changed somehow.
“Chop. Chop. Chop,” She-Hulk sighed out once more.
Suddenly, what she was saying gave her an idea. She walked into the kitchen with a renewed purpose. Her eyes, which had been lidded and dull ever since her meeting with sweet little Alice, now shone with manic glee and her face twisted into a wide, delighted smile when saw finally saw it. She reached out and grabbed a meat cleaver by its handle and saw how sharp it was. The green woman moaned out wantonly, and she felt her pussy gush as a crazed arousal flowed throughout her body.
Turning around sharply, Jennifer made her way into her office and sat down at the plush executive chair. The leather of her seat felt simply lovely against her round backside, and she closed her eyes for the moment. She thought back to Alice, and how she wore her tight and shiny latex, and She-Hulk closed her eyes, imagining her own impressive body encased in such shiny, revealing clothing. She squeezed her thighs together and felt her pussy become more and more wet.
Thinking of Alice brought her back to what the sweet, darling girl had told her. That she was the Queen’s Justice. The very thought made the green-skinned woman grit her teeth together and a short burst of sadistic delight passed through her. It was almost like she could hear her queen roar out “Off with his head!” Jennifer Walter’s green eyes opened and she had a wild, unhinged look on her face. In an instant, she brought the meat cleaver high in the air and then she swung it back down, almost like an axe. Looking down with a crazed gleam in her eyes, she saw that the cleaver was now stuck into the solid oak of the desk, forever ruining the expensive piece of furniture.
She-Hulk’s mouth curled in a wide, delighted smile and she hissed out gleefully, “Chop! Chop! Chop!”
The Queen’s Justice shuddered with pleasure at the prospect of all that was to come. She just needed to find her axe and an appropriate outfit to carry out her duties. Her eyes grew wide and then darted to the side in the realization that she also needed to find the Queen of Hearts!
“No, that isn’t quite right, now is it?” the changed woman said to herself excitedly. Bringing her finger up to her chin in thought, she thought out loud to herself, “No, first I must find the White Rabbit. She’s late, late, late for a very important date!”
Jennifer Walters soon got to work. She went into the other room and grabbed the metronome, placing it across the room from her and turning it on. ‘Tock. Tock. Tock.’ it sounded, but in She-Hulk’s warped mind all she heard was ‘Chop. Chop. Chop.’ She sat back down at her desk and called her assistant, Bradley, at the fim.
“Bradley? Hello, I trust you’re well,” Jennifer spoke into her cell phone. She ran her finger up and down the side of the meat cleaver idly, and listened to her young assistant’s response with an excited grin on her face, “Anyway, be a dear and organize all files in relation to the Lorina Dodson case, and have it on my desk by tomorrow.”
“But Ms. Walters,” came Bradley’s reply, “Lorina Dodson’s the White Rabbit. Don’t you remember what she did? Why would you need the files on that case?”
“That is my business and my business alone, Bradley,” Jennifer stated sternly, “If you can’t do your duty as my assistant I will just have to find a new one. Do I make myself clear?”
“Um, yes, Ms. Walters,” Bradley said, “I will get right on it.”
“Good boy,” Jennifer said and ended the call.
She sat back in her seat and let the even melody of the metronome wash over her. Ordering around her underling had given Jennifer a thrill. She had ordered Bradley to organize files many times before, but for whatever reason this time felt different. She tried to think it over, but her thoughts were so scattered and whenever she shifted even slightly in her chair the sensation of the seat being absolutely soaked in her juices distracted her.
“Chop. Chop. Chop.” the metronome continued, and She-Hulk turned her attention to her computer. She had to focus. The White Rabbit, sweet little Alice and, above all, her beloved Queen of Hearts were all counting on her.