Throbbing came through Spider-Man's head when he tried to shake himself awake. The last thing he remembered was the Rhino's latest rampage. Boy was Rhino ever in rare form today. Rhino broke into a storage facility. He knew someone pulled the man's strings. No two ways about it someone pulled his strings because the web slinger did not think Rhino had in him to steal some very impressive technological equipment.
"Damn," Spider-Man groaned.
His eyes opened to look towards the figure standing in the edge of the room. She moved closer towards him. An Amazon Beauty with red skin and dark hair came closer towards Spider-Man. He was reminded of She-Hulk only more red, actually now Spider-Man recalled hearing there was a red She Hulk.
"What happened?" Spider-Man asked. "How did I get here?"
"You took a beating from Rhino. And I carried you here."
The woman on the other end of the room moved forward. Every step brought her nice breasts and long muscular legs into greater prominence. Her very tight black one piece suit made Spider-Man stare at her. The woman stood tall and could crush him just as the original.
"You need to be more careful," she said. "You got ran over by one of your C-Listers."
The web slinger pushed up and dropped down onto the bed. He saw Rhino as more of a B-List either. He decided not to argue with the beautiful red-skinned woman next to him.
"I'm fine," Spider-Man said. "I just need to take care of Rhino. I've got to figure out what he's….ouch!"
Red She-Hulk put a hand down on the shoulder of Spider-Man. Her touch felt surprisingly soft. The web slinger drew in a very deep breath.
"He's taken care of," Red She-Hulk replied. "He's been knocked out and hauled off to go wherever your enemies go. I think the government is after him. They want a look at that suit he's using. He could be used for the super soldier program."
The web slinger just nodded. She dropped down onto the bed next to him. Spider-Man inhaled one breath and exhaled the breath. Red She-Hulk cupped the web slinger's hand and pulled it up to allow it to drop on her hand.
"You're a little tense," Red She-Hulk said. "It's fine. I'm not going to hurt you. And neither is…well it doesn't really matter. I want to ask you a question if you don't mind asking it."
Spider-Man decided there was no harm in telling the woman anything. He really did not want to argue with someone like her either. The firm stare from a woman who towered over him made Spider-Man shiver just a little bit. She intimidated him even more than the original flavor of She-Hulk.
"Yeah, sure, what do you want to ask me?"
"Is it true that you had sex with Walters?"
Spider-Man jumped up. Yes, it was true he had an encounter with She-Hulk once or twice which ended very steamy. The question caught him off guard. The Red She-Hulk looked at him firmly. She could have used a pair of glasses to survey him over.
"Yes," Spider-Man said. "Once. I swear it was only once. Maybe a couple other times….."
"Must have not been that memorable if you were not sure how many times it's been."
The tone of teasing from her voice made Spider-Man frown. Red She-Hulk gently wrapped her arms around him. Spider-Man could not move. He had more questions to be honest.
"Just who are you anyway?" Spider-Man asked. "I mean, you just came out of nowhere. And you're asking me all of these personal questions. I don't even know who I'm talking to you."
The gorgeous Amazon before him smiled. Spider-Man shivered, and he wondered if he caught a cold by the amount of times he shivered. Red She-Hulk leaned over towards him.
"Bit personal, isn't it?" she asked. "It's just as well. We're going to get personal. Really, really, personal, if I have my way with you tonight. And I think you'll enjoy it when I have my way with you."
Spider-Man took her word for it. She reached in to cup the side of his face and almost worked his mask up. He thought for a second this different flavor of She-Hulk would rip off his mask, the rest of his costume, and have her very wicked way with him. She toyed with him a little bit.
'What is it about Gamma radiation and women?' Spider-Man asked for himself.
"You really want to know who I am?" she asked. "Trust me. I'm not sure if you really want to know and if I told you, I don't think you would believe me if I told you."
"Mmm," Spider-Man said. "I'm not sure you know me as well as you think they do. There's a lot of things that I would believe."
"I was Betty Ross," the Red She-Hulk replied.
Shock filled Spider-Man. His throat could not work. He knew who Betty Ross was and he had about two reasons why this encounter was not going to go well if certain people found out. She flashed him one of those smiles which made it hard not to keep focused on her. She was the type of woman who demanded attention and focus.
"As in the former girlfriend of Bruce Banner and the daughter of Thunderbolt Ross," Spider-Man said. "Two guys which I don't want mad at me, for different reasons."
"Relax, no one is going to find out that I'm here," Betty said. "And I admit I might have been fascinated by you for a long time."
Peter frowned until her hand cupped the underside of his hand and pulled his mask off. The web slinger tried to protest how this was not going to end well. Unfortunately, arguing with a She-Hulk never ended up well for him. Betty kissed him on the lips with a surprising amount of flurry.
She gripped the back of Peter's head and deepened the kiss. Their mouths pushed against each other with Betty's warm mouth sucking his lower lip. She swirled around the inside of his mouth and made sweet love to his tonsils with her tongue. Betty grabbed onto his top and pulled it off.
"Guess those muscles aren't just for show."
The hands of the red Amazon above him pushed deep into him and felt up his body. Peter figured that turnabout was in fact fair play and he kissed her back. She gave a moan from appreciation with the web slinger grabbing her on the back of the head and kissing her.
The two kissed each other very noisily and engaged in a mutual squeezing of flesh. Red She-Hulk pushed back with Spider-Man taking control of the side of her neck and kissed her cleavage in her suit. Betty grabbed him underneath his chin and lightly pushed him back.
"So, what do you think?"
Betty pulled down her straps to reveal two round breasts which capped off with nipples that were a darker shade of red then her skin. Spider-Man could not turn away from those nipples.
"What do you say? Red or green?"
Peter stalled answering this question. His quick thinking managed to come up with a question which would not get him in a lot of trouble. "Why not have both? Then you can have Christmas whenever you want to."
Betty grabbed his head and buried his face between her breasts. Her eager lover sucked on her chest. The alternate She-Hulk pushed Spider-Man head first into her chest. His mouth grabbed onto her breasts, his hands cupped the underside of them. The firm squeezes resulted in Betty rising and falling. Her chest received an ample amount of attention from the web swinger.
"Interesting answer," Betty said. "It's really unfair to ask you without being able to test your theory up close and personal."
She pushed him down on the bed and reached for his pants. One firm tug ripped Spider-Man's pants off. A great amount of man-meat stuck up in the air. Betty leaned down and wrapped her lips around the tip of the head. She sucked on it.
Peter groaned at her rosy lips slipping around him. Betty took him down her throat with an amazing fluid action. She reached underneath him and cupped his balls. She gave a full service job to every inch of him. Her face buried into his crotch and sucked him hard.
"Oh, this feels so good for being so wrong!"
Betty did not answer the question. She just kept going to town on Peter's engorged pole with several deep sucks. Each suck showed how much she wanted him. Her nails dug into his thighs to give her the leverage when she sucked him. She finally moved down to grab his balls and give him a squeeze.
Peter did not know if Jen or Betty were better at this particular act. He would have to experiment. It was for science and for a noble purpose after all.
"BETTY!" Peter groaned.
She jammed herself throat down on his swelling cock and took a full load of cum down her throat. Betty slurped his manhood as hard and fast as possible. His balls clenched and discharged with repeated actions. Betty finished sucking.
Peter shuddered on the bed with Betty finishing her blow job. The woman pulled up and a huge pair of red breasts wrapped around Peter's deflated member.
"You think it's going to be that easy?" Betty asked.
Betty squeezed Peter's cock between her large chest orbs. She lifted it up, slid down to his cock, and dropped it down onto him. His manhood swelled between her breasts from the delicious friction. Each stroke of her breasts sliding down his cock made Peter feel really good.
"Not easy," Peter said. "Never with a She-Hulk."
"Reds do it better," Betty said with a smile.
Jen might disagree if she was in the house. However, she was not, and Betty engulfed Peter's throbbing prick between her very perfect breasts. She pulled away from him.
"Watch me, Spider-Man."
Betty rolled her outfit off of her body. Her entire naked body in all of its muscular glory appeared. Every single inch of her body stood out, ready to be played with. Betty made sure Spider-Man got a good look at her body while she stood up over him.
A She-Hulk, any She-Hulk, standing over a man like she conquered a prize would be very intimidating. Betty moved over and grabbed onto the underside of his cock. She lined herself up for Peter's pulsing pole. Peter groaned the second Betty slid her warm lips down onto him.
"Spider-Man!" Betty yelled.
Peter grabbed her hips and guided her down onto him. Those powerful vaginal muscles clamped around Spider-Man. He watched Betty rise up off of him and drive herself down onto him. Her slick hole engulfed Peter and released him with several drops.
Betty rolled her hips down onto her lover. The writhing of this young man underneath her made Betty fell really good. The web slinger beneath her made Betty's climax rush to a fever pitch. She slammed herself down onto his throbbing member to fill her loins with pleasure.
"Touch me," Betty whispered.
She kept bouncing up and down on his manhood. The beauty drove herself down and released Peter's cock with a few hard pumps. Betty squeezed him and released several times in succession. Peter finally reached up and took Betty's jiggling tits in his hand. Flesh molded into the hands of Spider-Man.
Juices lubricated when Betty worked herself for the first orgasm of many tonight. She dropped and lowered onto Spider-Man. His balls swelled up with Betty holding onto him. She worked him closer to the edge with her own inner muscles.
"Going to cum for me?" Betty asked. "Don't hold back on me."
The young man groaned underneath of the Gamma-Empowered vixen who rode down onto his rod. Her walls tightened around him and grabbed him. Her thighs smacked down onto him. The web slinger held onto her and pushed into her. His balls tightened in need.
She came one more time. Spider-Man followed by shooting his cum inside of her. He pumped up and she drove down onto him. Each stroke drove a steady amount of cum into her.
Betty Ross's body released all of the passion she withheld into orgasm. The large cock of the superhero underneath him and pumped her full of his cum.
The two lovers parted each other. Betty turned around on the bed and made sure her round ass came up in front of Spider-Man. Peter scrambled behind her, and brushed his hands down her body. He could not hold himself back.
"Oh, you have some fire in you after all," Betty said.
Grabby hands cupped every inch of her body. Spider-Man moved underneath her and put pressure on her clit. Betty closed her eyes and spread her thighs for him. His hard cock touched her slit which parted ways for him. Peter around to move his hands over her body.
"I think those extra four arms would have come in handy now," Spider-Man groaned.
"You're not the only one," Betty screamed.
The web slinger pushed deep inside of Betty as hard as possible. He gained a second wind and fucked her behind with a few deep thrusts. His balls slapped against her when he sped up. Now, Spider-Man took advantage of her and dominated the woman underneath him.
Betty got off from driving his hard cock inside of her depths. Peter pulled back and rammed deep inside of her body. Every time those heavy balls hit her. Peter sped up the thrusts at her encouragement.
"Fuck fuck…fuck me!" Betty yelled. "Fucking smash my cunt!"
Peter drove deep inside of Betty's clenching pussy. Her warm walls held his hard cock and then released them with each thrust. His balls sized up. He slapped her ass very daringly.
"Fuck me harder than you fucked that other gamma infected whore!" Betty yelled at the top of her lungs.
Again, Peter wondered what gamma radiation did to normally even tempered woman. Betty didn't seem that way before, at least what little Spider-Man read about her. She was rather mild-mannered. Still, he found it so hot she became unchained. He sped up harder and harder. The web slinger tightened his grip and plowed into her tightening cunt.
Betty enjoyed how this normally tranquil young man had become completely undone. He slammed into her and fed into her desire to be treated like a red piece of meat. She grabbed onto the bed and ripped through the sheets, ripped through the mattress. Spider-Man slammed into her even harder.
"You wanted this?" Spider-Man asked.
"Yes," Betty said. "HARDER! SPIDER-MAN DAMN IT!
Peter planted his cock into her. Her round red ass slapped against his hands. He grabbed the object of interest and slapped it one more time. His balls struck her thighs with a few more thrusts. Peter reached underneath her to squeeze her nipple and made her body size up.
Betty grabbed onto the bed, biting down on the sheets. Swollen balls smacked against Betty's thighs and grabbed onto the bed. His balls swelled a little bit more. Each thrust brought her closer before pulling it back. Peter hammered her depths with repeated thrusts.
Each moment of this coupling, Betty cherished it completely. One of the most famous super heroes in the world drilled her pussy from behind. He pounded her walls raw. She could take a good hard pounding which thrilled her completely. Those balls tightened up and swelled before firing.
Peter groaned. Each clamp of her pussy milked every drop of seed into her body. Peter splashed her walls with cum painting them completely white. His balls drained as a compliment to the warmth of Peter squeezing him.
The dust cleared, literally given the state of the bed. Betty pressed chest first down on the bed with a smile.
"Better than advertised," Betty said. "But, which one of us are better?"
The red skinned woman pulled herself up and bit down on her lip to ask him. Peter had been saved having to answer by the cell phone on the table ringing.
"Looks like I better get that."
"PARKER! WHERE THE DEVIL ARE YOU?"
Never had the voice of J. Jonah Jameson been so liberating.
End.