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The two women stood. They looked at each other silently. 

Natasha found it hard to look directly at Betty. She kept picturing Betty as she herself must’ve looked. She kept seeing the Hulk’s giant cock going in and out of Betty’s pussy. Then Hulk was holding it up to her face, stroking the enormous shaft with his equally oversized hand. Then that monstrous prick would be stuffed into her open mouth. Would she suck its massive length just trying to deflate the erection before it broke her jaw, or would there be obvious delight on her strained face?

For Natasha, it seemed like a very long time before Betty finally spoke.

“I know what happened with Bruce,” she said. Natasha made no reply. “I’m sorry.”

“There’s no need to be,” Natasha replied quickly. “You’re not Bruce. And Bruce isn’t the other guy.”

How did she get in? Natasha wondered. Someone must’ve left the door open. Or maybe they got the door for Betty, now that they were all one big happy family.

Natasha felt a swelling warmth in her groin. The thought of pretty little Betty sucking the Hulk’s cock did things to her that she didn’t want it to do. She imagined that she had one hand tightly gripping Betty’s hair and the other holding Hulk’s giant member, and she was forcing Betty to suck it. Gulp it down, you little bitch. Suck that big prick and suck it good. You know you like it…

“He is and he isn’t,” Betty said, and in Natasha’s fogged mind, it felt like an accusation. Did I fuck her husband? I did and I didn’t… “And I, I stand at his side. I support him. Doesn’t that make me responsible?” She spoke haltingly, which sounded strange coming from such a prepossessed woman.

“I wanted Hulk on the team as much as anyone,” Natasha said. Her manner was strained and cool. “So I understand—“

“No you don’t!” Betty suddenly cried. She moved a step closer. “I’ve been with Bruce. I’ve had him inside me and I’ve felt the Hulk. We’ll be making love and I can tell he wants more, to ravage me, to… conquer me. And he can’t, but I want him to. You’ve had all of him, everything he hides, and I’ve only had… God help me, Nat, I envy you.”

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