Betty was running as fast as she could. Her heart pounding in her eardrums, she could no longer here the shouts and gunfire behind her.
Trying to find a safe place to hide, Betty saw a cave ahead. She looked around, trying to find Bruce.
He was nowhere to be seen.
Panic set in and she didn't know what to do. She knew that Bruce could handle himself, but if he was caught, there was no telling what they would do to him.
She stopped and listened for a moment.
Suddenly she heard someone running off to her left.
"Bruce!" she called out.
"Betty?" His voice was stressed and she started to run towards him. When she finally found him he was out of breath and having a hard time keeping himself calm.
She knew that if he didn't relax he would start to turn and all hell would break loose.
"Bruce, you've got to calm down. Try to breathe."
Bruce Banner closed his eyes and tried to calm himself. He could feel the ache in his muscles as they were on the verge of expanding. He focused on nothing but his breathing and envisioned he and Betty sitting by a cool, clear lake.
The sun setting just as she reached out to kiss him. This was his "happy place". A mental image of where he felt the most at peace.
Feeling better he slowly opened his eyes.
"Bruce, we've got to get out of here. I saw a cave not too far from here. We can duck inside and hopefully lose them."
He exhaled, feeling better.
"Ok, lead the way, Betty."
He followed the raven-haired beauty to a small opening in a rock wall. They would have to get on their hands and knees to get inside.
Betty, wearing a knee-length black skirt grabbed it and tore it up the side so she could more easily maneuver into the small opening.
Bruce watched as she got on her knees. He felt himself get a little excited as he saw the white skin of her thigh.
Trying to focus, he looked away quickly.
He heard movement not far off. Whispering he said, "Betty, we've got company."
She quickly crawled into the hole. Before her ass disappeared into the darkness he could see her pantyline through the skirt.
His excitement was quickly overcome by fear as he heard voices of soldiers. He got down on his hands and knees and started crawling into the darkness after her.
Unable to see his face pushed into her ass. "Sorry," he whispered. She didn't say anything but kept moving forward.
He could smell her musky odor. It excited him, but he knew he had to remain calm. He couldn't afford to change, especially not in here.
The two crawled along in the dark until Bruce started to see some light ahead.
As they neared the source he realized the tunnel they were in led to a cavern. A few narrow cracks in the walls and the ceiling allowed light to seep in, giving them enough illumination to see that they were at a dead end.
Betty stood up, dusting herself off.
"I think we'll be safe in here."
Bruce stood up now as well.
"You don't think they'll find us in here?"
Betty looked at him, hopeful,
"I don't think so. It was a pretty small hole and easy to miss. Besides, we didn't really have much of a choice."
The two had been hiking in the mountains when the soldiers came. Betty knew her father was responsible.
Ever since Bruce had began changing into that green hulk, their lives had been turned upside down.
Bruce listened for any sound of someone following them. He heard nothing.
Betty looked at Bruce, apologetic.
"I'm sorry, Bruce. My father doesn't understand. All he sees is a weapon he can harness and use."
"I'm sure he's worried about his daughter as well..."
Betty scoffed at the idea.
"I seriously doubt it. He's more worried about his career than about me. Oh he'll pretend to be worried about me, but everything he does always has some ulterior motive to help HIM!"
Bruce grasped her hand.
"I'm sorry, Betty. I wish you hadn't gotten involved with all of this."
"No! Bruce," she said, "what happened to you isn't your fault. I'm here for you! We'll get through this."
Betty leaned closer to Bruce and gently kissed him on the lips.
"Together," she whispered.
Bruce felt himself get excited again. Betty pushed her breasts against him as she pulled him close and kissed him again on the mouth.
This time she pushed her tongue into his mouth. Getting turned on Bruce ran his fingers through her jet black hair. He grabbed it and pulled her head back just a little as he softly kissed her neck.
Betty moaned in pleasure. She whispered into this ear,
"Oh, Bruce...I want you so bad right now..."
Bruce knew exactly how she felt. He could feel his cock growing hard as her warm breath gave him chills.
"Betty...we...we can't!"
She was persistent. She reached down and grabbed his cock. It was hard now and she smiled.
"Why not? Are you afraid that you'll change into him?"
"Well, yeah! If I get too excited or upset the change is inevitable."
"Well maybe that could be kinda fun. I mean, you'd never hurt me, right? Not even as 'him', would you?"
Bruce looked at her, unsure of how to respond.
"Well, no, I don't think so...but it's just that...I don't have control when I'm 'him'."