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'."
Betty was horny and was not taking no for an answer.
"Maybe we should see if you can control it. Like an experiment."
Her hand stroked his hard cock through his trousers. He was getting very excited now and could feel the change coming on.
He was burning up now.
"Betty, please...I don't want to hurt you!"
She kissed him again, hard.
"I don't think you will..." she purred in his ear. "But I need you inside of me, Bruce. I need you to fuck me!"
That was the last straw. Bruce couldn't hold back. He felt his body burning as his muscles tightened and his body began to change.
He tried to fight it, but he knew he couldn't.
Betty stepped back to watch, wondering for a second if she had made a mistake.
Bruce clenched his teeth as his body underwent the transformation again. His skin tone began to change to a greenish hue as his entire body started to grow.
Betty watched intently, trying to keep her distance from him.
Bruce was fighting it, but it was useless. Finally, in one last moment of transformation, Bruce's clothes ripped open as The Hulk emerged.
Betty just looked at Bruce now. His muscles rippled in the light that shone through the cracks in the cavern and she felt herself get excited all over again.
She had sometimes wondered how big his cock would get. She knew it wasn't a very scientific question to ponder, but as a woman, she really wanted to know.
"Bruce?" she said softly.
The Hulk looked at her. He breathed heavy. Bruce's shirt and pants clung tightly to the massive arms and legs that he now possessed.
Betty looked at his crotch. There was a big bulge there under what was left of his jeans. She wanted to see it. To touch it.
She walked cautiously over to Bruce's alter ego. She was always able to keep him calm in this state, so she knew there was still a part of Bruce inside.
As she neared him she gently touched his hand. The Hulk flinched and pulled away, unsure of what she was doing.
"Easy big fella," she cooed. "I'm not going to hurt you." Betty slowly tried again to reach out and touch him. This time he didn't shy away but just watched her intently.
Her soft hands touched his green hued flesh. His skin was abnormally warm.
As she got closer his breathing began to quicken a bit. She knew he could smell her pussy. She had gotten wet ever since Bruce bumped into her in the tunnel.
Being on her hands and knees like that with him behind her excited her then and seeing the huge bulge between this thing's legs made her pussy drip.
Slowly she slid her hand up his arm. It was massive. His bicep was nearly as thick as her waist.
The Hulk did not move but curiously watched her as she slowly reached up to touch his face.
Her soft hands soothed the savage beast within and he stood there almost mesmerized.
"It's ok, Bruce," she said softly. He was at least 7 feet tall as The Hulk and so Betty had to step up onto a big rock so she could be eye to eye with him.
She leaned forward, looking deep into his eyes, which were now green. She could see the handsome man she had fallen for in grad school, but could not dismiss the animal desire she saw behind those eyes.
Bruce's excitement was still apparent as The Hulk moved closer to her. He put an arm around her waist as she kissed him softly on the lips.
