SH Merge Story Chapter 4

It had been just a week since the Callaway and its crew was
decimated on
planet Yione. The aptly named Destroyer has set its sights on the far
off
planet as it tried to satiate its immense hunger. However, its plans
were
abruptly changed by the most magnificent of occurrences, one normally
reserved for science fiction novels. The sole remaining survivor of
Yione,
Portis, had used its alien powers to force a merger, a fusion of bodies
with
the captain Taylor for the sole purpose of destroying the Destroyer.
The
fusion worked, and after a tremendous struggle, the newly formed
She-Hulk
used her awesome power to save the remaining crewmembers. But it was
not
without its price. Taylor was in the hospital recovering and, as they’d
soon
find out, she was not the only one irrevocably changed by the fusion.


“Good morning, Captain.” Lakri, the 2nd mate said in his usual
monotone
as he walked into Taylor’s hospital room. “I trust you’re up for
visitors.”
“Oh, God, yes.” Taylor sighed. “You’re the first visitor I’ve had
this
morning who didn’t want to poke or prod me with some sort of damn
instrument.”
“Well, actually…” Lakri says as he pretends to reach for something.
They
both smile. “How are you this morning, Captain?”
“I’ve been better. I’ve got surgery scheduled here in a bit. They
had to
wait until I got stronger before they could operate.”
“I see.” Lakri shuffles his feet. “I…Captain…I, I hope I’m not out
of
line by saying this but…what happened there…on Yione…it…it was…”
“Insane?” Taylor adds. “I can’t really explain it myself. I just…all
I
know is, it felt like a dream. But whatever it was I’m glad it
happened.”
“I as well.” Lakri leans in close. “And just between you and me,
Captain,
the entire crew has taken it upon ourselves to not make any of this
public
knowledge. As far as we’re concerned all of our injuries were a direct
result of the planet Yione exploding. Nobody has to know anything.”
“Good. I have no idea what the hell I’m dealing with but I think it
best
if this is kept under wraps for now.” The two co-workers and friends
continue chatting until the orderlies come to take Taylor off to
surgery.

The warmonger Devis sits atop his throne of the assorted bones and
broken
dreams of those who’ve opposed him. He’s of the Nimboid race, a deep
purple
skinned race with humanoid proportions. He appears chiseled from
granite and
his gaze is fixed squarely upon the 3 cowering female Nimboids before
him.
“What do you have to tell me?” he asks in their native tongue.
“My lord, it appears as though Treger has just entered planet
Earth’s
atmosphere.” one says.
“Excellent, we need to find the one responsible for the destruction
of
the Destroyer. Whoever it was is in violation of Council Code
6971-09342.
And they will be brought to justice.

The Nimboid Treger steps out of his space pod and looks at his PDA.
On it
is a picture of the She-Hulk. The picture has been touched up as it was
taken by a roving satellite that had been orbiting Yione. “I’ve landed”
is
the curt message relayed by Treger as he scans the surrounding area for
the
She-Hulk. Finding nothing he sits down as his orders are sent to him
via his
comlink. Just as Treger stands his PDA buzzes to life, indicating a new
file
has arrived. It’s a picture of Taylor James just before the fusion of
herself and Portis. Treger plays the clip on his PDA of the actual
fusion
itself and the subsequent “hulk-out” by Taylor. All of Taylor’s
pertinent
personal information appears on Treger’s PDA. He travels to her
apartment
but doesn’t find her so he checks any other possible addresses. Just as
he’s
cursing his luck he receives a message telling him to check the
hospitals
since Taylor was severely injured.

Portis senses trouble looming ominously ahead but can’t pinpoint it
exactly. Knowing that Taylor is in the hospital but not knowing that
she’s
in surgery right now it decides to go there as preparation.

Treger reaches the hospital and smirks when he learns that Taylor is
indeed here as a patient. He anxiously plays with his Mark A-3 lazergun
as
he walks the halls towards Taylor’s room.

To Be Continued

SH Merge Story Chapter 4 Part 2

“Damnit!” Treger shouts as he overturns the bed in Taylor’s room.
The
young blonde nurse who just seconds earlier had told Treger that Taylor
was
in surgery and wouldn’t be back in this room for hours cowered in fear.
“The
human woman is not here!” Treger growled into his mic. Vivian
Farnsworth is
the nurse working Taylor’s room and her day had been going great until
now.
However, she now was faced with dealing with this large alien who was
none
too pleased to learn of Taylor’s temporary absence. Vivian was used to
exploiting the natural protectiveness of men when it came to beautiful
women
but she knew that was useless here. Vivian’s other main talent was the
ability to make everything else seem small in comparison to looking
good and
showing off. She was a natural at getting men to do what she wanted by
using
her body and acting helpless but now she’s helpless for real in a
situation
beyond her means. Vivian feels fear like she’s never felt before and
runs
for cover. Treger saw her running away and could have stopped her if he
wanted to but didn’t. “Damn!” Treger puts his large fist through the
wall.
“Hold it right there, pal!” a young police officer shouts from the
doorway as he points his gun at Treger.
“Out of my way!” Treger orders as he stomps forward.
“I can’t let you hurt people!”
“The human woman, Taylor James, where is she?” Treger barks in the
officer’s face
“You don’t need to worry about that. You’re going to jail.” the
officer
says as he pulls out handcuffs.
“Stand aside!” Treger backhands the officer and send him flying down
the
hall where he lands with a sickening crack. Treger strides purposefully
to
the information desk where he grabs the clerk by her collar and picks
her up
and holds her to his face. “Where is the human Taylor James?” The
clerk’s
eyes are wide with fear as she stares at him with no answer. More
security
guards quickly arrive on the scene. Just down the hall, from the
doorway to
Taylor’s room, a lone figure watches the proceedings with great
concern.
Portis stares at Treger as he does battle with the guards. It’s
analyzing
Treger while at the same time trying to figure out where Taylor could
be.
Suddenly, it remembers.
“Surgery!” The realization of that hits Portis as it knows that
fusion
with Taylor is not an option anymore. “What will I do!” Portis looks
around
as if that will help it decide what to do. Suddenly, it notices a large
amount of fear just feet away. Not just fear but also a feeling of
helplessness. Portis walks from the room down the hall until it reaches
a
broom closet. Opening the door it sees Vivian crouching and huddled on
the
floor. “You want to help.” Portis states.
“Ye-yes.” Vivian answers as if Portis had asked a question. “But,
but
what can I do?” Suddenly, a blinding white light fills the closet and
spills
out into the hallway. Vivian squints and shields her eyes. Then the
oppressive light dies down to a warm glow surrounding Portis. Vivian
stares
awestruck at this as she tries to comprehend what’s happening. Portis
extends its hand towards her.
“Come join with me.” It says to her.
“What?”
“I said join with me.” Portis turns its hand over as if to place it
on
Vivian’s rather well endowed chest.
“Now look her, buddy! This is no time to cop a feel!” she snaps.
“You do not understand.” Portis tells her. “I feel no such desire. I
wish
to create a fusion with you.”
“Fusion? What in the hell are you talking about?”
“I wish to fuse with you, to create a new, and more powerful, being.
One
that is capable of eliminating that man who threatens all of us.”
Portis
explains.
“Fuse? You mean like those things with the houses and the lights?
What’s
that got to do with us?”
“Listen to me, Earth woman. That man out there will destroy all of
us if
he’s not stopped. And the only way we can stop him is by utilizing the
power
of the Yionion fusion technique.” Vivian starts to talk but is
interrupted
by Portis. “This will happen regardless of whether or not you
understand it.
You don’t need to know what the technique is in order to do it but you
do
need to be willing in order for it to work. Your consent is all that is
required.”
“I, I…I don’t know.” Vivian hesitates. Portis resorts to a desperate
bluff.
“Look, either do this with me now or I will fuse with your corpse
after
you’re killed. It is your choice.”
“Alright.” Vivian reluctantly agrees and the white glow envelopes
her as
Portis draws near. The white glow around Portis brightens and extends
out to
include Vivian as their bodies merge together. They both feel the
incredible
power generated by the fusion. Vivian’s fear for her life and the
stress of
the situation trigger the muscle growth within this new form.
This all-new She-Hulk’s arms split the sleeves of Vivian’s nurse’s
uniform. Her already voluptuous breasts get even bigger and stretch the
front of the uniform to the limit. To relieve the pressure one button
pops
off the front then another, then another. With each button that pops
off the
uniform a little breathing room is created. However, her breasts
continue to
grow and quickly negate any benefit caused by the absence of buttons.
Her
bra strains to remain on but the growth of Vivian’s body is too much so
it
snaps off and falls to the floor. Her white stockings rip apart as her
legs
grow larger. Vivian’s face is contorted and reshaped in a new visage,
one of
sultry sexiness different from Vivian’s normal expression of wide-eyed
innocence that she used to lure men into doing everything for her.
Vivian
was so adept at this that she could get a male patient to start his own
I.V.
if she wanted to. As the transformation ends this new She-Hulk stands
looking over her body in awe as she slowly licks her lips.

To Be Continued