Goddess Collector: Every Hole is a Goal

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Jennifer's brows were knitted deeply as she stood a little away from a small studio downtown. The main shutter was rolled down while the door leading to the inside was locked.

'A studio?' She couldn't think what to make of Nik. After another phone call with Bruce to truly ease her mind, she diverted the conversation towards the group of people present in her kidnapping. Even now, she felt strange that Bruce would simply walk out of his closet but deep down, she also knew that he wouldn't let her get in harm's way. So her being caught by Ray and then Bruce brushing it off as a playful prank was deeply disturbing to her. If it wasn't for Bruce, and not actually being violated despite her situation, Jennifer would have taken drastic actions already.

So, after getting every little info on Nik— the only person who seemed to be Ray's equal— from Bruce, she started following him the very next day. At first, she was a bit distressed once she realized that Nik could teleport.

That is a really terrifying ability in Jennifer's mind.

But her patience was awarded with Nik returning to the apartment in the morning even when he hadn't left at all. After a few minutes, he walked out from the building once again but by now, she already knew the next point of stop for Nik. After all, before he entered the apartment, while on his phone, Jennifer heard Nik talking to someone, dictating his plan to meet someone in a cafe near the apartment.

Taking the quickest route to the cafe possible, Jennifer felt out of breath. She wasn't in her green form, after all. And Nik hadn't seen her in a usual outfit, too.

But fearing her get-up ruining due to sweat, Jennifer did sigh and unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt while ordering something for herself. Bespectacled, she played with the edge of her glasses to look around.

'Who could Nik be meeting?' She observed everyone. A flamboyantly dressed woman that was having a chat with a middle-aged man before he walked out with a terrible expression. Then there was a conflicted youth gazing at his cellphone, quickly typing in it with almost a desperate expression. Before she could observe further, Nik walked in.

Keeping her gaze to herself, Jennifer finally enjoyed her drink but only to glance at Nik seeking a peek towards her.

'Huh?'

Her heart almost leaped out but she had been in many terrible situations to keep an indifferent expression.

Seeing his gaze steer southwards, Jennifer almost blushed in shame.

It wasn't that strange to unbutton the top two buttons. In her profession, many did it on a regular basis just to feel at ease. But seeing that Nik had walked up to the woman who seemed to have denied the middle-aged man something, Jennifer sighed.

After half-an-hour, Jennifer now found herself reading through Jessica's medical sheet.

'Jessica Jones? Why would Nik visit her? Did her parents owe Nik something and now he's waiting for Jessica to repay the debt?'

Needless to say, Jennifer was a woman with a rich imagination.

But her thoughts came to a stop when the nurse walked in and she took off yet again.

'Now...' Jessica narrowed her gaze as she looked towards the door. She had already seen the cctv camera outside the small studio but she was curious.

What could be going inside such a shady front?

Nik might really be someone connected to the underground despite being one of the most accepted heroes— Vanish.

'He can even tell me what's going on with Bruce? He's acting super strange and if act without knowing the situation... I might just be brutalized by the Hulk again...' Jennifer's lips twitched, her healed wounds feeling a little warm once again, reminding her of the large distance between her and Bruce.

'But I need to act fast... whatever kind of Club— Hell— is, Ray is planning to take Bruce there with him. And he seems super excited about it... just makes me wonder if Hell exists in reality...' Jennifer mused before shaking her head. Gulping, Jennifer sneaked inside the alley nearby while still holding her handbag. Finally making sure that nobody was nearby, she quickly undressed herself and wore a skintight white-purple leotard as her body began inflating drastically.

Taking off the clip, her wavy hair fell behind her shoulders, gaining a dark-grin tinge. Her shoulders grew solid and so did her... well, entire body. But this wasn't a simple muscled form. Being in control of herself, Jennifer simply enhanced every aspect of her body. Although she would never admit it, she deeply admired her current physique and certain... 'aspects' that grew more plump and comely.

This was one of the main reasons why she was happy to permanently turn into She-Hulk. It wasn't her reluctance of being human... but just her selfishness to be more. A feeling she didn't deny herself of.

The leotard remained in one piece, as it came.

Her voluptuous physique looked extremely prominent in her current form but this was simply her mobile hero costume. In her apartment, she had an arsenal of outfits that were more tasteful and covered quite a bit till it made her feel more comfortable.

'Alright...' quickly packing her clothes into her handbag, practically overstuffing it, Jennifer thought of her way of entrance.

'There should be a back door leading towards another alley... I should enter from there,' Jennifer soon explored the dark regions of the street not occupied by anybody and finally found her target. However, before she entered, she looked down at her legs.

With no extra sets of shoes for her current feet, she had to adventure barefooted, and although she wasn't even as much as scratched but her feet had gotten a little filthy.

With a bitter mood, Jennifer pushed the tips of her fingers against the other side of the back door fitted inside the wall, easily ripping it out slowly in an effort to make extremely low noise but the loud sound of shutter clicks and flashes made the task easier.

Once inside, Jennifer quickly rubbed her feet against a rug to clean herself and finally peeked through the end of the corridor.

"Yes! You're a natural!"

Jennifer saw the woman Nik was with smiling and commenting as another female took a few shots. Beside them stood a disgruntled male as he glared at both— the woman and the camerawoman.

'What the...' Jennifer's eyes widened as she involuntarily gasped. Her gaze followed Nik as she kept an easygoing smile on his face while moving continuously as...

'What is he wearing? Feels like tribal and stupid at the same time...' Jennifer was still in disbelief. After all, the costume Nik currently wore was simply too strange, and yet, the fact that Nik was pulling it off just based on his body and confidence.

A mesh suit covered his body with black boxers covering his crotch while a loose contraption of black strips hung down from his shoulder, crossing around his waist and locking against the hook behind his hips.

"Janet, this is humiliating. Laura doesn't know the first thing about taking photographs!" The man grumbled but the girl named Laura didn't stop taking pictures, her lewd smile hidden by the camera as Janet shrugged.

"If Nik doesn't want a cameraman, so be it. And this is just the demo. That's why we chose this costume, just to check if he has the confidence to pull it off. I'll find you more models," Janet's words still couldn't satiate the man as he gritted his teeth enviously, only being able to see such a prime material being wasted on a talentless buffoon.

"This should be enough, right?" Nik finally stopped after a few minutes. "Or do you have something else in mind?" Nik inquired as his nose twitched slightly. Once he registered the new scent belonging to She-Hulk, his smile broadened.

'So it was her? Lucky~!' Nik grinned as he winked at Laura, "How about it Laura? Do you know a model friend who's free to get me used to shooting? I can see quite a few lingeries there,' Nik pointed behind as Laura gulped.

Even the man gulped for the very same reason as Laura, both of their gazes measuring Nik completely.

"I... don't have friends..." Laura's shoulders slumped in depression as a mocking smile touched the man's lips.

"I can bring a few of them in an hour or two," he replied while wagging his brows in an inquiry.

"Oh, Ron! That's so cool," Nik gave a thumbs-up.

"Nah, I'll fill in this time," Janet looked at Nik with a narrowed gaze as Ron's and Laura's eyelids jumped in surprise.

"Janet? For real? I should be the one taking the pictures then!" Ron stated, no hint of leeway in his tone as Laura sighed.

"Sure," Janet didn't refuse this time but thinking for a moment, Nik walked up to Laura, "It might be harder... but can you record me and Janet? I want to review my performance later... you can just record it on smartphone."

"T-thanks!" Laura nodded as Nik smiled and walked toward the adjacent changing room, his next get-up already placed within the room.

Strangely, the mesh costume was still inside the room, too.

Gazing at the boxers with suspenders, Nik mused while Pickle dutifully changed herself. The mesh costume changed into suspenders holding the boxers as he walked out, even Pickle not managing to hide the bulge against her clothing for herself.

It didn't take long for Janet to change.

'Oh... my god,' Jennifer was already engrossed by now. Nik's current appearance constantly tugged something inside her but when she saw Janet, Jennifer felt her feelings turning more volatile.

'He's going to pose with her... she's gorgeous. He's gorgeous! What did I get myself into? Where are the mob for me to beat?!' Jennifer unconsciously licked her lips.

"Do I look this 'delicious'?" Janet inquired.

"Wasn't I supposed to be hard to figure out?" Nik inquired but the tip of his tongue betrayed his calm expression, almost licking his lips in expectations.

"That's not the question," Janet's gaze narrowed.

Not caring about Laura's and Ron's stare, Nik observed Janet from top to bottom. While he wore black, Janet complimented the red strips of his suspenders by wearing deep red lingerie. A low-cut bra giving a lot of visual with a translucent panel of clothing reaching down till her navel. Further down, she wore red panties with see-through print around the edges and a garter belt that reached her red thigh-highs.

"You look impressive," Nik smiled and turned around to make his way towards the group.

Glancing towards the other side of the room, hidden by darkness caused by concentrated flashes towards the stage, Nik found a blushing Jennifer watching the whole debacle.

Meanwhile, watching Nik's back, Janet remained stunned.

'Impressive? Only that? What kind of standards is he measuring me with?' Janet furrowed as she followed, her synthetic wings too tiny to register any attention from others except for Nik.

Still, it was only the beginning and with an utmost determination to change the unfair rating, Janet smiled and began her posing, already imagining how she would gloat in front of Susan once she makes Nik admit that she wasn't only impressive but much more than he can handle.