A/N: To any late readers of this story, this version of the Hulk is gonna be written as being both powerful and smart, capable of full sentences, like in the Planet Hulk storyline.
-Grenda's House-
Upstairs
Hulk sits on his bed by himself before hearing Grenda walk up the stairs, carrying two mugs of mead. She smiles as she walks up to him and hands him one of the mugs.
"Thanks." He says politely as he takes a swig of the sweet refreshment. "Mmm. Yum."
Grenda giggles as she takes a sip from her cup before sitting on her bed. "So...you're the local hero and delivery man. What's next, you're going to become the village bachelor?" She asks teasingly.
"Me? Bachelor? Pfft. When pigs fly, maybe." Hulk jokes before sighing, finally deciding to show Grenda who he really is.
"Something wrong, Hulk?" Grenda asks out of concern for her friend.
"Remember when I said...that I'm not from around here?" He asks, to which Grenda nods. "Well...this isn't what I really look like."
Grenda raises an eyebrow, unsure that she understood what he meant by that. "I-I don't understand."
Hulk sighs. "Maybe I should just show you." He says as he stands up and takes a deep breath before slowly transforming into Bruce Banner, groaning as his bones break and return to a normal human size.
"By the gods...!" Grenda exclaims softly. "Y-You're mortal?"
"N-Not exactly, Grenda. It's...kind of a long story." Bruce stammers as he sits down on the bed that he slept on in his Hulk form.
Grenda sits on her bed, trying to absorb the idea that Hulk might be mortal. "I have nothing to do. Tell me, mortal. Please."
Bruce chuckles a bit. "Okay. First, my name is Bruce. Bruce Banner, not Mortal."
"Sorry. So...Bruce, tell me how you...became like this." Grenda says as she puts her hands in her lap.
Bruce exhales as he looks at her. "Okay. So...I'm not actually from here. I'm actually from a dimension of Earth that's way different from this place." Bruce says as he explains the customs of his Earth.
"You talk of a land far different from ours, Bruce. Fascinating." Grenda says softly as she processes all of this information. "But you've yet to know of this world..." Grenda says' resting her small hands on her lap. "?I may have told you of many beasts that roam throughout the land...but the most vile...werewolves and vampires."
"Whoa. Vampires and werewolves? They exist?" Bruce asks in disbelief, as he hadn't encountered either species on his Earth.
Grenda nods her head. "Afraid they do, my friend, and they are truly unpredictable. A werewolf can kill you in an instant, and a vampire will corrupt your soul, make you into one of its kind."
"Well, let's hope I never encounter werewolves or vampires while I'm here." Bruce says with a light chuckle.
-Later-
Bruce exits Grenda's house and walks around, receiving greeting waves from several villagers as well as soldiers. Bruce, deciding he will need protection aside from the Hulk, notices a blacksmith and approaches his shop.
"Ah. Hello, stranger. What can I get for you?" The blacksmith asks as he sets down a sword he had just finished building. "Got the finest weapons in the village."
"Heh. Well, I could use some armor. Something to protect me, but not enough to slow me down. Oh, and...a sword. Again, nothing too fancy." Bruce says as he leans over the counter.
"Right away, sir. Anything else you require?"
Bruce shakes his head. "No. I'm good for now. Thank you. Oh! Actually...you think you could make a sword for the Hulk?"
"You know of him?" The blacksmith asks in surprise.
"Actually...I am him." Bruce says as he looks at the man.
He chortles. "Get out! Hahahaha! You are too small and scrawny to be him!"
Bruce simply scoffs as he makes his eyes glow green, startling the man.
"By the halls of Whiterun! You are him! I-I will make him the finest sword! I swear it!" The man says hysterically.
"I believe you. How much for all that?"
"F-For you, it's for free." The blacksmith says, quivering nervously.
"Oh. Um...Thank you." Bruce says respectfully as he exits the village.
-Harem-
Lyra lays with the woman from her previous visit, letting her lover's lips gently press against her soft, perfect body. "Ohhh...don't stop..." Lyra softly pleads with desire.
"Shhh...let me do everything, my love..." The woman says seductively as she starts to grind against Lyra with intense aggression. Ungh!" She grunts.
"Ohh! Oh, oh, oh, ohhh!" Lyra moans, her cries of passion getting louder with each of her lover's movements. As this continues, Lyra clutches the sheets that she lays on top of, starting to lose her composure.
"Ohhh...your cries of pleasure are music to my ears!" She says, grinding faster and harder. "Urgh! I love you...!"
Later, the woman lays on top of Lyra, unable to make love anymore due to exhaustion. "Ohhh...Once again, your pleasurable company is indescribable..." Lyra weakly says.
"I was simply...pleasing the great Drahonborne. In the best way imaginable..." The woman softly says as she kisses Lyra's exposed breasts and neck.
Lyra giggles shortly before the two fall asleep. A few hours later, Lyra wakes up and quietly gets dressed, leaving five gold coins as payment for the pleasure she received. However, Lyra's lover suddenly wakes up and pulls the Dragonborne down, pinning her to the bed. Soon after, she begins to tickle Lyra.
"Hahahahaha! Hey, no tickling!" Lyra whines. "Hahahaha! Stop it!"
"No..." She teases as she buries her fingers into Lyra's rather hollow armpits.
"Wahahahahahahaha! Not there! Hahahahaha! Help me...!"
-Outer Borders of Village-
Bruce walks out of the village to explore, coming across Thog and her fellow people. Even though he was in his Bruce Banner form, Thog could sense Hulk deep within his mind. "Small man." Thog says as she stands in front of Bruce, towering over him.
"So this is how people feel when Hulk stands over them." Bruce internally says as he looks up at the massive woman. "Uh...yes? Do you need something?"
"Not from man. From your mirror self. Big green." Thog says, wanting to speak to Hulk.
"Y-You mean the Hulk?" Bruce asks in puzzlement, to which Thog nods her head in answer. "Why?"
"Hulk...my mate. Me and him belong together." Thog says in explanation. "Summon him, small man. Now." She says sternly.
Bruce gulps, noticing Thog's fists clenching. Thinking that she'd rough him up if he didn't comply to her demands, he exhales as he takes off his shirt that was provided to him by Grenda, not wanting to tear it. He then groans as he gets on his knees and begins to transform, his muscles bulging underneath his skin, his eyes glow a bright green, and he grows to about the same height as Thog and the rest of the Amazonians. "Big woman." Hulk simply says upon completing his transformation.
"Beloved mate." Thog says in awe at Hulk's physical form before hugging him. "You belong to me...Only me..."
Hulk chuckles as he slowly wraps his arms around her, his big palms touching her back. "Uh...okay." He says awkwardly, unsure of how to feel about this as Hulk and Thog sit together on a large, flat stone.
-Later-
After hours of spending time with Thog, she is forced to return to her own village, much to her dismay. As Hulk starts to walk back to Grenda's village, he is spotted by Lyra, who managed to escape her tickle torture, and just happened to be heading towards the same village. She was wearing a white top that showed a lot of cleavage, as well as some tight pants. Upon seeing him, Lyra gasps with shock. Out of instinct, she pulls out a sword from a sheath strapped to her left hip, clutching the handle with both hands.
"That supposed to scare me?" Hulk asks with a slight growl, not taking her seriously while occasionally sneaking a peek at her large breasts.
"Wait..." Lyra softly says. "Are you the Dragonslayer?" She asks, still holding her sword out.
"Dragonslayer? What's that?" Hulk asks, having no idea what the busty bombshell was talking about.
"Someone who killed a Dragon. With his bare hands. I've been trying to find this man."
Hulk thinks things over, eventually remembering that she's referring to him. "You're looking at him, lady."
"Wha-? No. There's no way you're him. From what I heard, the Dragonslayer is a man, not a...whatever you are."
"Ask the villagers; they'll say different." Hulk says as he crosses his arms.
"Maybe I will." Lyra says as she sheathes her sword and walks away from Hulk, heading towards the village, followed closely by Hulk.
-Village-
Lyra arrives in the village as well as Hulk. The blacksmith from earlier calls out to Hulk, who walks over. "What?"
"My friend, I have finished your sword. I worked double time to construct it. It's powerful, constructed from the densest steel. I even made you a sheath so it can be strapped to your back." The blacksmith says excitedly as Hulk lifts the large sword off of a table. It was light, yet it looked like it could do a lot of damage to even the most powerful enemy.
Hulk smiles. "Nice." After saying this, the blacksmith stands on a wooden chair and wraps the leather sheath around Hulk. Once he finishes, Hulk sheathes the sword onto his back. "Comfy. It'll do."
Lyra approaches a nearby guard. "Pardon me." She says. "Can you tell me where I can find the Dragonslayer?" She asks, unaware that Hulk was standing right behind her.
The guard stammers nervously, spotting Hulk behind the gorgeous woman. "H-He's r-right behind you, m-ma'am."
Lyra raises an eyebrow as she slowly turns around and looks at Hulk in surprise. "I-It's you? You're the Dragonslayer?" She asks, to which Hulk nods with a grunt. "Wow! Um...that's interesting. Can we...go talk somewhere?" She asks, to which he nods. Not far from the village, Lyra unsheathes her sword. "Okay. You can kill a Dragon with your own hands...Let's see how you fare against an opponent with an actual weapon."
Hulk scoffs as he unsheathes his large sword, clutching its handle with one hand. "Your funeral!" Hulk says before charging at Lyra and swinging his sword downward, though Lyra anticipated that attack, easily rolling out of the way as the blade slams into the ground deeply.
"Don't be too obvious with your attack, 'Dragonslayer'. Strike fast, yet hard." She instructs.
"I know how to fight, girly." He remarks as he pulls his sword out of the ground.
"Then train. Maybe you'll actually be able to hit something apart from a Dragon." She mocks.
"You're funny." Hulk remarks as he charges again, only to stop.
"Why'd you stop your attack?" Lyra asks in bewilderment.
"If I hit you...you'll die, and I don't kill women." Hulk says kindly as he sheathes his sword.
"So you slay dragons and you're a kind man. You intrigue me, creature." Lyra says as she sheathes her own sword. "May I ask, what shall I call you?"
"Hulk." He simply says as he leans against a massive tree. "That is my name."
"Hulk." She repeats as she puts her hands on her hips. "I am Lyra."
He looks at her in awe at how beautiful she was, as well as how pretty her name is. "Lyra. Pretty name..."
"Thank you, Hulk." She says, slightly blushing as she joins him under the large tree.
-Amazonian Village-
Thog sits inside her tent, her mind only centered on Hulk, and how much she desires him. Another Amazonian enters, noticing Thog's contemplative expression. "What wrong, Thog?"
"Large man. Cannot stop thinking. He will be mine. Any woman that tries to take him...will die by Thog's hand." Thog says primitevely.
