Jen's massive body trotted all the way toward the pacific, jogging in heels almost perfectly, the sensations drove her wild, she couldn't think straight. After her new body started running she couldn't even breath, the sun had risen and she came closer to the beach, running straight through San Francisco she made quite the stir and people started running. Jen's fate was sealed, until she tripped over the guide rail of the board walk and hit the sand.
Jen's body stood up and stood still, finally able to breath for a minute, Jen's peace was broken by her head being removed, still dazed by the hundred or so miles she ran, she couldn't compute what was going on, her new body ran toward the water and she fell backwards, panting and blacked out. Jen came to a few minutes later, she realized her run was over and feared what she had become. Jen cautiously looked down and saw two massive breasts, at least the size of soccer balls resting on an equally impressive chest. She cautiously sat up and thought she was taller, she looked down and gasped, her body was now that of a gargantuan body builder, and started to worry.
"Am I at least still a woman?" Jen patted her crotch and felt herself. "Yup, still a woman. But how big am I." Jen stood up and got a little sense of vertigo. She wasn't connected to a twenty five foot tall monster, but she was at least seven to eight feet tall, she started up the beach, not knowing where to go, instinct kicked in and she reached down grabbing a towel and a purse and her body started guiding her.
"I thought I was supposed to be in control right now." Jen sighed, the she heard a voice in the back of her head. And Jen listened as it talked.