Betty felt her body being reshaped by the force of the wave. It was expanding, and she felt an intense tingling as sensation was restored. She felt a hardening, as her soft form was transmuting into hard muscle. She experimentally flexed an arm, feeling joy at being able to move again. But it wasn't like before the accident. There was a power she had never felt before. She looked down at her chest, and saw that her breasts were melting away as her ribs were now sheathed in hard muscle. I get it, Betty thought, it's turning me into a guy. If that's the price I've gotta pay, I'll pay it gladly, he thought.
Cautiously, then with growing confidence, he sat up, putting his big feet to the floor. He looked down at his new body. I'm huge! he thought. I'm a Frazetta barbarian! He looked around, and saw a sword, a furred cloak, and a bow and arrows. Finally, hesitantly, he looked between his legs. There it was. Proportional to his mighty thews. It just seemed to radiate the new energy that permeated his eminently masculine body.
Acting on new instincts he dressed himself, buckling his new swordbelt, and lifting the massive weapon with ease. Right now he wanted a monster to kill, another warrior to fight, or a willing woman to fuck, and he wasn't sure which of the three he wanted most. "Watch out world" he proclaimed "Here comes Betty the Barbarian." A single blow of his mighty sword smashed the Chair.