Mary precisely sifted through the box of vials, careful not to shatter any of them with her monumental strength. Many different vials caught her eye. Aside from the strength vial, of course, there were vials labeled ‘arms’, ‘height’, and an entire other box labeled ‘powers’.
Mary was especially intrigued by the ‘powers’ box, but put it aside for the moment in favor of the other vials. She wanted to take a break from merely growing larger and stronger, so she selected the ‘arms’ vial, which also had a depiction of a torso with an extra pair of arms. Smiling, she snatched it up and downed it in one gulp.
She felt a bit of pain as she looked down and saw two nubs beginning to protrude from a few inches beneath her armpits. The pain exploded as new bone, muscle and flesh grew at a lightning pace. Eventually, the explosive growth slowed, and Mary began to get feeling in her new appendages as new nerve endings were knit. She flexed these new arms, getting used to the control she had over them. Unexpectedly, these arms soon gained the same feeling that Mary’s body had gotten earlier - an unnatural tingling as her muscles condensed to incredible proportions. Once the pain subsided, Mary panted with exhaustion from how intense the episode was.
Mary was overjoyed at this new development, and picked up a nearby beam of steel that she suspected was once used in a building. She easily crushed it into a little cube with all four of her arms, and hurled it a good mile or so just from a ‘light’ toss. Donning an even more cocky grin, Mary snatched up the vial once again and chugged it one one gulp.
If Mary had felt burning pain in her other arm growth, this one was like hell’s inferno. Mary hunched over in a feeble attempt to nullify the pain, but the sensation would not relent. Unlike last time, four nubs began growing. Once she had gone through the excruciating pain, Mary finally spared a glance down at her body. She was taken aback at her eight magnificent arms. In her shock, she accidentally stepped too hard on the ground, leaving a foot-deep dent. “Ha... I guess I could use some extra hands.” Mary quipped, folding her bottom six arms. “I guess drinking the whole vial doubles the amount of arms you have. Interesting.” Mary had seen images of gods and goddesses with multiple appendages, so she assured herself that this was just a serendipitous step in her quest for godhood.
“Now, which one next?” She teased.