Ben did whatever he thought could help. Clearing the cache, reloading the page, reloading the SITE. Nothing seemed to work!
"One last hope..." he placed his hand on the mouse and pressed down, hoping to simply close the window, but his muscular arms were too bulky, and his hand crushed the mouse.
"Oh no..."
Frantically, Ben scrambled, barely able to move, to shut off his tower. He hoped severing the connection would make it stop. Or at least slow it. with a "gentle" push, the computer was cleaved nearly in half. No use. But at least Ben's hypothesis was correct, his muscles slowed, and eventually stopped. With a shrug of his gigantic shoulders, he looked around. His boxers barely clinging to his immense form (which explains the Hulk!), he decided he'd walk around town. With another "gentle" motion, Ben found a problem.
The door was no longer attached to the frame. No, neither was much of the (far too small, upon closer inspection) door. Ben was either trapped in his room, or about to destroy a LOT of property...
With a grunt, a wince, and a step forward, he forced his way through the door, bulging it wider and smashing the drywall on either side.
"This is gonna make dating a lot more difficult..." he groaned, not wanting to even IMAGINE what he could do to another human...