You rush to Rebecca's side to try to lift off the cabinet.
You glanced a look at her and was shocked at what you saw.
Rebecca watched as her hand and forearm start to swell as if burned. "FUCK!!!" she screamed as she fell to the ground in pleasure.
With bone-cracking agony, Rebecca's hand and arm start lengthening grotesquely, veins pumping through her new flesh to feed sudden hard cords of muscle. She grits her teeth as the process spreads to her foot, bursting out of its sandal and sprouting cruel claws. "What am I turrrning into?" She asked herself.
Her muscles continued growing exponentially, huge dense lobes pumping up her legs and arm. Gasping in exertion, Rebecca struggled to stand, her heart beating a mile a minute to lift the weight of her ponderous limbs. Her mind reels from a maelstrom of mixed feelings as she stares at her monstrous hand. She feels fright, yes, but also... anticipation?
The muscles of her upper arm continue to swell with each thundering heartbeat, every pulse bringing more and more ludicrous size. She wedges the massive juggernaut of her arm between the wall and the rest of her body, finally succeeding in standing upright by cradling her side in the irregular surfaces between her biceps and triceps. But her body does not stop there. The changes are becoming systemic now, barely even noticed against the background energy circulating through her and overloading her senses, locks of hair growing below her shoulders, breasts straining against her shirt.
Anxiously, she looks in the mirror to comprehend her altering form, but finds the top of the window at the level of her chest! She twists around to look down at her towering legs, but instead her view is filled with the sanity-breaking sight of the advancing transformation ripping through her hips and previously nonexistent ass. With barely a fight, her pants explode into cloth confetti, revealing gigantic hard buttocks that put her friends' asses to shame.
You didn't know where to look as Rebecca's hips widen, rebuilding themselves on a stupendous new scale, while twinges of pain like a thousand small balloons popping force its way into her stomach. She throws her head back, mind staggering, eyes rolling up, as the pervasive tsunami of bodily sensation washes over her. The veins and arteries in her abdomen and chest pulse and pump larger, solid plates of muscle violently inflating into being while her shirt stretches and finally bursts open over her expanding breasts.
Rebecca barely notices as her hair spurts out in progressively longer hanks of locks, falling over the furrowing landscape of her back as mutant muscle and perfect skin continue to spread across it. Her right arm finally succumbs to the change, injecting hard muscle that quickly swells to bodybuilder sizes and beyond.
As she stands in a daze, her moans turned into heavy panting, like she has just run a mile at a full clip. Her mind races through a frenzied cycle of grief at her dwindling capacity for empathy, slowly replaced by primitive joy in being able to exercise her brutish desires without caring for the consequences, and happiness at her shrinking ability to feel grief.
Her burgeoning upper body continues to writhe and develop while she is caught in this trance. As her right arm continues its explosive race to become the twin of her colossally muscled left, the sharp tips of two of her blackened nails catch and dig into the wall. A spike of pleasure and an ever-fading amount of dismay run through her at how easy it was to split the wall open. It was just like shredding tissue paper....
Her entire body below the neck completes its dreadful metamorphosis, leaving her lovely normal head sitting atop a body twice the width and height of a linebacker. Each inch of her monsterous frame is packed to overflowing with dense, vascular muscles.
Rebecca closes her freakish mouth. In a final grotesque surge of growth, her trapezius muscles explode into being, engulfing her neck and snapping her choker like a rubber band. Their immense bulges wrap around her head and part her falls of hair like mountains rising out of a black sea.
Rebecca's body finally stills, the only movement the rising and falling of her awesome HH chest.
Rebecca lookes at you wit lust and lunges at her __________.