Incredible She-hulk Transformation, After Dinner Date Growth – Transformation Fetish, Growth Fetish

I used to laugh at those ridiculous superhero comics. Gamma radiation? Transforming into a green ? Please. I only went to that Hulk-themed party to mock the nerds and maybe score some free drinks. When they dared me to chug that glowing green concoction during Truth or Dare, I rolled my eyes and downed it instantly—just colored water and attention-seeking cos-players, right? I strutted home in my flowing white sundress, completely that my skepticism was about to be strongly shattered. Now I’m frozen on my couch, heart hammering against my ribs like it wants to burst free. My pulse is deafening, throbbing in my ears, my neck, my clit. The fabric of my innocent white dress starts pulling tight across my swelling chest. I look down and watch in shock as my tits expand, heavy and firm, straining the delicate material until it rips. The tearing sound echoes through the room as seams explode across my shoulders, my back, my thighs. I’m growing. Fast. My head slams against the ceiling