Amanda wasn't having a good day.
She was stuck in a dead end, mid-level job. Her boss was a jerk, the pay was minimal, and she was running late as her lunch order was messed up. She rushed down the street, past the new high-rise that was being built, when she started receiving catcalls from some of the workers on break. Amanda tried to ignore their comments and get back to work when one of them stopped her and continued on with his crude comments that his buddies through were hilarious.
"Listen" she said, "I'm just trying to get back to work".
"Oh I got something you can work" he replied, gesturing down towards his pants.
It was at this moment Dennis took the picture.
Amanda doubled over in pain, so excruciating that she was taken down to her knees. The man put a hand on her shoulder. Upon closer inspection, he was taken aback by her complexion, pale with a slight green tinge to it. It must be a bad case of food poisoning, he thought.
"Hey lady, are you okay?"
Her head snapped quickly over in his direction and a loud growl came from her lips.
"Get away from me!" she exclaimed as she pushed him away, causing him to fly into the nearby chain-link fence that separated the sidewalk from the work site.
Her brown eyes became a brilliant green. Her brown hair began to lengthen and take on a darker hue. Her navy skirt became tighter as her legs and glutes started filling up with muscle. The rapidly expanding legs started causing runs in her pantyhose as her diamond-shaped calves grew larger with rock hard muscle. Her feet started to burst through her new shoes. The rings on her right hand began to break off as her fingers lengthened and her hands grew larger. Amanda balled up her fists and bent her arms, causing the growing muscles to tear through her sleeves with ease and bulge under her blazer, the stitches in her garment popping one by one as her biceps became charged with superhuman strength.
Her breasts started enlarging at a rapid pace, the buttons on her silk blouse popped one by one until her chest exploded through her clothing and her abdominals looked like cobblestones on her stomach. Amanda tensed her back muscles and they tore through her blouse and jacket like someone would rip a piece of paper in half. Her biceps, now close to 20 inches erupted through her blazer like a powerful volcano.
She stood erect; her former 5’4” inch frame was replaced by an Amazonian 6’10” of beauty and brawn, her skin a deep emerald. She discarded her clothing, now in tatters, which was replaced by a purple and white two piece leotard. Dennis, shocked by this turn of events, was simultaneously afraid and aroused at what just happened.
Amanda let out a loud yell, which served as both a cathartic release from the painful transformation and the frustration she had been experiencing in her life. She turned towards the rest of the shocked workers (the one she had tossed into the fence was unconscious from the impact. She looked over and examined her new muscular figure. She clenched her fists, watched as her biceps bulged mightily, and gave a little smirk.
“You, you think its funny pestering women? You think its funny keeping me
She stepped over to the metal chain-link fence and ripped it down the center with ease and walked inside the work area. Letting out years of frustration, Amanda pounded the reinforced steel foundation of the building, creating large dents with her fists. Tensing her large, powerful legs, she leapt into the air with such force it created a small crater in the ground below. Amanda looked like a green missile to Dennis as she streaked towards the 30th story of the building. Even with such mass and speed, she landed with cat-like agility on the narrow beam, her size causing the metal to groan and bend underneath her feet. With her long arms she grasped a beam from the 31st floor and ripped it down. Amanda held aloft the large object above her head and began bending it slowly as the workers looked on in horror. She continued to twist it like a pretzel, the steel making painful noises as it was being contorted by her super-powered physique. After compressing it into a ball she threw it down towards the ground at an amazing rate of speed. The men scrambled as the spheroid landed with a loud boom! The men gathered around the hole Amanda created and looked at the metal ball resting over fifteen feet below. Then, a geyser of water began to shoot out as Amanda’s action caused the water line to burst, dousing the exasperated workers. She began to laugh.
“Now that’s funny!” she yelled towards them.
Police sirens began to fill the air, because of these displays, so Amanda decided to take off and she took off with another supercharged leap. Dennis also felt that he shouldn’t stick around either for questioning so he high tailed it out of there on his scooter.
On the way back home, he tried to make sense out of what happened. The shop owner said that the camera took “perfect” pictures and at the time that he used his camera on that woman, she hulked out just like in his thoughts. Is it actually possible, can he transfer his thoughts and dreams from his mind to reality through this camera?