As soon as she finished drinking, her heart started beating faster, and she felt a sharp burning sensation throughout her entire muscular system. She dropped the glass, which shattered upon impact with the floor, and doubled over in pain.
"What's wrong?" asked Tails. "Are you okay?"
Rouge was about to call for help, but moments after Tails asked his question, she felt a rush of euphoria sweeping away all her pain. Looking down at herself, she noticed that her slender biceps and triceps were starting to grow. She stared, mesmerized as every heartbeat seemed to make them swell bigger. Lemon-sized bumps swelled into apple-sized peaks, which then swelled into softball-sized boulders. Meanwhile, her legs - which were already quite toned - were inflating into tree trunk-sized towers of power, with bulging, teardrop-shaped calves and titanic, throbbing quads. Her chest pushed itself outward, as thick, beefy slabs of pectoral muscle grew behind her ample breasts. Her shoulders swelled and her back broadened, endowing her with the lats of a linebacker.
"Oh, I'm more than okay, little boy," she said, intoxicated by the new feeling of power. "In fact..."
She flexed her new eighteen-inch arms as hard as she could. "...I feel invincible!"
The flex triggered a shockwave that nearly knocked Tails off of his feet. The boy could do little but babble incoherently at the spectacle.
"What? No comment?" she taunted. "Doesn't matter. I have business to attend to anyway. I'm going to go..."
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