"I'd say the gym would be the best place to start."
Hannah gave a sly smile, thinking about the prospect Jack was offering. Not only was she as into it as he was, the growth had also given her a massive spike in confidence, as evidenced by her boastful talk while she was growing.
"I think that would be great for both of us."
Jack beamed. Now they had a plan, and the means to enact pretty much whatever they wanted.
"Great! But, uh, as much as I love your... full form..."
Jack had to shift a bit to quell the near uncomfortable erection he got from looking at those stellar boobs.
"... We should probably get you into some clothes. Just so you don't get arrested."
Hannah looked disappointed. It was clear she was enjoying her own body more than she ever had before. "I guess you're right. But we don't have anything that could fit me."
Jack could have sworn she flexed her biceps a bit right at that moment just to tease him. Somehow, he managed to tear his attention away from that and onto the button.
"... Well, let's see if this button can do some more... minor changes..." Jack stated before pressing the button once again.
Another flash occurred, causing Jack to blink rapidly a couple of times to clear his vision. This time, the change was instant. Jack had replicated the outfit Hannah had been wearing before, only now it was a bit more... fun. Far from being oversized now, the Captain America shirt was a lot more like a tank top, only covering the bare necessities of her chest and not even bothering with her titanic abs. Her denim shorts were paltry compared to her knockout thighs and bubble butt.
"Nice," Hannah complimented, giving her chest an experimental flex that made Jack's heart skip a beat.
"So, shall we head off?"
Jack nodded eagerly, following Hannah as she made her way to the apartment door. The two of them now had complete control of reality; the possibilities were endless. They still didn't know the full extent of the button, though. Jack had noticed a story on the news about a superhero stopping some crime; definitely something that hadn't existed before. It probably had to do with his thoughts about Supergirl while changing Hannah. He would have to be a bit careful about what he wished for...
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The campus gym was fairly close to their apartment, and the two of them took a more discrete route, not wanting Hannah to be noticed quite yet. Both of them were suckers for a good surprise. Even though Hannah was just lightly walking, Jack had to jog quickly to keep up with her long, powerful strides. Still, he didn't mind; the view from behind was quite nice.
In no time, they reached the gym. Before heading inside, Jack turned to Hannah (he now had to look UP at her; she had definitely gained some height too). "Let's go around the side, I want to look through the window before we make our entrance." Smiling happily in agreement, Hannah walked with Jack around the building.
Jack peered in at the patrons of the gym. The gym was mostly empty, but Jack did spot one person he recognized: Noah. Noah was a big football star at their university, so he was pretty popular. However, he also fit well into the "jerk jock" stereotype. Jack had definitely seen his fair share of people get tormented by the athlete. Noah was currently hitting the weights, surrounded by some of his football buddies. Perfect.
Jack motioned for Hannah to bring him to the ground (as amazing as being lifted felt), and Hannah happily obliged. He then explained who was in there and what he had planned. Hannah was eager; any opportunity to show off her body AND do some good was appreciated. "Sounds excellent."
Jack smiled. "Excellent. Stay outside until I call for you. Then the fun starts."
The next minute, Jack was inside the gym, strolling past the main desk and into the lifting area. There was every kind of workout machine you could think of, but Jack only moved closer to where Noah was. He figured just his presence would be enough to entice the guy.
Sure enough, he was right. The next time Noah finished his reps, he sat up from the bench, immediately taking notice of the scrawny nerd standing close to him. He had an incredulous look on his face. "Jack? What's a guy like you doing here?"
Jack was honestly surprised the guy even remembered his name. Still, that would just make it all the more fun.
"You know, just having a look around. Thinking about starting to work out a bit more."
Noah stood up, letting out an obnoxious snort. "You? Really? C'mon, you've got to be kidding."
Jack would have been more annoyed if he didn't know what was in store. "Hey, what's the harm?"
Noah's two friends were smiling broadly. "Let me give you some advice," Noah continued. "You can work out, but don't do it here. This is a place for people who can actually lift more than 10 lbs., so until you've got any sort of meat on your bones, keep out."
Jack rolled his eyes, not even bothering to point out how flawed the logic was. "Oh yeah? ... How about a lift-off?"
The three of them simply burst out laughing in response. "Really? If you want to get destroyed so hard you'll be in a coma for a couple days, then sure."
Now it was Jack who couldn't help but grin wildly. "Hey... who said *I* was going to be the one lifting against you?"
He turned towards the entrance, cupping his hands together to get the maximum volume out of his voice. "Hannah!"
Jack turned around the other way just in time to see the jocks' jaws drop to the floor.
He simply smiled and didn't even bother turning around again. In a few seconds, he could just feel the monstrous presence of the woman behind him radiate with pure strength. He was sure Hannah felt that feeling a million times over.
"So, a lift-off?" Hannah inquired playfully.
The three jerks were way too stunned to respond.
The super woman gave off a smirk, simply making her way past the now silent athletes. "So, how much is on here Jack?"
"I'd say around 300 pounds," Jack responded, trying to hold back his excitement.
"Alright, if that's the best you've got..."
Muscles bulging with slight veins already, Hannah slightly bent down with her inflated legs and picked up the bar, hoisting it up like it was nothing. It was a 300 pound bar meant to be benched, and she was curling it with one hand like it was air!
Obviously the weight meant nothing to her, but she started lifting it up and down, just enjoying the sensation of her biceps bulging and pushing up against the rest of her body. She let out a moan of pleasure, giving her lips a little sensual lick before placing the bar back on the rack.
"That was pathetic. Hold on, I'm going to see if I can make this a little more... interesting..."
Jack and the jocks looked on (him with anticipation, them with astonishment) as Hannah quickly went around the gym, picking up every spare weight available and loading it up onto the bar. By then, most of the other gym patrons had stopped their workouts, looking curiously to see this mysterious woman bigger than any person they had ever seen before. In no time flat, Hannah had loaded the bar up with so much weight it looked like it was going to snap in half.
"So, Jack, how much weight is on the bar NOW?"
"1650 pounds," Jack quickly responded. It was obvious he had been eagerly counting the entire time.
Hannah smiled. Not needing any more of an introduction, she reached down and hoisted up the bar once again.
Amazingly, the bar still weighed practically nothing to her, and she was still loving it. Despite this, her muscles were obviously bulging out even more due to the pressure, swelling up and out in a manner that REALLY enticed Jack like you wouldn't believe. She brought the bar all the way above her head, giving a little roar of triumph as her biceps nearly hit the side of her head. It looked like half of the gym was going to faint.
But she wasn't done there. With just a little groan, the once petite college girl pulled inwards, the metal instantly warping to her whim. In about a second, the bar wrapped all the way around into a loop, defying seemingly all laws of human limitation. Jack knew Hannah was simply the strongest there was.
Feeling like she had the energy of a thousand suns but feigning a look of boredom, Hannah dropped the weight onto the ground. The weight smacked into the carpet with an enormous THUD which made everyone but the titan herself jump into the air. She then turned to the group of guys, who had nearly pissed their pants at this point.
"Well, it's obvious who the weaker ones are here. Now, you three are going to get out of here like the pushovers you are, and if I ever see you picking on anyone ever again, ESPECIALLY me or my boyfriend, you're going to be in world of trouble. GOT IT?"
The jocks got out of the gym like it was on fire.
Jack let out a laugh as the bullies high-tailed it out. He was going to go congratulate Hannah on he amazing-ness when they were interrupted by...
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