Let’s get a picture of Lady Ravenwind, first.
She was a typical noblewoman, wearing a long, slender, black, silky gown with a square collar adorned with expensive, brown, stoat weasel fur and baggy, white, false undersleeves that swayed in the air when she moved her arms. All her fingers had rings, ranging from many variants, and two precious necklaces around her throat, the one smaller than the other.
You could tell from her appearance that she was a mature, old lady. All those aging years were making her face show signs of wrinkles, making her dimples deepen and eyes baggy and tired, her black mascara, eyeshadow and other makeups unable to hide it now, which was the reason she needed the potion.
But other factors, like pregnancies and eating very well like nobility could, had caused Lady Ravewind’s breasts to get bloated and saggy, and her once smooth stomach from her younger years had turned into a nice, firm potbelly that was visible through her clothes, as Ravenwind had turned a little bit chubby from her inactivity and eating, giving her the start of a minor double chin too.
It was all signs of a wealthy woman, but Lady Ravenwood didn’t like it at all, and in her big, private chamber, with a lovely, big fourposter bed and furniture, she sat down in her favorite, comfortable chair with Rizzik's mixture, wiping her thick, frazzled, shoulder-long, greying, blond hair to the side, and drank several, large sips of the elixir, as she wanted to see results quickly and soon.
She found the taste despicable and drowned the flavor with a glass of wine standing on a table in front of her. However, after emptying the glass and placing it down on the table in front of her, she began to feel her guts starting to bloat.
The feeling spread to the rest of her body, as Lady Ravenwind was filled with discomfort, beginning to grunt and moan as all her muscles got more and more tense.
“*grunt* That *urgh* damm wizard! *groan* He poisoned me!!”
Lady Ravenwind tried to get up to get help, but it was then she realized how tight her gown had gotten at her upper body.
“What the…”
Lady Ravenwind looked down at her square cleavage, witnessing her own breasts swelling slowly like dough in their confined space, her disbelieving starring then going to her arms as she swore she could visibly see them grow too, all the while feeling more and more Uncomfortable in her gown, feeling her jewlery squeezing her too, even her shoes were getting mighty tight.
It then became undeniable once the gown’s seams began to suddenly break. Lady Ravenwind seeing large tears begging to pop at her chest, arms and shoulders, revealing to hear what was growing underneath: muscle.
This shocked Lady Ravenwind, who groaned and grunted as her body began to bulk and rip through her expensive dress. Rings snapping off her fingers and her necklaces tightening around her thickening neck, her big, veiny feet getting quite compressed in her shoes, and soon enough, her big, red-nailed toes exploded right through them. As her gown’s skirt rose higher and higher upwards, becomming tighter around her swelling hips, Lady Ravenwind watched in horror as her round, chubby stomach began to expand as well, filling up with bumpy, toned abs stretched on its curvy surface.
She then clenched her teeth and threw her head back in agony as she felt her tits painfully pressing against the fabric, not only fighting her gown, but also the chemise she wore underneath, digging more and more into her skin as her tits kept expanding larger and larger. Her shoulder and trap muscles growing in unison with her tits, making her last necklace snap, as her muscles kept swelling and swelling and swelling, until a loud snap tore her gown in the middle from her collar down, releasing Lady Ravenwind’s enormous boobs who signed and gasped in relief, able to breath once again.
It kept tearing downwards, as Lady Ravenwind’s muscle gut pushed forward, and her thighs kept thickening and broadening, turning her gown into a something akin to a long jacket. Lady Ravenwind tried to stand up so she could take it off as it had brought her much discomfort, together with her baggy, false undersleeves, which now fit her muscular forearms perfectly, but soon found her ass stuck in the chair.
She lifted herself up with the chair clinging to her hinny, making her fall back down with a shock from the unexpected added weight, which made the chair’s legs break and Lady Ravenwind squeal.
But her inconvenience wouldn’t last much longer, as Lady Ravenwind’s body was still growing bigger and stronger. In pulses, her legs sprouted forward, getting thick with muscle, her growing feet pushing the table in front of her with the wine bottle on it away. Her chemise wrapped around her waist like a belt now, as her belly and boobs above and below it kept growing larger and larger, while her frame broaden greatly. Her restrained panties were shredding off now too, ripping at its top, allowing her belly to protrude even more forward, showing off the start of thick, tangled patch of pubes before another pulse of growth tore it even further, revealing her hairy, fat puffy mons and clit before another pulse of growth pulled the undergarments apart completely and freed Lady Ravenwind’s mature womanhood.
The chair creaked louder and louder with each pulse of growth, while groaning, naked Lady Ravenwind sat deeply in it, getting taller and taller as her muscles grew bigger and bigger, making her sleeves tear apart as well, together with her puny chemise, her body getting larger than her huge, king-sized bed before the chair exploded off her massive, muscular ass.
Finally free, Lady Ravenwind stood up, panting and exhausted, close to reaching the ceiling above her, sweeping her rags off and examined the situation. First was her viewpoint, that had gotten elevated greatly, making her able to see the top of shelves and her bed’s tester, which made everything looks so small now.
She then looked at her hands, big but still feminine, maintaining their red, nail polish. She clenched her fists, feeling powerful as she flexed her arms, which had gone from thin, saggy, spaghetti straws to thick, ballooning, oak logs, her biceps almost able to reach the size of a full-grown German Shepherd. Down from her beefy neck were her humongous breasts, which had gone from barren, tired, potato sacks to firm, plump, calf-sized, bubbly udders oozing with life. Her belly below, however, had not gone back to her thin abdomen from her younger days, but had turned into a bulky and broad muscle mass, punctured by a deep going, round belly button, like a bumpy, protruding chest plate, and probably as solid as one too. Then there were her wide hips, where her largest muscles were located; her roaring, thunder thighs and massive, full, musclebound ass more than capable to carry her heavy body around, all of it gifting Lady Ravenwind such a tremendous feeling of power that she never had experienced before.
While Lady Ravenwind was gropping, flexing and squeezing her new muscles, the door to her chamber opened.
“Lady Ravenwind, I heard a ruck- *gasp*”
It was the chambermaid who had entered, covering her mouth with both of her hands as she starred at the monster in front of her.
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