This choice: Make her only negative, mean and evil • Go Back...Chapter #4Make her only negative, mean and evil by: MossyA   After the glow subsided, Jill smiled, but it was a cruel sneered smiled that exposed her evil personality to the world. And it wanted to show itself through the necklace.
Sudddenly, her hand and forearm start to swell as if burned.Jill then fell to the ground in pleasure.
With bone-cracking agony, Jill's hand and arm start lengthening grotesquely, veins pumping through her new flesh to feed sudden hard cords of muscle. She grits her teeth as the process spreads to her foot, bursting out of its sandal and sprouting cruel claws. The skin over her transforming flesh roughens to a pebbly texture while deepening in color to a dark crimson shade. "What am I turning into?" She asked herself.
Her muscles continued growing exponentially, huge dense lobes pumping up her legs and arm. Gasping in exertion, Jill struggles to stand, her heart beating a mile a minute to lift the weight of her ponderous limbs. Her mind reels from a maelstrom of mixed feelings as she stares at her monstrous hand. She feels fright, yes, but also... anticipation?
The muscles of Jill's upper arm continue to swell with each thundering heartbeat, every pulse bringing more and more ludicrous size. She wedges the massive juggernaut of her arm between the wall and the rest of her body, finally succeeding in standing upright by cradling her side in the irregular surfaces between her biceps and triceps. But her body does not stop there. The changes are becoming systemic now, barely even noticed against the background energy circulating through her and overloading her senses, locks of hair growing below her shoulders, breasts straining against her shirt.
Anxiously, she looks in the shop window to comprehend her altering form, but finds the top of the window at the level of her chest! She twists around to look down at her towering legs, but instead her view is filled with the sanity-breaking sight of the advancing transformation ripping through her hips and previously nonexistent ass. With barely a fight, her pants explode into cloth confetti, revealing gigantic hard buttocks that put her friends' asses to shame.
Alien thoughts start to invade her mind, vengeful and aggressive, while the fiendish metamorphosis continues up her body. Jill's hips widen, rebuilding themselves on a stupendous new scale, while twinges of pain like a thousand small balloons popping force its way into her stomach. She throws her head back, mind staggering, eyes rolling up, as the pervasive tsunami of bodily sensation washes over her. The veins and arteries in her abdomen and chest pulse and pump larger, solid plates of muscle violently inflating into being while her shirt stretches and finally bursts open over her expanding breasts.
Jill felt the changes as they ripped through the center of her being, rebuilding her mind as monstrously and completely as her body. Threads of emotion and her entire fabric of motivation are pulled apart and put together again, reconstructed into a new mentality without social restraint or the ability to feel remorse. Moaning as she feels her conscience disappearing, Jill barely notices as her hair spurts out in progressively longer hanks of wavy locks, falling over the furrowing landscape of her back as mutant muscle and beastly skin continue to spread across it. Her right arm finally succumbs to the change, injecting hard muscle that quickly swells to bodybuilder sizes and beyond.
As she stands in a daze, her moans turned into heavy panting, like she has just run a mile at a full clip. Her mind races through a frenzied cycle of grief at her dwindling capacity for empathy, slowly replaced by primitive joy in being able to exercise her brutish desires without caring for the consequences, and happiness at her shrinking ability to feel grief.
Jill's burgeoning upper body continues to writhe and develop while she is caught in this trance. As her right arm continues its explosive race to become the twin of her colossally muscled left, the sharp tips of two of her blackened nails catch and dig into the wall. With a sudden savage impulse, she flexes her fingers and they rip a long slash with their 5-inch claws. A spike of pleasure and an ever-fading amount of dismay run through her at how easy it was to split the wall open. It was just like shredding tissue paper....
Her entire body below the neck completes its dreadful metamorphosis, leaving her head sitting atop a body twice the width and height of a linebacker. Each inch of her ogre-like frame is covered in rough red skin and packed to overflowing with dense, vascular muscle. Her hair, having continued its riotous growth, now buries her head and shoulders in a heavy mane of black rings. The only intact piece of clothing she has now is the choker around her neck, but even that is showing signs of strain, the underlying tendons tightened with painful intensity under reddening skin.
Jaws slack, eyes glazed and wild, Jill fights a losing battle against the inner forces running rampant through her head. As the remaining vestiges of her morality are stamped out, the horrified girl feels the last part of the change start to contort her face. Bones and flesh thicken, mouth widening, nose lengthening, cheeks and chin distend, transforming her features into cruel caricatures of themselves. With a jaw-cracking jolt, a pair of horns like a longhorn bull's drive out of her expanding skull, and her teeth sharpen and multiply, filling her mouth even faster than it can grow. She opens her mouth to scream--
Jill feels a faint whimper of regret as the last of her humanity vanishes, and then she doesn't feel regret at all. She closes her freakishly wide mouth over frightful fangs. In a final grotesque surge of growth, her trapezius muscles explode into being, engulfing her neck and snapping her choker like a rubber band. Their immense bulges wrap around her head and part her falls of hair like mountains rising out of a black sea.
Jill's body finally stills, the only movement the rising and falling of her awesome GG chest. Slitted amber eyes regard her brand-new form with satisfaction. She twitches the ends of her mouth up in a malice-filled grin. Jill the girl is gone. In her place is JilHantkopek, looking forward with diabolic glee to the mayhem she can inflict on the pathetic humans who had dared to cross her!
Exulting in her formidable new body, Jill crashes her way out of the alleyway as she   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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