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Paul was lounging on the plush couch in the living room, savoring the warmth of the morning sun filtering in through the windows. His girlfriend Hazel stumbled in, still rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She stopped in front of him and let out a yawn, her face contorting into a groggy smile. "Hey babe," she murmured, her voice thick with drowsiness. "I feel strange." Her words were slurred and slow, as if she were speaking underwater. Paul watched her with concern, noting the slight furrow between her brows and the faint flush spreading across her cheeks. Something was definitely off.

Just as Paul was about to stand up when he noticed Hazel's usually slumped stature suddenly stiffen like a plank of wood. Her heart leapt into her throat, pounding loudly and filling her ears with its deafening thump. The once soft skin on her arms and legs began to tighten, revealing the muscles that were now twitching beneath the surface. Paul tilted his head in confusion as he watched his petite girlfriend's body start to grow before his very eyes. Hazel could feel the floorboards creak as her toes stretched out, her feet growing longer and wider with each passing second. Her calves bulged out, resembling soft balls, while her thighs followed suit and swelled thickly like the trunks of ancient trees. As Hazel's hips widened, her shorts struggled to contain her transformation, ripping apart at the seams.

A sudden warmth spread through Hazel's soft stomach, as if her flesh was being cooked from the inside out. She watched in disbelief as her abs began to push outward, creating a landscape of rippling muscles across her abdomen. Her arms raised involuntarily as her biceps and triceps swelled to new proportions, veins snaking across the surface of her skin like thick vines. The once loose fabric of her shirt now clung tightly to her body, unable to contain the growing muscles underneath. Hazel could feel power coursing through her body as her pectoral muscles bulged, her breasts expanded larger, and her nipples hardening in response. As she continued to grow, her shoulders broadened and her muscles pulsed with strength. It was only when Hazel's head bumped against the ceiling that she realized how much taller she had become - now standing at a towering eight feet tall.

Paul's jaw dropped as he approached Hazel, his heart racing with anticipation. He placed his hand atop her muscular forearm and gazed into her deep yellow eyes. "Babe, are you alright?" he asked, unable to contain his concern. Hazel's cheeks flushed in embarrassment as she wrapped her strong arms around him, easily lifting him up from the ground. "I think so," she replied sheepishly, "But I'm really hungry." As Hazel held him close, Paul could feel the warmth of her breasts pressing against his chest.

"Why don't I go pick up some breakfast," he suggested, trying to break the tension. But before he could finish his sentence, Hazel's grip tightened around him and she planted a kiss on his cheek before whispering in his ear, "Actually, what I want for breakfast is right here in front of me." Paul couldn't help but feel a surge of blood pump down towards his crotch as Hazel carried him towards their bedroom for a steamy breakfast in bed.

Description
Paul was lounging on the plush couch in the living room, savoring the warmth of the morning sun filtering in through the windows. His girlfriend Hazel stumbled in, still rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She stopped in front of him and let out a yawn, her face contorting into a groggy smile. "Hey babe," she murmured, her voice thick with drowsiness. "I feel strange." Her words were slurred and slow, as if she were speaking underwater. Paul watched her with concern, noting the slight furrow between her brows and the faint flush spreading across her cheeks. Something was definitely off.

Just as Paul was about to stand up when he noticed Hazel's usually slumped stature suddenly stiffen like a plank of wood. Her heart leapt into her throat, pounding loudly and filling her ears with its deafening thump. The once soft skin on her arms and legs began to tighten, revealing the muscles that were now twitching beneath the surface. Paul tilted his head in confusion as he watched his petite girlfriend's body start to grow before his very eyes. Hazel could feel the floorboards creak as her toes stretched out, her feet growing longer and wider with each passing second. Her calves bulged out, resembling soft balls, while her thighs followed suit and swelled thickly like the trunks of ancient trees. As Hazel's hips widened, her shorts struggled to contain her transformation, ripping apart at the seams.

A sudden warmth spread through Hazel's soft stomach, as if her flesh was being cooked from the inside out. She watched in disbelief as her abs began to push outward, creating a landscape of rippling muscles across her abdomen. Her arms raised involuntarily as her biceps and triceps swelled to new proportions, veins snaking across the surface of her skin like thick vines. The once loose fabric of her shirt now clung tightly to her body, unable to contain the growing muscles underneath. Hazel could feel power coursing through her body as her pectoral muscles bulged, her breasts expanded larger, and her nipples hardening in response. As she continued to grow, her shoulders broadened and her muscles pulsed with strength. It was only when Hazel's head bumped against the ceiling that she realized how much taller she had become - now standing at a towering eight feet tall.

Paul's jaw dropped as he approached Hazel, his heart racing with anticipation. He placed his hand atop her muscular forearm and gazed into her deep yellow eyes. "Babe, are you alright?" he asked, unable to contain his concern. Hazel's cheeks flushed in embarrassment as she wrapped her strong arms around him, easily lifting him up from the ground. "I think so," she replied sheepishly, "But I'm really hungry." As Hazel held him close, Paul could feel the warmth of her breasts pressing against his chest.

"Why don't I go pick up some breakfast," he suggested, trying to break the tension. But before he could finish his sentence, Hazel's grip tightened around him and she planted a kiss on his cheek before whispering in his ear, "Actually, what I want for breakfast is right here in front of me." Paul couldn't help but feel a surge of blood pump down towards his crotch as Hazel carried him towards their bedroom for a steamy breakfast in bed.