I can’t believe they ruined my shirt. How rude….. I’m not feeling so well. What time of the month is it? Oh, my head….
*Just then, clouds pass over in a strange eclipse as the transformation struggles to take charge.*
Fuck! That asshole ruined my shirt! Ahhhh! I can feel myself straining at the seams, but I can’t control it anymore!
*She rips her shirt to shreds, then tears her panties apart like they were nothing. She groans and clutches her head, then throws her head back and tossing her glasses aside as green veins spread from her eyes through her face. The change turns her green from head to toe as she struggles in and out, pushing back and forth between her usual state and the hulking transformation.*
The She-Hulk transformation is so strong! I can barely control it. Dammit, you made me chip a nail too. The next time I tell you not to make me mad, you better not be nearby or I might lose all control. I’m so much stronger this way, so much faster, and smarter too. I could have ripped you to bits as easily as I did that t-shirt. Ugh, agh! Quick, I can hardly control the transformation when it takes hold. Calm me down, fast! You better get me a snack, or fuck me, immediately, or this could get-AH! OH NO!!!!
*This time there’s no use struggling because she’s already deep in the throes of change as she’s caught in the grip of a full transformation that won’t stop.