Lina became very unhinged and muscular

“So,” Rufus purred, her voice dripping with mischief, “where to, gorgeous? You’re calling the shots now.”

Lina hesitated, her fingers tightening around the wand she still clutched in her free hand. She glanced up at Rufus, who was grinning down at her with a mix of curiosity and amusement. “I… I want to go to that bodybuilding gym downtown. The one everyone’s always talking about.”

Rufus’s eyebrows shot up, a sly smile spreading across her face. “Oh? Someone’s feeling adventurous. Lead the way, darling.”

The walk to the gym was short but tense, the air between them crackling with unspoken energy. Lina could feel Rufus’s eyes on her, studying her, assessing her. It made her skin tingle in a way that was equal parts thrilling and unnerving. When they arrived at the gym, the familiar scent of sweat and iron filled the air, mingling with the faint hum of clinking weights and grunts of exertion.

Lina hesitated at the entrance, her confidence wavering. But Rufus gave her hand a reassuring squeeze, her gaze steady and encouraging. “Go on,” she whispered, her voice low and sultry. “Make your wish.”

Taking a deep breath, Lina stepped inside. The gym was packed with people—bodybuilders, fitness enthusiasts, and gym rats—all focused on their routines. She felt small and out of place among the sea of chiseled muscles and toned bodies. But then she remembered the wand, the power it held. Her grip tightened around it as she closed her eyes and made her wish.

I want to be the most muscular woman in this entire building.

For a moment, nothing happened. Then, a sudden rush of energy surged through her body, hot and electrifying. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt her muscles begin to shift and grow beneath her skin. Her arms, once slender and soft, expanded with new strength, her biceps bulging against the fabric of her blouse. Her legs thickened, her thighs becoming powerful and sculpted, the curve of her calves sharp and defined. Even her back widened, her shoulders broadened, and her waist cinched into a perfect hourglass shape.

Lina gasped, staring down at her hands as they grew larger, more capable. She could feel the weight of her new strength, the raw power coursing through her veins. Her blouse strained against her chest as her muscles expanded, the fabric pulling taut over her newly defined pecs. She reached up to touch her face, half-expecting it to feel foreign, but it was still hers—just… more.

Rufus let out a low whistle, her eyes raking over Lina’s transformed body with obvious approval. “Well, well… look at you,” she murmured, stepping closer. Her hand reached out to trace the curve of Lina’s bicep, her touch sending shivers down Lina’s spine. “You’re a goddess.”

Lina’s cheeks flushed as a surge of heat cascaded through her body, and she felt her clothing shift and stretch to accommodate her new form. Her blouse, once loose and modest, now clung tightly to her frame, the fabric straining against the hardened muscles of her chest and arms. Her pants transformed into sleek, form-fitting leggings that hugged her powerful thighs and sculpted calves, accentuating every curve and bulge of her newfound strength. The material shimmered faintly, as if infused with the same magical energy that had reshaped her body.

Her hands instinctively reached up to touch her face, and she felt the subtle changes there too—her jawline sharper, her features more defined, her presence more commanding. Even her voice, when she muttered a soft “Wow,” came out deeper, richer, more resonant than before.

She looked around the gym, catching the wide-eyed stares of the other patrons. Their jaws hung open, their eyes locked on her in a mix of awe and disbelief. Lina flexed her arms experimentally, and the muscles rippled beneath her skin with an almost inhuman power. The sight was so overwhelming that a few people actually dropped their weights, the metallic clatter echoing through the gym.

Rufus let out a low, appreciative whistle, her gaze raking over Lina’s transformed body. “Would you look at that,” she purred, stepping closer. Her fingers traced the outline of Lina’s bicep, sending a shiver down her spine. “You’re not just strong, darling. You’re a **** of nature.”

Lina couldn’t help but smile, a confidence swelling within her that she’d never felt before. She straightened her posture, her shoulders broad and imposing, and ran a hand through her hair—now thicker, with a slight wave to it. The reflection in the mirror across the room caught her eye, and she almost didn’t recognize the woman staring back. She was virilized, yes, but in a way that was undeniably powerful, alluring.

But it wasn't enough. Lina gripped the wand tightly in her hand, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and determination. I want more, she thought fiercely. I want to be even more muscular.

As if the wand had been waiting for her command, another surge of energy coursed through her body, hotter and more intense than before. Her muscles rippled and expanded, her biceps swelling to incredible proportions, veins popping against her skin like rivers of power. Her chest surged outward, her pecs hardening into immovable slabs of muscle, her abs carving deep grooves into her core. Her thighs thickened impossibly further, each step now leaving the faintest tremor in the floor beneath her. Even her neck widened, her traps rising like twin mountains above her shoulders.

The gym fell silent as everyone turned to stare, their jaws dropping in awe. Lina flexed her arms, and the sheer size of her biceps blocked out the light from behind her. She let out a low, guttural laugh, the sound rolling through the room like thunder. This was strength. This was power.

Lina stumbled slightly, her massive frame almost too much for the floor beneath her to handle. She looked down at her hands, now grotesquely oversized and veined with power, then at Rufus, who was staring up at her with a mix of awe and something else—hunger. But Lina wasn’t done. Not even close. “Fuck this,” she muttered under her breath, her voice now a deep, resonant growl that seemed to vibrate through the gym. She gripped the wand tighter, her knuckles whitening under the strain.

I wish I were 7 feet tall.

The words barely left her lips before another surge of energy tore through her body, hotter and more intense than anything she’d felt before. Her spine straightened, her legs lengthened, and her shoulders broadened even further. The ground seemed to shrink beneath her as her body stretched upward, muscles expanding in tandem with her growing height. Her blouse and leggings strained against her frame, seams popping audibly as they struggled to keep up with her transformation.

By the time the magic subsided, Lina towered over the gym, her head nearly brushing the ceiling. She looked down at Rufus, who now seemed tiny in comparison, her bikini-clad form dwarfed by Lina’s sheer size. The gym had fallen into complete silence, every eye locked on the towering goddess in their midst.

“You’re not just a goddess now,” Rufus whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and desire. “You’re… you’re a fucking titan.”

Lina stood amidst the chaos of the gym, her massive frame casting a shadow over the bewildered crowd. Her grin widened as she flexed her arms, watching her biceps swell to almost incomprehensible proportions, veins snaking across the hardened muscle like rivers of raw power. “I’m more than that,” she declared, her voice a deep, resonant growl that seemed to shake the very walls of the gym. “I’m unstoppable.”

But as the words left her lips, a thought flickered in her mind—something about this moment felt incomplete. She glanced down at Rufus, who stared up at her with a mix of awe and something darker, something hungry. Lina frowned slightly, her towering form shifting with the movement. “You know what?” she muttered, her voice rumbling like distant thunder. “I wish you were named Squirrel instead. And I wish we were both home.”

The wand in her hand pulsed faintly, a quiet hum of energy that spread through the air like a whisper. In an instant, the gym faded away, replaced by the familiar walls of Lina’s apartment. The chaotic noise of clanking weights and gasping onlookers was gone, replaced by the soft hum of her refrigerator and the faint ticking of the clock on the wall.

Lina blinked, her massive frame now filling the modest space of her living room. She looked down at her hands, still grotesquely oversized and veined with power, then glanced around for Rufus—or rather, Squirrel. There they were, standing in the corner of the room, their bikini-clad form looking just as stunning as it had in the gym.

“Squirrel,” Lina said, testing the name on her tongue. It felt… right, somehow. The newly named Squirrel tilted their head, a sly smile spreading across their face.

“So,” Squirrel purred, stepping closer, their eyes raking over Lina’s towering form with obvious appreciation. “What’s next, darling? You’ve got all this power—what are you going to do with it?”

Lina grinned, her sharp features radiating confidence. “Whatever I want,” she replied, her voice low and commanding. “And right now, I want to enjoy being home.”