Girly

"Woah, I feel weird..." the newly-transformed anima hulk looked around her as the control-box replica turned itself off, making the emotional ray dissipate.

"Like, where am I?" The attitude of this hulk was far from the rageful anger of the savage hulk or the suave cockiness of joe fixit, instead being more calm and feminine. Her voice and attitude turned into that of a typical teenage girl, even being considered a "bimbo" depending on who you ask.

From deep within, the savage hulk silently raged while Bruce observed the new personality, grateful that it didn't start with destruction like most of his new transformations and taking further notes.

"Why are these clamps on me? This is totes uncool!" Anima hulk noticed the restraints on her limbs, bending down and picking up the key on the floor to promptly unlock them.

Bruce noted that at least the calmness and rationality aspect worked, intentionally leaving the key on the floor knowing that the savage hulk wouldn't have the brains or grace to use a key instead of breaking free via sheer ****.

"Brr... My chest feels cold!" Anima hulk immediately noticed that her fat breasts were exposed, covering then with her hands to no avail as her fat tits poked through the gaps in her hands.

"Hope this fits..." Anima hulk grabbed an extra labcoat from the closet, stretching it around her voluptuous body and trying her best to button up, though her large breasts only allowed her to button up 6 of the 10 buttons before it became too uncomfortable.

"What's this strange ma-" After getting a coat on, she looked back to the control-box before getting distracted by a nearby mirror.

"Looking good!" She flaunted her body in the mirror, posing as she ran a hand through her long hair.

It seems that the anima does come with it's flaws, including vanity... Bruce noted in his mind.