Reality adapts! Run but you can't hide!

The sound of a masculine gasp echoing throughout the hallway tore Cora from her conundrum. Fury at the attackers for threatening Vanessa overwhelmed her arousal. The building shifted again, releasing her just as she returned to the task at hand. A sports bra molded itself over her chest and a tight pair of shorts manifested on her bottom. Her hair swayed and shifted until it draped over her head just enough to cover one eye, otherwise hanging down her back just above her buttocks.

A golden light had begun to shine from Cora’s eyes. The building finished reshaping, once again much larger, which also left the crook exposed in the middle of the hallway. Confusion flooded his mind as he tried to understand why he had thought standing in the middle of the enormous hallway was a good idea. The giantess approaching him dwarfed him by several feet; at full attention the top of his head was just barely level with the smooth curves at the top of her buttocks.

A foot half the size of the crook’s torso launched him through the air. Cora watched him crash into the concrete hard enough that she heard the telltale cracking of breaking bones. Without bothering to pay him any more mind she continued to walk through the bank’s back area. It had increased in size enough that a full staff and call center could fit within. She saw the very back of one of the assailants hurry into the empty call center.