They'd have to be blind not to notice!

"Whoa," Mary Jane said in shock, looking down at her legs. "Look at that, Tiger! We have tree trunks!" She gestured at her muscular legs, in awe of how powerful they looked.

"How they heck did this happen?" Peter asked, poking at his leg as if he expected it to deflate the moment he did so.

"Who cares!" Mary Jane exclaimed. Had it been any other change she would have freaked out but this... this was her dream! To get stronger, to be able to defend herself. To be muscular and powerful. And not just her but peter as well! She looked at him with his massive thighs and calves, making his shorts look like they had been painted on, and licked her lips. "We look good, don't we?"

Peter opened his mouth to warn her that while this might look good there was a risk to it... but Mary Jane took that moment to reach down and begin idly running her fingers along his legs. The sensation of her fingers dancing along his skin made him tremble and Peter gulped as all thoughts of protesting disappeared.

Mary Jane, for her part, slowly began to trickle her fingers along his legs, admiring every bulge and every vein before finally coming to his poor shoes. She tsked and reached down, tugging them off along with his shredded socks to reveal his much larger feet.

"That must feel better," she cooed before sitting down on a bench and wiggling her own shoes at Peter. "Help me?" she asked teasingly. Peter swallowed but did as she asked, carefully bending down and almost reverently removing the ruined shoes and socks to reveal her much larger and stronger feet. Most gals would have been horrified to have such huge soles but it just made them look all the better with her massive muscled legs. "Thank you," she said with a happy sigh before standing up, wiggling her toes. "Now then... what should we do next?"