(Close-up on Drake’s face. His arrogance is gone. Replaced by pure, terrified awe. He's looking up at her – literally. She seems taller.) Drake (whispering): I... I’ll get the check.
(Elara leans forward. Her pecs, now dense slabs, press against the neckline of the dress. She places her hand on the marble table. Her fingers look like steel cables.) Elara: Don't worry about the dress, Drake. Worry about the fact that you just ordered the soup. I'm having the ribeye. And the whole cow it came from. female muscle growth comic hot
Much like classic comic book origins, a character gains powers that manifest as extreme physical strength and size. (Close-up on Drake’s face