When they were in school together, Wendy didn't attract much attention. She was tall for her age, but clumsy and awkward. Braces, glasses, and having her hair always in a ponytail didn't help any. Dennis and her always got along but he always had a fantasy in the back of his mind. Her black hair and tall stature reminded him of one of his favorite heroines. And occasionally he would fantasize about her twirling, like Lynda Carter from the TV show, into Wonder Woman. She definitely had the beauty part. Now all she needed was the power.
And with that thought he snapped the picture.
Wendy started to feel dizzy.
"Oh, Dennis. I don't feel so well, could you walk me over to the restrooms?" she asked.
Dennis, now concerned, helped his friend out of her seat. As they made their way past the crowds, she doubled over in pain just outside the restroom doors.
Her breathing became more rapid and beads of sweat formed on her forehead. Her gray slacks began to get tighter as the muscles in her legs began to grow. The threads along the sides began to pop one by one as the power flowed through her. The black blouse tightened around her generous bosom and then, one by one, the buttons popped off as her powerful pectorals increased in size. Wendy's biceps bulged underneath the silk and then exploded through the material with a loud rip. Her instinctive flexing destroyed more her her sleeves and her wide, muscular back caused a long rip down the center.
As the growth stopped, Wendy stood erect, her tattered clothing covering bits of her new amazonian body. Her raven colored hair seemed more radiant and her azure eyes, more piercing.
"How, why, did this happen?"
"Uh, I'm not sure" Dennis replied.
Wendy examined herself and her ruined attire.
"Now what do I do? I can't very well walk around like this."
"Well, you look a lot like Wonder Woman...maybe you can get her costume by...um...twirling?"
Remembering the old TV show from reruns, Wendy decided that while the idea might be crazy, but it's not any crazier than being transformed into a six and a half foot tall powerhouse. So she gave it a whirl, literally, and the scraps of clothing flew off and a bright light enveloped her. A brief moment later, Wendy stood in all her glory. The red and white high-heeled boots accentuated her strong legs. The star spangled briefs looked painted on her shapely rear end. And the red and gold top looked like it could barely contain her large breasts while showing off her bronzed, muscular upper body. The silver bracelets, golden tiara, and famous Lasso of Truth, finished off her heroic ensemble. Wendy, or perhaps more appropriately Wonder Wendy, flexed her biceps, causing 15 inches of super-powered muscle to erupt from her arm. She then noticed Dennis smiling wide at the display.
"Dennis you seem rather calm about this whole situation, are you sure you don't know why this happened to me?" she asked sternly.
"Nope" he replied.
"Well..." Wendy said.
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