"PEIN!"
That was the last name she remembered. One of the Atatsuki, attacking the village. Then she saw a friend, a close friend fighting him. Then she remembered nothing. Her memory might as well have had a sign going "SCENE MISSING". But how much time had passed?
Looking around her location, Hinata saw that she wasn't on the ground in the village. She wasn't in what she believed was her bed either. She was surrounded by a pane of glass as if she were in some sort of tube, the glass itself too thick and dirty to see what was present outside of it. How did she get here?
"Excuse me," Hinata began, only to be confused at the voice that came out. It was her voice, unmistakably, but it was significantly louder and deeper than she remembered as if her voice was being filtered through a megaphone. Despite that voice, no one came in response. She tried to raise her arms to hit the glass, only to see that she was bound to the glass by metal straps. However, the straps were not the most notable things she noticed.
"What happened to my arms?"
They were clearly her arms, with five fingers reacting to her movements, but the arms were significantly larger than she remembered, with what looked to be the result of exercise combined with jutsu for years. A quick twitch of them and the metal straps went flying into the glass, causing it to crack.
"What did they do to me?" she wondered aloud, still not used to the new sound of her voice. Realizing there was no other way out, she pushed against the glass, the broken material shattering as she stepped onto the ground. Even doing that was unusual, as her steps felt significantly...heavier than they did before.
"Hello? Is anyone here?"
Looking around at her surroundings, Hinata found that she was in what looked like a lab, but any of the occupants present were long gone. The problem was when she saw a nearby metal cart, covered in dust as she held it in her hands.
"Why is this so tiny?"
Wiping off the metal, she hoped to look at her face in a reflection. As she saw it, her face looked much the same as it did, with nary a single imperfection on her soft skin. The confusion, however, increased when she looked at the rest of her body. Simply put, Hinata was jacked. Massive muscles decorated every nook and cranny of her body, with her curves equally enhanced. Between legs that looked thicker than trees, arms that ripped apart steel binds rather effortlessly, and a chest that was even larger than before (which always made the shy kunoichi blush when bought up) she saw the body she was in as hers if someone had enhanced it to an absolutely incredible degree. Walking around and seeing that everything from desks to chairs looked positively minuscule, her mind made a clear connection.
"I'm huge."
It was a simple statement, but it was completely accurate. She was massive in every measurement from height to bulk. Judging by the carts and their normal scale compared to her, she had to be 20 feet tall, a musclebound giantess. But how? And why? Who decided to take a random chunin and turn her into this muscle beast?
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