Bethany shook her head in disbelief- she hadn't been paying too much attention to her speed as she ran, she only sought to push herself. But it seemed she'd ran the majority of the hour at 15 MPH, which the treadmill capped out at. Even with a 25 degree incline, it'd felt effortless to the officer.
"There's no way..." Bethany whispered to herself, even chuckling a little, "Of course not, that's just ridiculous- the display must be busted..." She shuddered a little as she moved toward the locker room. Yeah, a broken display, she assured herself that was the only rational explanation.
A short walk later, and the noise of the gym floor grew quieter as she entered the locker room, eager to shower off after such a sweat. But as she started to walk past the sinks, she briefly caught sight of her reflection in the corner of her eye, prompting her to stop and stare in awe, a gasp of shock escaping her lips. Slowly, she drew closer, a surreal sensation taking her as she confirmed what seemed impossible: It was indeed her own reflection.
Her clothes barely fit, not because she'd put on weight- quite the opposite- but because she seemed to have grown in much more beneficial ways; the first thing she noticed was her hair. Being on the force, she was supposed to keep it short- and she did! She hadn't let it grow past her shoulders since high school. But suddenly those long raven-black locks danced all the way down to her elbows. She reached over to grab some of it, moving it in front of her shoulders so she could look at the hairs herself, and couldn't help but enjoy how luxuriously smooth each and ever strand now seemed to feel; whereas before she had seen her hair as plain, now she could easily pass as a shampoo model.
But her hair was far from the only change; as she looked downwards at her hair, more quickly became apparently; her clothes barely fit, getting them off without completely ruining them would be a difficult task at best, let alone getting back into them; her bosom had expanded a full two cup sizes, though the extra weight didn't seem noticeable in the slightest. She reached down to feel them beneath her clothes, and quickly bit her lip to stifle a moan; not only were they larger, they were also far more sensitive than before. But that still wasn't the final thing she noticed.
Now Bethany's midriff was exposed, her navel on display; she could only reason that she was taller, but that wasn't the end of it, her stomach had visibly toned abs. She'd always kept in shape; she was an officer, of course. But looking over her body, her entire form looked more powerful now, once slender limbs now subtly but visibly showing power- forget shampoo, she could easily pass for a fitness model!
A part of her was frightened. And yet as she rubbed her exposed belly, the officer also began to realize she was feeling excited as well. She'd never thought much about women before, but it was hard to deny that she was getting turned on by her own body- there was no one else in here, it wouldn't hurt to explore herself a little in the shower, would it? Bethany quickly removed her workout clothes, the sound of a rip confirming what she feared: Indeed, she would not be able to wear them again. But that didn't matter- her casual clothes were looser anyways, they should be fine, or at least get her to the store.
For now, her mind was less on the future and more on the present- once her clothes were removed, she quickly dove into the shower and turned on the water, again failing to notice as she consistently turned it hotter and hotter, even as the water surpassed scalding temperatures without so much as causing her discomfort. Trying her best to keep her moans quiet, Bethany's hands eagerly began to explore every inch of her flesh, not yet realizing that the childhood scar on her left arm had completely melted away into perfectly soft and smooth skin. She was so lost in her explorations that she didn't even notice what was beginning to happen next.
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