Mikaylas emergence - Chapter 2

I hid the vial away in my desk drawer, ready to use it only when my physical therapy sessions weren't cutting it. One fateful night, in desperation after another grueling therapy session, I gave in and decided to experiment with the drug. I took more than the recommended dosage, eager for quicker results, anxious to get back out on that field.

The effects hit me almost instantly - I felt a surge of energy rip through me, fueling my muscles with an almost supernatural strength. I was reeling from the force of it all as I collapsed onto my bed, breathing heavily. I started feeling strange, experiencing symptoms I couldn't quite put my finger on. It was as if my body was transforming somehow, the sensations were intense and unfamiliar.

I quickly found myself standing in front of the mirror, staring at a reflection that bore little resemblance to the face that was once mine. As I took in my own transformed appearance, I could hardly believe the sight before me. My short brown hair was now long and flowing, a sandy blonde color cascading down my shoulders. My blue eyes had transformed into a vivid green, glowing with an otherworldly allure.

The muscular build I took such pride in had shifted, accentuating new curves in places I never had them before. I watched in awe as my waist cinched in, revealing plentiful hips and a generous, firm butt. I couldn't believe it; my chest was now adorned with massive, firm tits that were impossible to hide under the t-shirt I was wearing. The were easily bigger than the soccer balls that I played with on the field.