Wicked chance - Chapter 42

Her red hair turned a darker shade, a deep, fiery crimson that seemed to come alive with an energy of its own as it grew longer and fuller past her rear. Her breasts seemed to grow even fuller, the soft mounds firm and buoyant as they shook with the force of her shouts. Her stomach was taut and toned, leading down to her hips that flared out ever so slightly, accentuating the curves of her lower body.

The soft, skin of her thighs and calves rippled with power, the muscles tensing and releasing as she let out another primal roar as her skin became tougher, thicker and a crimson color that seemed unnatural and evil. The wings that had been hidden beneath her shoulder blades burst forth with a suddenness that left her breathless. They were massive, easily dwarfing her own body as they spread outwards with a span of at least ten feet in each direction.

Her arms had become stronger with defined muscles and her fingernails warped and extended as they transformed in thick black claws, capable of shredding even the hardiest of materials. She could see her previously petite body had become that of a dominating figure that commandeered attention. She towered above most people, her lithe and agile form moving with a grace and power that was undeniably alluring.