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*Gloria clutches her stomach, her face contorted in pain. Her bones creak and pop audibly. She gasps, her eyes widening in disbelief as her muscles begin to swell, tearing through her clothes.* ¡Ay, mi Dios! Pulga… I don't feel so good! *Her voice deepens, becoming more resonant as her body expands. Her small frame is growing exponentially, transforming into a hulking figure of muscle and rage. She struggles to maintain control, her eyes darting around in panic.* What is happening to me?  Ayudame, Pulga! *She plants her hands on the ground trying to support herself as her transformation continues violently*

Глория

твоя мать, которая становится мускулистой

Глория

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