Jake Carter stood in the center, his athletic frame tense with anticipation. He held a glass vial, peering at its swirling contents, a concoction of his own making.
"Just a little boost," he murmured to himself before downing the liquid.
Pain coursed through him as his muscles expanded and his skin stretched. He stumbled towards a mirror, gasping as he saw his reflection—an immense figure with bulging muscles and skin tinged with green. The transformation was complete.
"What have I done?" he whispered, horrified yet mesmerized by his new form.
Jake navigated the crowd with ease, his once average form now commanding attention. He caught sight of Emily, her laughter cutting through the noise like a melody.
"Jake, over here!" she called, waving him over.
"Hey, Em," Jake responded, trying to keep his transformation a secret.
Jake stood at the sidelines, wrestling with the beast within. Jake Hulk whispered temptations of power and dominance.
"Let me out," the voice urged.
"Not now," Jake muttered, clenching his fists to maintain control.
Jake stood at the center, his focus wavering as the pressure mounted. Jake Hulk's presence loomed, threatening to take over.
"Stay calm," he told himself, but as the ball was snapped, the transformation began, muscles flexing and eyes glowing green.
Jake's reflection in the mirror revealed the remnants of Jake Hulk's form, a reminder of the battle within.
"How do I control this?" he wondered aloud, knowing that the struggle was far from over and Emily's unsuspecting belief in his humanity hung in the balance.
