Dana stood alone in his room, the remnants of his birthday celebration scattered around him. He gazed into the mirror, scrutinizing his reflection. His tall, lanky frame seemed miles away from the muscular build he longed for. He sighed, running a hand through his hair, his mind filled with wishes of abs, muscles, and height.
As he changed clothes, something caught the corner of his eye. He turned back to the mirror, stunned to see a well-defined six-pack etched across his abdomen. His muscles seemed to ripple under his skin, a stark contrast to his usual appearance. "What is happening?" he murmured. In disbelief, he turned away, only for the muscles to vanish as if they were never there.
Emily arrived, her presence a welcome distraction. She brought a warmth that filled the room, her smile infectious. "Hey birthday boy," she greeted, wrapping him in a hug. Dana tried to focus on her, ignoring the strange events of earlier. Yet, a nagging curiosity lingered in his mind, tempting him to uncover the truth behind his fleeting transformation.
The peace was short-lived. A sudden rush of anger surged through Dana as he fumbled with a snack. His heart pounded, and a sense of power overwhelmed him. He excused himself hastily, retreating to the bathroom. There, the sight greeted him once more—his abs reappeared, more pronounced than before. This time, his eyes glowed an unsettling green.
Dana gasped as his body transformed painfully into a muscular, green-skinned version of himself. The figure in the mirror was no longer him but an alter ego he dubbed "Dana Hulk." "Finally, some real power," Dana Hulk sneered, his voice deep and resonant. The transformation left Dana unconscious, his mind submerged under the weight of this new persona.
Emily found Dana Hulk, her initial fear giving way to intrigue. She followed him, curious and apprehensive. In a dark room, Dana Hulk reached out, imbuing her with the same gamma radiation that changed him. Emily gasped as her skin turned green and muscles bulged, transforming her into a teenage She-Hulk. "I feel... powerful," she whispered, marveling at her new form.
Six months passed with Dana Hulk in control. Emily, sharing her body with She-Hulk, had grown accustomed to her dual existence. She negotiated with Dana Hulk, convincing him to allow Dana a brief return to consciousness. Reluctantly, Dana Hulk agreed, his eyes shifting from green to blue. Dana emerged, confused and disoriented. "What happened?" he asked. Emily explained the deal she struck with Dana Hulk: a muscular form for Dana in exchange for the ability to transform whenever angered.
Dana, frustrated by the lack of prior consultation, felt anger boiling within. The familiar transformation began, losing himself to Dana Hulk once more. Emily, too, embraced her She-Hulk form, reveling in the power. Together, they stood, a formidable pair, destined to live with their transformations, forever entwined in a dance of strength and fury as Dana couldn’t do anything as he was bound by the bond of his Hulk.
