“Just a little more…”
 
She stood straight up and flexed both arms as hard as she could. Branch-like arms becoming tree trunks. Gabby watched as her biceps grew in size, bigger and bigger till the peak passed her head and pushed her forearms back. Veins pulsating visibly through her feathery coat. Even her triceps were growing, followed by her forearms swelling, not as big as her biceps or triceps but defiantly a good hefty size at which their volume would make it difficult to wear her bag as anything more than a handbag.
 
Gabby mused as she turned her arm to study the splendor of her muscles from every angle.
 
“Sweet! The potion must have let me keep all the work I did to myself!”