Bruce rolled his eyes as she nipped at his finger, heading back to his room. Pushing the door shut behind him, he didn't bother to check when it rebounded a little, swinging open about an inch and a half.
His hands actually shook a little as he unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged out of it, he was so off balance and...and excited about this prospect. If there was a means to expel the Hulk, to be normal again...even if this didn't last, if it could be replicated...
Bruce's head spun as he tossed his shirt on the bed and headed to the closet to pick out a different one. After a few weeks of his new workout regiment, the clothes he wore which now fit properly, thanks to a greater confidence in his control, were no longer quite as well-fitting: the arms were tighter, they stretched just a little across the chest, and his pants were getting looser.
He was by no means cut, not yet...but standing in front of his closet, his previously bony chest boasted a flat swell of pectoral muscle, and his belly was no longer merely tighter, but finally starting to sport the definition of abs, which visibly tightened and bunched as he planted his hands on his hips, puffed out his cheeks, then lifted one hand to scratch his shaggy salt-and-pepper head.
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Date: 2014-06-04 06:30 pm (UTC)His hands actually shook a little as he unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged out of it, he was so off balance and...and excited about this prospect. If there was a means to expel the Hulk, to be normal again...even if this didn't last, if it could be replicated...
Bruce's head spun as he tossed his shirt on the bed and headed to the closet to pick out a different one. After a few weeks of his new workout regiment, the clothes he wore which now fit properly, thanks to a greater confidence in his control, were no longer quite as well-fitting: the arms were tighter, they stretched just a little across the chest, and his pants were getting looser.
He was by no means cut, not yet...but standing in front of his closet, his previously bony chest boasted a flat swell of pectoral muscle, and his belly was no longer merely tighter, but finally starting to sport the definition of abs, which visibly tightened and bunched as he planted his hands on his hips, puffed out his cheeks, then lifted one hand to scratch his shaggy salt-and-pepper head.