Carly put herself in a position to look in through a window and was treated to a display that reinforced her plan in her mind. Debbie's husband was holding up a beer mug that apparently he felt was not clean enough. He was shouting some garbage about how she needed to learn to do her duties and that if his favorite mug was ever this dirty again she'd be in for the worst beating of her life. He had just shoved her against a wall and was taking a swing at her when Carly let fly the energy stored in the gun - all the height, muscle and strength of the Abomination pouring into her sister like an avalanche.

By the time that the swing aimed for her face connected it struck sharply against the side of a massive tit instead - and the hand, rather than the breast, suffered the worst of the impact. Debbie had burst out of her outfit at an amazing rate and as her husband withdrew his hand she continued to grow even larger - from her 5'2" original self she transformed into an 7'6" image of female power and sexuality. Carly noticed that her sister's breasts had grown larger than her own but that the other woman's muscles - while dwarfing her still raging husband - were not on par with what she had extracted from Bruce.

It was a testament to how drunk this bozo was that his rage did not subside to fear. He looked up into his wife's eyes without even making the connection that she had grown taller. The fact that his hand had struck something hard said to him that his wife must have used some sort of weapon against him - like a frying pan - to block his swing.

"You stupid cow, now you'll really pay."

The idiot pulled back and unleashed a powerful uppercut into her stomach - powerful by the definition of mere mortals, but plainly insignificant against the muscle bound juggernaut he now faced. As his fist struck abdomens that made armor plating seem fragile he could not hold back the scream of pain - but instead masked it with a scream of even greater rage.