April carried Shawn all the way back to her house - somewhat enjoying the way guys in passing cars would slow down to stare at her body in her ultra-tight atletic clothing. She knew she had muscles near the size of a body builder, but they seemed to help accent her feminine curves rather than downplay them - and so she knew the guys passing were getting fuel for their fantasies rather than any feeling of disgust. After all, it wasn't often you saw a hottie like her walking down the street, effortlessly carrying a full sized man.

When she reached her house she had a new appreciation for her own strength and endurance - not even winded by the trip with a person over her shoulder. Neither of her parents were home - so her and Shawn would have complete, unquestioned freedom to play in the rec room in the basement - she'd get her dads wrestling mats out for Shawn's protection first of course.

Tossing Shawn onto the couch - and surprised when his impact with the couch's back caused it to tip over (drawing a giggle from her) - April retrieved the mats and spread them out on the floor, creating a decent sized wrestling mat.

"Alright Shawn, lets do this."

"April, please, something isn't right here - we've got to - to... well, we gotta stop."

"Shawn - what do you want to do? Go to the hospital? Sit there while the doctors tell us that they have NO idea what happened - and then want to subject us to tests? Maybe lock us up in a hospital for the rest of our lives? Or...", April pulled her tight shirt off over her head, unveiling her steel hard abs and firm breasts - only encased now in a sports bra, "would you rather wrestle?". She finished her sentence with her best suggestive look - and Shawn clearly caught the suggestion as he got a hard on. April smiled slyly - even if he were his normal self, that reaction to her would definitely give her an advantage in their little wrestling match.

Shawn decided to forget college style wrestling and just go full on WWE on April and came flying at her with a cross body tackle - which served him no better than it had during the football game - except that this time April caught him in air, flipped him and came down sitting on top of him - their crotches aligned, his hard on rubbing against her pussy through her very tight pants, getting a bit of a tingle out of her. "Mmmm... that feels nice - now I know why you like wrestling so much."

"How about a submission hold, stud?", she continued, pulling Shawn's face up into her bosom - and holding him there tightly enough to cut off airflow. Shawn's hands, when he realized his predicament, flew up to push off against her tits - but with his much lesser strength it fell more like a gentle massaging than a forceful push to April - who now realized her breasts were more sensitive than she remembered - in fact, as she started to respond and slide her body against his - getting more sensation from his hard on against her crotch - she was sure she'd be able to get herself off soon.

April's building orgasm felt very different to her than any she'd had before - it was paired with a sensation she'd felt at the football game that served to escalate it all the faster, unleashing more of that wonderful feeling of power through her - until it, and her orgasm, reached simultaneous crescendo and were released.

With a scream of pleasure, April grew to 6'4" of height, muscle exploding over her body as the increased pressure on Shawn's head caused him to lose consciousness and go limp. April's body hardened as it grew - superhuman muscle now covering her body with sexy, powerful female curves.