In the opulent mansion, I, Agatha, the quiet maid, endure the Rich Man’s leering taunts, my lacy black thong and tight maid outfit barely containing my curves. A mysterious vial spills in his study, its glowing fluid soaking my skin, igniting a feverish transformation. My body pulses, pussy dripping as my uniform tears at the seams, my huge ass and perky tits swelling. Slow-motion shots my growth—cracking wood floors, my pedicured feet bursting through heels, my thong snapping as I rise, a towering goddess. The mansion crumbles, my sweaty skin glowing under dim lights, heartbeat thumping with eerie sound effects. I stalk the fleeing Rich Man, my massive, glistening ass swaying, each step shaking the earth. From his POV, my giant foot hovers, my voice booming, “Look at me now.” I grind my sole near him, teasing, my pussy throbbing as I revel in my erotic power, leaving him cowering beneath my vengeful, colossal form.