(Might change later idk anyway art is by Devil Daddy)

The battle with Conquest had cost Eve her life… or at least, it should have. At the last second, her suppressed powers surged to save her, reconstructing her body from the brink of destruction. But she had gone too far. Way too far.

Her idealized form was. Wide hips, thick thighs, a sculpted hourglass shape, and just a little extra fullness to her bust—not that it went unnoticed. Anyone with eyes could see the difference.

She hadn’t meant for it to happen like this. She thought she’d just heal, not reshape herself so drastically. And Mark... he noticed. He didn’t say much at first, but over time, the space between them grew Conversations became shorter. The way he looked at her changed. And eventually, without a single fight, they just… stopped talking.

She decided to fly around the city, hoping to find some crime to stop, but after the Viltrumite battle, things had quieted down. With the city focused on rebuilding, there wasn’t much for her to do. so she decided to stop at the park taking a seat on the swings letting the quiet morning wash over her.

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She gripped the chains, pushing herself just enough to sway gently.

Eve: sighs "What was I thinking?"