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  • in reply to: amazonlove.org gone? #139356
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    Pac says “things should be back to normal after the Memorial Day holiday”

    in reply to: This Woman Got A Cannon For An Arm!!! #135888
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    in reply to: Ghost in the Shell (Scarlett Johansson) #134562
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    Wait a second. THIS movie version actually had A muscle sequence?? Can we get some more info on this subject???

    Muscle sequence?? Oh, I think my imagination could fill in a lot if even they hinted at something like this with Scarlett Johansson. I very much enjoyed “Lucy”. I find this aspect of female power growth very intriguing also.

    in reply to: Superwomenmania.com #134083
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    Notes for existing and new users
    Hi all,

    Just to let you know that I have been tweaking the site to remove the memory allocation errors and I think I have them, if anyone sees one after the is message is posted then can they please IM me.

    If any user can not log in due to a missing password please email me at fatmanmedia@yahoo.co.uk with your user-name and I’ll get it sorted, I’ve had one user already sorted so it might affect others.

    I’ve not got the email server up and running so if you are expecting a email from the site then it will be delayed until I have it up and running.

    the menu still needs sorting so that will be my priority for the rest of today and tomorrow.

    Fats

    From Page:http://www.superwomenmania.com/index.php?option=com_kunena&view=topic&catid=39&id=29809&Itemid=195

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    Hi all,

    For those who can not log on to the site due to any reason please email me your username and problem to fatmanmedia@yahoo.co.uk

    Fats

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    Of you could try to create a new account.

    I hope this helps. If I can do anything else email me at cwmossxj@*hoo.com
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    in reply to: Is Brawna.org Okay? Paging Lingster #132767
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    Hope it comes back. I really would like t read Amazon Cruise again. 🙁

    http://amaz0ns.com/forum/Strength–Muscle-Stories/120251-brawna-stories-amazon-cruise#127727

    in reply to: Looking for all Steve the Z stories..! #131529
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    Fantastic story Steve. I’m glad you have found some place to post your stuff. Always a good day to find a new Steve the Z post.

    in reply to: Is Brawna.org Okay? Paging Lingster #131156
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    Any news on this? Seems to still be down.

    On a related note I have been looking to see if Sea Ravens mega girl stories are posted anywhere…i only remember them on brawna.

    Thank you

    MegaGerl

    in reply to: The Adventures of MegaGirl #131155
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    MegaGirl, Part 3

    by Searaven on September 2, 2010
    The Adventures of MegaGirl, Part 3: MegaGirl and Super-Sally, Best Friends Forever.

    In the highest reaches of the mesosphere, MegaGirl rocketed through the freezing, extra-thin air, her fist extended frontward as she surveyed the cloud-swirled, blue curvature of the Earth spread-out below her. The more time she spent at this beautiful and untamed planet, the more she felt herself growing sadder and sadder at the self-defeating behavior of the dominant species living upon it. In particularly, she was becoming appalled at the dismaying behavior of the dominant sex within that species.

    Time and time again, the humans’ reaction to her had not been what she’d hoped. By and large, it always seemed to be the males who caused the most trouble. This theme manifested over and over, whether it appeared in the patriachal sky-gods of their religions, the aggressive military prowess required of male leadership or the masculine imperative to “make a killing” in the corporate boardroom through legalized plunder. Why, even the manly passtimes of hunting and outdoor sports seemed like sublimations of some primitive urge to dominate and destroy. Human males seemed unnerved by peace, even bored by it. How could this planet be entrusted to them?

    Towards the beginning of her visit, there were often curious or cheering onlookers who greeted her. But now? People seemed to react with fear and umbrage. It may be natural for the humans to be frightened what was seemed strange or superior, she reasoned. But this morning, she had experienced an ugly disagreement in Russia which shocked and saddened her profoundly. Her mighty heart almost broke.

    “Things truly are different here from my home planet. Will I ever fit in?” She wondered forlornly. “I know!” she suddenly thought. “I should seek-out my best Earthling friend and protégé… the wonderful Super-Sally! Yes, she is my friend and she will give me the advice I need!”

    And with that, she dove down towards the Earth’s surface, fist-forward, the fire of re-entry shooting from the tips of her skin-tight costume, bathing her in her customary and comforting aura. Before long, she entered the much thicker air of the lower atmosphere and slowed down to cool-off and avoid starting fires when she landed. She found herself looking-down upon the grey suburban rooftops near the spot she’d last encountered Sally and her troublesome bully of a brother. Her super-vision scanned the comfortable-looking domiciles below.

    “Super-Sally must live nearby.” MegaGirl reasoned. She hovered high in the sky and peered-down at a large, kidney-shaped, in-ground swimming pool set in a backyard behind a contemporary ranch-style house. There, the super maiden saw none other than her muscle-engorged human friend standing by the pool. “Ah, that looks like the right place…”

    The 6-foot four-inch, bulging-muscled 16-year-old was decked-out in a metallic gold, one-piece slingshot V-kini which barely covered her nipples. She virtually towered over the bony, skinny, four-foot, de-muscled frame of her diminutive brother, Mark, who pathetically held-up a spoon in his shaking hand. The dog collar on his neck was locked to an extra-long leash tethered to a white plastic trolley containing a cluster of liquor bottles and glasses. Sally was glowering angrily down at Mark through her sinister, glinting, wraparound sunglasses. The super-strong teen was gripping a pineapple in her hand, shaking it furiously in the boy’s face. MegaGirl’s super-hearing picked-up the dialogue.

    “How am I supposed to enjoy my drink by the pool if you’re too weak even to hollow this out for me, huh!?” Sally exploded. She lifted the fruit above her head and slammed it forcefully into the ground. It thumped onto the cement and shattered into a thousand juicy, sticky yellow fragments which flew everywhere. Mark threw-up his pipe-cleaner arms to shield himself from flying pulp.

    “Yes, Miss Super-Sally. Y- you are always correct.” Mark stammered in impotent servility, being sure to shut his mouth quickly. He tugged at his leash absent-mindedly and looked-down at his feet sullenly and obediently. He’d already learned, the hard way, that it was far safer to let her say and do as she pleased until her anger blew-over.

    “That’s why I make you sleep in the doghouse, wimp!” Sally grabbed a white bottle of Kaluha and spiked it down at the messy cement with terrific force. Mark cringed in fear as it smashed into a hundred tiny fragments. “This is your fault, too!” she pointed at the mess. “Clean it up NOW, wimp! Every piece!” her sunglasses glinted, giving Sally an amazingly threatening look.

    “Y-yes Miss Super-Sally!” he shuddered and bent forward, carefully gathering-up the seemingly infinite bits of broken glass and smashed pineapple. “Ugh! So… wuh-weak…” he moaned and wheezed for air as he struggled to do Sally’s bidding.

    “Shaddup!” His muscle-bulging sister snapped as she casually poured herself a double shot of vodka at the drink trolley and threw it back in a single sloppy gulp. She clapped the shot-glass onto the cart, wiped her mouth on the back of her hand and went back to berating him, fists on hips. “It’s bad enough that there’s nothing on TV or the radio!” She hollered, gesturing towards the house with one hand. “All this shit about some ‘GLOBAL CRISIS’? Pfffft! Totally boring. And, as usual, you can barely do as I ask. Pathetic! You’re lucky I don’t crush you like a goddamned GRAPE!”

    Mark was about to open his mouth and apologize again, but was suddenly interrupted.

    “Well, well!” came a proud superheroine’s voice. Super-Sally whirled-around and her face lit-up in surprise. MegaGirl was hovering a few feet above the pool’s surface, smiling confidently with her cape flapping behind her.

    “Wow, hey, Megs!” Sally strode proudly towards the edge of the pool and waved at the enormous, muscle-packed superheroine in blue. “Long time no see!” Mark yelped with fear and used the opportunity to start frantically cleaning the ground.

    “I must say, Super-Sally, all of that power I pumped into your muscles looks great on you. You’ve certainly been putting it to good use, too! It’s heartening to see your brother treat you with such respect. It reminds me of life on She-topia. Is this how you treat him all the time?”

    “You bet!” With one hand, the teen grabbed her wrist, stepped one leg forward and performed a big side-chest pose, showing-off her burgeoning physique. Sally bared her teeth in an aggressive smile. “Yeah, I’ve totally been showing my bullying brother how to behave, and it’s all thanks to you, MegaGirl!”

    “Wonderful! I am very impressed.” The mighty caped Amazon floated to the concrete and stood on solid ground. “And every time I see you, you become more and more muscular!” she exclaimed proudly. “You’re the best-looking human female I’ve ever seen!”

    “Aww, thanks Meg! The weights in the basement are too light for me now…” Sally replied, putting a finger inside one of the elastic bands of her teeny gold swimsuit. She stretched it out and let it snap back. Her muscle-backed breasts knocked together audibly as if two rubber bowling balls under her skin thumped into each other. “Now I go to a professional gym, and I love showing those muscle-head jocks what a real woman can do!”

    “Glad to hear it! And as for your bullying brother Mark, do you think he has learned his lessons about respect yet?”

    “Mostly.” Sally pushed her sunglasses up onto her forehead, sighed annoyedly and gestured back towards her diminutive brother who was sweating heavily as he busily gathered-up the last few bits of broken glass and smashed fruit. “He still has a few things to learn about obeying me. I think his useless male bubble-brain can barely understand why. I guess he can’t accept that A GIRL is so much bigger and stronger than he is. Not to mention smarter and superior in every way.” She smirked and jerked his leash, causing him to yelp in surprise “Boys only understand POWER, MegaGirl. That’s why women need to have ALL the power in their relationships. It needs to be like this everywhere, everyplace. Women really ought to be in control. Keeping Mark puny and defenseless is the ONLY way he’ll listen to me.”

    “I like the way you think, Lil Sis! Is that what the leash is for?” MegaGirl inquired.

    “No, that’s punishment. Three days ago, I caught him trying to drink one of MY protein shakes!” she jerked the leash again causing him to yelp a second time “Isn’t that right, IDIOT? Did you think you could ever build-up your muscles to catch-up to ME?” She scowled, smacking her palm against her cobblestone abs. “You’re PATHETIC, Mark! You USELESS WORM!” she barked with a viciousness which echoed around the yard.

    “Y-yes Super-Sally!” Mark stammered. He shivered in fear and feverishly picked-up the pace of the cleaning. “I know I’m pathetic. Very pathetic! I could never hope to be as strong as you.”

    “Mark? Have you learned your lesson?” MegaGirl inquired, raising an eyebrow. “I’ve entrusted your good and gentle sister with the task of reforming you and your backwards male obstinacy. You don’t think Super-Sally been unfair in the least, do you? I’d hate to shrink you even further or alter your brain structure, but I certainly will if I need to.”

    “I, uh…” Mark gulped and struggled to dump the last of the garbage into a nearby trash bag just as his sister shot him an icy glance and bared her teeth, mouthing the words ‘I’m gonna kick your ass!’ Mark stammered and shook his head, not wanting to experience another thrashing “N-n-no, Miss MegaGirl! Not- not at all! Sally, uh, I mean, Miss SUPER-Sally is always correct!” he dropped to his knees and bowed his head. “She is wise and kind and only wants what’s best. Just like you.”

    “Well, that’s great news, Sally. Just great…” MegaGirl sighed loudly and seemed to slump in sadness. “I think you’re the only human who seems to appreciate me…”
    “Huh? What do you mean?” Sally asked, wide-eyed.

    MegaGirl sighed louder. Her boots thumped heavily, making new cracks in the cement underfoot as she slowly walked towards a wrought-iron chair on the deck behind the house. She sat down on it and hunched forward wearily as the chair groaned under her bulk.

    “I don’t think the people on your planet like me very much.” She replied in an oddly quiet voice.

    “Aww, Megs! Let me make you a drink.” She opened a can of Coke, emptied it into a glass over ice and a lime wedge, following it with several shots’ worth of rum.

    Sally walked to MegaGirl, who took the glass appreciatively. “I don’t need to drink but… well, thanks, Lil’ Sis.” She sipped it cautiously and smacked her lips a few times “Actually, that… that… IS good!”

    “Yeah, I know a lot more yummy drinks, too.” She turned back to her brother who was hiding under the table. “Wimp!” She hurled a lime wedge which struck him on the shoulder.

    “Ow!” he winced.

    “Take-off your collar and fetch the margarita pitcher in the kitchen! And you’d better not spill any, loser.” After his shaking hands unfastened the leash from the strap around his neck, Mark scurried-away fearfully; Sally turned back to her enormous friend. “So what’s wrong?”

    “Oh, Sally… it’s just that…” MegaGirl drained the rum and Coke in three quick gulps. The ice-cubes clinked audibly as she set the glass down on the nearby table. “…many centuries ago, I grew curious about the other stars beyond my home planet. I wanted to seek-out new life and bring greetings from my species. So I bid farewell to my friends to travel around this vast galaxy on my own. It’s been SO very long that I’ve had anyone to talk to. When I came across your planet, I so VERY badly wanted to be a force for good. Earth is a small and lonely world, floating in a hostile and dangerous universe. I tried to perform good deeds because I was hoping that, perhaps in time, you humans could come to accept me as your friendly planetary guardian.”

    “Awww, that’s so sad.” Sally sat-down and listened intently. “Being the new kid can be pretty tough.”

    “Yes, it can. And up until now, I’ve been dealing with one or two criminals at a time. But I soon realized that was a waste of my powers.” MegaGirl’s enormous and tense muscles seemed to relax as she spoke. “I’ve spent several months battling small numbers of thugs and low-lifes, but I soon realized that I was merely treating the symptoms of social ills and not their causes. No matter how many criminals I thwarted, more would appear to take their place. After making careful observations of your planet and its social structure, it occurred to me that a misdistribution of wealth is a major cause of crime and misery on Earth. So three days ago, I decided I would take my case directly to the very heart of the global financial system at the Federal Reserve Bank in Washington. There, I would try to rationally persuade its directors to reallocate the world’s capital to serve human needs rather than the accumulation of profits.”

    “Uh huh?” Sally wasn’t entirely certain what MegaGirl was talking about, but she nodded and pretended as if she did. “And so…?”

    “I made a spectacular through-the-wall entrance into their meeting room, as is the customary greeting on my world,” she recalled proudly “but they quickly summoned security and threatened me. So there was a slight… altercation.” MegaGirl began to look uncomfortable.

    At that moment, Sally looked-over and saw Mark struggling out the back door of the house lugging a green, frothy pitcher. He groaned with all of his tiny strength. Sally rolled her eyes and shot an irritated face at him. “You puny SHRIMP! You’ll spill it!” She stood-up, swiftly strode over, grabbed the pitcher away from him easily and effortlessly brushed him aside. She turned around after hearing him fall onto his ass, grinned, and walked back to pour MegaGirl a tall drink; MegaGirl gratefully accepted the glass and sipped.

    “Okay, so you flew through the wall to meet some nerdy male bankers in Coke-bottle glasses,” Sally asked “then what?”

    “Mm!” MegaGirl smacked her lips appreciatively to savor the drink and continued. “I wished to disarm the guards by using my Destruct-o-Vision to disintegrate the guns in their puny male hands. But I think I used too much Destruct-o-Vision,” she sighed and shrugged her wide shoulders “because I incinerated much of the building.” She paused “With most of the people inside.”

    “Oh my God…” Sally’s eyes grew wide and paused for three seconds “…that’s SO COOL!!” she gushed excitedly and slapped her hands against MegaGirl’s forearm. “That must’ve looked awesome!”

    “Indeed! There were orange explosions and a lot of fire! But it was all for naught.” The superheroine flicked a strand of blond hair out of her face dejectedly, frowned and continued drinking her margarita. “That kind of faux pas always seems to reinforce a certain level of, shall we say, apprehension against me on this world. But it also redoubled my conviction to put the world right!” she drained her glass, stood up and began to pace the veranda with sweeping gestures of her arms. “So the very next day I decided I should tackle humanity’s overproduction of carbon-dioxide and thus head-off catastrophic climate change. The logical place to go was the headquarters of OPEC in Vienna. I thought I could persuade them to stop producing so much petroleum and use their profits to clean-up the environment.”

    “Uh huh, and what happened?” Sally asked.

    “Again, I did an amazing through-the-wall entrance!” MegaGirl replied proudly. “I ran into some security, there was some shooting and… well…” she sighed “I didn’t wish to repeat the destruction of the Federal Reserve headquarters, so I left the building immediately.”

    “Oh.” Sally replied. “Well, that’s not so bad.”

    “And yet,” MegaGirl continued, gesticulating with her massive, muscle-covered arm as her glinting super-suit squeaked “I couldn’t allow their male stubbornness to block my mission. I took the initiative to head directly to the source. That’s why I had to rip-up the pipeline network in Saudi Arabia.” She stated matter-of-factly, sitting back down on the wrought-iron chair and pushing her empty glass towards Sally.

    “Sometimes you just gotta take matters into your own hands!” Sally nodded as she gave her friend a refill of her drink.

    “Indeed! But rather than applaud me for starting the hard work of weaning humanity from its dependence upon dangerous fossil fuels, most of your leaders ordered their militaries to mobilize against me!”

    “Don’t let that scare ya, Big Sis! You could totally kick their asses!”

    “Thanks, Lil’ Sis. Yes, you’re probably right.” MegaGirl smiled for a second, but then her face looked even sadder “But the worst thing of all happened only a few hours ago. This morning, I flew-in to a TV news studio and announced that I would do humanity a favor by ridding this planet of the scourge of nuclear weapons by collecting them all and hurling them into the fiery center of the sun.” she resolutely threw-back her shoulders and thrust-out her continental shelf of a chest “I explained that I would begin by taking-away the biggest warhead stockpiles in Russia. But instead of allowing me to peacefully enter their airspace, they fired nuclear warheads AT ME instead!” She paused and looked Sally right in the eye, her voice suddenly sounding angry and frustrated. Not to mention tipsy. “I mean, a 20-megaton fusion blast against ME? That’s just… just… INCONSIDERATE!” She opened her mouth, slurped the contents of the glass until it was empty and gestured for more.

    Sally poured out another icy green drink and stared. “That didn’t hurt you, did it, Meg?”

    “Hmm? Oh, goodness no. It felt like a warm breeze. But it did hurt me in here!” She loudly thumped her fist against her chest several times and tried to choke-back the tears welling-up in her eyes.

    “Aww, Meg,” Sally sounded unusually empathic for once “you know what the problem is?” Sally tenderly rubbed her palm up and down across the super-being’s outrageously over-muscled arm. “You use your powers to try to look-after everyone. But that’s a waste of time, because you keep expecting MEN to approve what you’re doing. You really ought to use your powers to look-after yourself and after your bestest girlfriend– ME!” She poured her large friend the last contents of the margarita pitcher. “After all, we girls instinctively know the right thing to do because we’re so much smarter. Men NEVER get it, so you don’t need to worry what they think. Just do what you want, babe!”

    “But what do you mean?” MegaGirl’s eyebrow ticked upwards as she took the glass in hand and gulped it. Her voice began to slur. “How can I make this, uh, planet a better… a better place if I don’t… if I don’t… try to… help people?”

    “See how I use my strength?” Sally replied, laughing “I make people do what I want them to do. If I want to do something? I do it. If I want to have something? I take it. If someone gets in my way? I smash their face in! And because I know I’m good– almost as good as you– then it’s automatically the right thing to do, even if other people don’t understand it. And that’s even more true for you! All those cool explosions and killings you did were right, because YOU are right. It’s the fault of the stupid men in power that they don’t understand. You need to have a little more confidence in yourself, right? Don’t wait for someone else’s approval. Just go-out do what you know is correct. That’s a lot easier than trying to run-around and please everyone else all of the time.” She laughed and snorted derisively “What, you think I give a damn about Mark’s approval? He’s so weak and stupid! Why should I care what he thinks?”

    MegaGirl laughed for a few seconds as she rapidly lost her built-up tension. “Sally, oh, Sally… you’ve been so good to me… and this is the first fun I’ve had in such a long time…” she ran her fingers through her silky blonde hair and giggled, feeling dizzy and happy.

    “Yeah? Well, Meg, I can show you how to have a really good time. Ever gone to a beach? Ever been shopping at the mall? Ever gone to a nightclub? It’s lots of fun!”

    “Fun? I seem to be doing everything wrong lately. I… I don’t know if I even know HOW to have fun on this planet…” MegaGirl sighed sadly.

    “Oh my GOD!” Sally exclaimed and jumped up and down excitedly “You are SO missing-out! If I was super-powered like you, we could do anything we wanted and no one could stop us. I could teach you SO MUCH about having fun! And because you and I are so good, whatever we did together would be TWICE as good!”

    MegaGirl’s eyes suddenly widened and her mouth dropped open. A smile spread across her face. “Oh! Oh, Sally! I just got the BEST idea!”

    “What?”

    “How would you…” the superheroine giggled and pointed “…how would YOU like to have She-topian powers like ME?” she jabbed her thumb at her chest.

    “Oh my God, are you kidding?” Sally gasped in excitement “Of course I would! Oh my God oh My God YES! Can you do that? Make me fly? Give me super-strength? Death-rays shooting-out of my eyes? EVERYTHING?”

    “Of course I can!” MegaGirl giggled again and managed to stand back on her feet, swaying a little uneasily. She reached-out to grip the back of the iron chair to steady herself, but it screamed as she absent-mindedly squished part of it in her fist like Play-doh “… I could make you… maybe… one or two percent as powerful as me? That would be enough, wouldn’t it? What do you think?”

    “One percent?” Sally asked, sounding a little disappointed. “But I’d fly so much slower! You’d have to wait for me to catch-up and you’d have to worry if I got hurt or something. How about ten percent? Or fifty percent? Oooh! Or even ninety-nine percent? Pleeeease, Megs? You’d still be stronger, but I’d really love to be really super-duper-EXTRA-powerful, just like you!” Sally pleaded and scrambled to her feet, jumping up and down excitedly. “The more power I could have, the more FUN we could have!”

    “Well…” MegaGirl released the mangled back of the iron chair and stroked her chin in thought, carefully considering the request. After a few seconds, she smiled and winked. “How can I say no to my Best Friend For Life? Ninety-nine percent it is! We’re going to have lots of fun together, Lil’ Sis. Brace yourself…”

    “Hold on, are you CRAZY?!” Mark suddenly ran-up to MegaGirl’s side and impotently pounded his fist against her colossal, invulnerable thigh. “She… she hasn’t even gotten-out of high school yet! And she’s one of the shallowest, most selfish bullies around. She abuses everybody, not just me, and she does it for her own amusement. You should be taking away her muscles! You should make her weaker, not stronger! She certainly doesn’t deserve super-powers! This is insane! Can’t you see that she’s manipulating you? That’s she’s taking advantage of your loneliness?”

    “Sally, this male is…” MegaGirl looked down at Mark and blinked in total confusion. “…scolding me?”

    “You see, Megs? SEE WHAT I MEAN?” Sally quickly interjected “He’s so terrified that women could run things better that he’s trying to tell YOU what’s right and stop you from doing what you want to do, just like all those other men! Isn’t it ridiculous, this weak, pathetic male having the nerve to boss YOU around? This is EXACTLY what I was talking about! It proves that I’m right!” She exclaimed illogically. She roughly grabbed Mark by his shirt with one hand, lifted the yelping shrimp off the ground and splashed him into the pool like a rag doll. Sally turned to look-up at her big friend and smiled, slapping her hands onto her hips. “Let’s do it now, before we have to listen to any more of his stupid talk! Let’s do it!”

    MegaGirl nodded, “You are right, Super-Sally. So very right! Let’s do it!” MegaGirl affirmed, repeating Sally’s words. Almost instantly, twin blue beams of radiation blasted-out of the super-being’s eyes, striking Sally in the chest. Sally threw her head back and screamed in joy. Mark bobbed to the surface of the pool, flailing his stick-thin arms helplessly, just in time to catch a glimpse of what was happening to his sister.

    Sally was bathed in a blaze of blinding azure light, levitating off the ground, arms and legs hanging down like a marionette without strings, and her eyes clenching shut. She wailed mindlessly skyward. Her body twitched and spasmed as a stream of pure energy billions of times more powerful than the radiation of a star flooded into her. Every cell in her body was being transformed as its capacities and resistance to harm were being multiplied exponentially, feeding her incredible growth in size and strength.

    “WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” she cried in ecstasy.

    Every speck of her was being transformed and supercharged. The fabric of the gold bikini dissolved off her now-naked body as her form was meticulously sculpted, plasticized and perfected on a sub-molecular level. Every muscle in her body expanded as if it was hooked-up to an air-compressor running at full blast.

    Her bodybuilder-like torso was transformed into an extreme mesomorphic V-shape while all of her limbs thickened as they became wrapped with steadily larger and larger ropes of super-dense muscle. Sally howled in pleasure as her strength grew by hundreds of millions of times per second.

    “You need your own invincible super-suit, too!” MegaGirl remarked as the transformation continued. “So that everyone who sees you will know that you’re Super-Sally…”

    A plum-colored sheathing materialized and spread across the young woman’s body like liquefied rubber, hugging every curve and ridge, forming a purple, stretchy cat-suit. Gold, sparkling letters screaming “SUPER SALLY” appeared across her bust; matching spike-heeled fetish boots forced her feet into extreme arches; a cape extended and fluttered behind her. All the while, her body kept growing in size and musculature.

    Within seconds, Super-Sally’s transformation into a hyper-muscled Amazon, second only to MegaGirl, was complete. She landed on the ground with a mighty thud, the concrete cracking beneath her wimp-crushing boots. Her eyes glowed and crackled with power as she blinked several times. She checked-out her new, ultra-enhanced arms in amazement, raised them above her head triumphantly and exclaimed “Yess! Ha HA! I’m the strongest girl in the world!” Super-Sally, clad in her squeaky new suit of purple and gold, elatedly ran her hands down over the curves and ridges of her hyper-powerful, muscle-engorged physique. She made two fists and tensed her biceps, which bulged-up as big as two loaves of bread piled atop each other. Her motorbike-helmet-sized breasts sat atop pectorals as thick as unabridged dictionaries. Her tree-trunk legs and applelike glutes bulged as she flexed them. “I! AM! SUPER-SALLY! RAWWWWRRR!” she howled and laughed. Every bulge and curve in her body glistened with energy.

    Lost in self-admiration, running her fingers down her billiard-ball abs, she felt a sudden urge to fly and instinctively floated away from the ground. “Shit, I can fly?!” She gasped, looking down at the back yard receding away from her. Laughing, she whimsically performed a back-flip in mid-air, spinning end over end several times. “Ha HA! YES! I can fly!” she squealed, rotating around like a gyroscope three times “Yes! AWESOME! TOTALLY AWESOME!” Her cape and brown hair billowed smartly behind her.

    MegaGirl laughed along with her, proud at her handiwork. “Learning to fly like a pro might take some practice, Lil’ Sis! I know you’re going to turn-in to quite the super-powered side-kick!”

    “You bet!” She agreed. Sally flew-over to the mangled wrought iron chair and landed beside it. Planting one stiletto-boot on the seat, she pressed down with her muscle-engorged thigh. The chair’s legs screamed as they buckled and collapsed like four sticks of taffy. She proudly posed holding one fist in the air and announced in a booming voice “We’re gonna be Goddesses!”

    “Yes, wise Super-Sally, you certainly have a point.” MegaGirl spoke-up. “ I think this planet can only be pacified by She-topian rule. It’s time for us to begin the enlightened suzerainty that this planet sorely needs.” She pursed her lips in thought. “So we’ll definitely need to materialize some invincible Mega-Palaces for us to live in. We could extract the raw materials from some of Earth’s cities if you don’t mind the huge and barren craters that the process will leave behind.”

    “Wow! Really? We could do that?” Super-Sally asked interestedly, floating several feet off the ground. “Oooh! And can my Mega-Palace be as big as… uh… a whole ocean liner?”

    “An ocean liner? That small?” MegaGirl looked surprised and laughed affectionately at Sally’s quaint but forgivable ignorance “Oh my, no, ha ha! Mega-Palaces are much bigger and more luxurious than any dwelling on Earth, Super-Sally. I shall help you to make one!” MegaGirl smiled “We’ll also need to use our Hypno-Powers to gather thousands upon thousands of Earthling slaves to obediently wait on us hand and foot. Within days, no humans shall dare to oppose us. Not only can you teach me how to have fun on this planet, but I shall show you how to enjoy life on my planet! There’s a lot-”

    “Help!” Mark blubbered. Too weak to support his scrawny frame, he was groping blindly for the side of the pool. Sally flew-down and used her super-breath to blow him to within reaching distance of the nearest aluminum ladder. WOOOSH! Spray kicked-up as if from a hurricane-force wind.

    “Hey, BIG brother!” Super-Sally flew-over and mocked him as he struggled to climb out of the roiling pool. “What do you think of me NOW?” She laughed, flexed-up her cartoonlishly overstuffed muscles and hovered before him as he weakly coughed-up water.

    “MegaGirl (COUGH!) is an IDIOT!” He spluttered as his weak hands groped at the white plastic steps of the pool ladder.

    “How DARE you insult her, weakling male!” Super-Sally scowled at him as he struggled to get out of the pool. Arcs of dangerous-looking purple lightning crackled and snapped menacingly around her fingertips as she opened and closed her fists. “Who cares what you think, INSECT?! I’m a goddess now! A GOD-DESS!” To punctuate the sentence, she squinted and shot an orange blast of Destruct-o-Vision from her eyes at the white plastic cart of drinks next to the pool. All of the bottles shattered, whatever flammable alcohol inside them flashed into flame. The glass and the cart all fused together into a brown, sizzling lump which oozed along the ground while its heat warped several nearby plastic chairs in the process. Eyes glowing, Super-Sally threw her head back and cackled like a banshee.

    “Jesus!” Mark instinctively shielded himself. “You’ll kill someone with that!”

    “And what if I do? Who’s gonna punish me? YOU? Hah!” With a single thought, Super-Sally levitated Mark out of the pool; water dribbled-off him as she suddenly dropped him alongside it.

    “Oof!” Mark struck the ground and lay in a puddle as he struggled to get to his feet.

    Super-Sally continued. “You see what I mean, Megs? These weak, pitiful MALES don’t stand a chance against us! He’s still trying to boss us around. This is why we should rule over them. What’s ‘Hypno-Power’ and how does it work?” She asked.

    “It’s very simple! You could use it on one person or on millions of them. Watch.” MegaGirl’s eyes emitted a pink beam of light at Mark. His eyes went wide, his mouth fell-open and he dropped to his knees.

    “I obey MegaGirl…” He intoned slowly and robotically. “I obey Super-Sally…”

    His hypermuscular sister clapped her hands in amazement. “Oh MY GOD! No one stands a chance against us! We can make everyone do anything we want!” The 8-foot super-girl giggled mischievously. “Okay, slave! Stick your fist in your mouth!”

    Mark unthinkingly clenched a fist, opened his mouth and vainly tried to shove it into his maw. Sally doubled-over, howling in amusement, as he repeatedly twisted his fist back and forth trying to cram it in. Just then, MegaGirl gave Mark a second dose of the beam; he blinked, shook his head confusedly, looked down at his saliva-covered hand and gingerly tested his aching jaw.

    “Ow! Wh- What the hell just happened?” He asked as his sister roared with laughter. He looked-up and spoke plaintively. “S-S-Sally you… you’ve… become a-a monster. Just p-please stop for a second and consider what you’re d-doing…”

    “OhmyGAWD! He’s still talking back?” His sister groaned in irritation. Super-Sally sneered, narrowed her eyes and an intense beam of blue light enveloped Mark. Immediately he began shrinking again.

    “No! No! Stop!” he begged. “I’m already so small!” he squeaked as he was reduced to a foot tall and his arms became even thinner. Super-Sally laughed again at his feeble protests.

    “Come along, Super-Sally. There’s plenty of time to learn your new powers later on. I think it’s time we started to have fun!” MegaGirl pointed her fist up and looked skyward. “Let’s go, Lil’ Sis!”

    “Let’s go, Big Sis!” Super-Sally agreed.

    A second later, the super-duo accelerated-upwards at thrice the speed of sound. The resulting change in air pressure blew-Mark over. It also shattered windows, rattled garage doors and set-off car alarms up and down the block. Mark struggled to his feet, speechless and stunned, his ears ringing.“W-what the hell?” He gasped and looked-up.

    High above, clouds began to gather and multicolored lightning flashed as the ground began to tremble. A dazzling orange Destruct-o-Beam thundered down from the heavens like a comet. Like a thunderbolt direct from Mount Olympus, it noisily obliterated Sally’s high school in a roiling, firey mushroom cloud.

    Then, a second later, a pink shockwave of light radiated-out in every direction from a point in the sky, reaching out for miles around. Everywhere it spread, thousands of people stopped in mid-motion, fell to their knees and repeated in unison, their voices sounding together as one:

    “I obey MegaGirl… I obey Super-Sally…”

    Mark kneeled, glassy-eyed, and unthinkingly repeated the words as a crystal collar materialized around his neck engraved with the words ‘PROPERTY OF SUPER-SALLY.’ He looked-up, dewey-eyed and eagerly awaited commands from the Beautiful Eternal Goddesses of New She-topia.

    A ray of bright red light illuminated the downtown section of the city. The ground shook anew as the beam began to dissolve the molecules of the clustered skyscrapers; the buildings seemed to crumble and evaporate as their atoms were extracted by the beam and reassembled high above. Mark heard the familiar sound of his sister’s elated laughter faintly echo across the land as giant, otherworldly lattices of delicate, translucent crystal shards began to grow and branch-out across the sky like frost growing across a cold window. Within seconds, the pair of Mega-Palaces began to blot-out the sun.

    THE END

    in reply to: The Adventures of MegaGirl #131154
    cwmoss
    Participant

    MegaGirl, Part 2

    by Searaven on August 19, 2010
    The Adventures of MegaGirl, Part 2: Not-So-Little Sally Needs Help Again

    Tearing through the upper atmosphere at Mach 5, MegaGirl, fearless muscle-packed babe in blue, scanned the curvature of Earth, always on the lookout for trouble. The miles-long contrail trailing her faded as she sharply reduced her altitude.

    A few months had passed since she’d arrived at this fascinating planet. Given her species’ ability to command matter and energy at will, how easy it would be for her to take this planet as her own and rule-over its inhabitants, she thought to herself. A world where the females were as weak or even weaker than the males? The concept was utterly nonsensical! It would be simple for her to use her vast strength and nearly omnipotent psychokinetic abilities to seize control of this planet, enslave its inhabitants and become the unquestioned ruler of a new She-topian vassal-world. But that would be so… rude. Far better, she reasoned, to become an intergalactic ambassador of goodwill by helping the humans. After demonstrating her benevolence and superiority, the humans would doubtlessly be persuaded to accept MegaGirl as their planetary guardian.

    On countless occasions, she’d busied herself by extending a helping hand.
    Some weeks earlier, when flying above a highway outside Seattle, she spotted a swerving black van being chased at high speed by five cars with red, flashing lights and screaming sirens. Quickly surmising that the chase vehicles intended to stop the van to steal its valuable contents, she landed on the highway and stood before them as an immobile barrier. The pursuit vehicles screeched and crashed against her impervious body, creating a conflagration of twisted metal which allowed the harried van to escape to safety.

    “Another job well done!” She shouted proudly as she put her fists on her hips, surveying the wreckage strewn across the road. Unexpectedly, more humans swiftly appeared on the scene and directed volleys of celebratory gunfire at her. “Shoot all you want, Earthlings!” MegaGirl reassured them as bullets came from all directions and ricochetted off her body “Your puny weapons can’t hurt me!” She flew-away waving but was left with the vague impression that they weren’t entirely satisfied with her good deed.

    Ever since then, she became more determined to find new wrongs to put right.

    “No major disasters are in progress now, it seems.” She remarked to herself as she swooped even lower. “No crimes, either. It’s pretty quiet down there today. A little TOO quiet…” Breaking through the lower cloud cover, she surveyed the green lawns and slate-grey roofs of a familiar portion of suburbia passing beneath her. Suddenly, her super-hearing picked-up the cries of a young man in distress…

    “Let me go! Ow! You’re hurting me!”

    “Looks like I spoke too soon! Someone seems to be in trouble. But with humans, things are never just as they seem. In any case, it sounds like a job for…” she paused dramatically “…MEGAGIRL!”

    Thrusting a single fist forward, she dove vertically, her super-vision caught sight of a familiar face.

    “Why if it isn’t my friend Sally!” she thought, smiling to herself. “I haven’t seen her in a while. I wonder how she’s been getting-along?”

    Sally was in the same alley behind the strip-mall where MegaGirl had last encountered her, dressed in sneakers and jean shorts. But this time she looked to all the world like a powerful and busty female bodybuilder. Her black t-shirt had ‘Bossy’ written in gold cursive across the front and her grapefruit-sized breasts stretched it out prodigiously. There was an 18-year-old young man in her grip; Sally had his left arm twisted painfully back and pinned behind him. She laughed haughtily as he squirmed and tried to get away. With her free hand, she cockily breathed on her nails and polished them on her shirt with a grin, to show-off how little effort she needed.

    “It’s not as much money as you gave me last week, Mark. You’re still $30 short! You owe me more.” She twisted his arm harder.

    “Ow! Ow! Stop it!” he grit his teeth and tears welled-up in his eyes as Sally laughed contemptuously. “I told the truth! The store was closed Saturday! I- I didn’t work on that day! OW!”

    “Yeah? Tough. I still want the $30, bub. Pay-up!” the knuckles on her free hand twisted back and forth atop his head in an extremely painful noogie. “I’m stronger than you now, Mark. Heh. Much stronger! Remember?”

    “OW! OW! Yes! Stop! It hurts! I gave you everything I’ve got! OW! Owowowowow! Stop! Stop!” he begged and stomped his feet.

    “Well, well!” Suddenly, the two of them froze as they heard a halting, authoritative voice. “What seems to be the problem, kids?” Sure enough, they looked-up to see MegaGirl hovering a few inches above the ground, bobbing a slight distance down the alley. She thrust out her chest proudly, the red and gold MEGAGIRL looking as “mega” as ever. The rubbery, skin-tight material creaked with every breath she took; the super-suit was so elastic and strong, it would instantly crush to pulp any human foolish enough to wear it.

    “Oh my God! You’re back!” Sally exclaimed.

    “Ow! Ow! Stop! Please!” Mark continued to struggle. “Help me! Please!”

    “And who’s this?” the blue-suited tower of power gestured with her hand towards the squirming young man in Sally’s grip.

    “Oh this?” she beamed proudly “This is my big bother Mark! Well, heh, he’s not my BIG brother anymore as you can see…” She twittered cutely and jerked his arm playfully. He yelped in pain.

    “OW! Dammit! Hellllp, MegaGirl!” he begged. “Make her stop!”

    “Ever since I got big and strong,” Sally grinned “I’ve been showing his scrawny ass the meaning of justice! HAH!”

    “Atta girl!” the blue-clad heroine shot a thumbs-up as she gave Sally’s physique a look-over. She had put-on some significant bulk since the last time. “And you certainly look like you’ve been drinking plenty of milk. I always encourage kids to do that.”

    “I sure have! Protein shakes, too! Plus, I’ve been using the gym in our basement. Any kind of exercise will pump-up these babies super-fast! See?” Sally proudly flexed her right bicep which swelled like a large mango; a small network of veins pushed-up against her skin.

    “Yes, as I said, my Muscle-Transfer Power enhanced your ability to build new muscle.” MegaGirl responded admiringly. “Why, you’re even starting to look a bit like the females of my species!”

    “Yeah!” Sally agreed “I must’ve put-on, like, 20 pounds over the past few months without barely trying! Plus, I just love kicking boy-butt!”

    “That’s great to hear, babe! That’s the way it is on my home-world, too. But, uh, tell me what’s happening with your brother here?” MegaGirl looked-on thoughtfully as her cape fluttered in the wind. She touched down onto the ground and confidently strode forward step by muscle-bulging step, her gleaming, skin-tight super-suit audibly squeaking as she moved.

    “Huh?” Sally asked as her brother continued moaning in pain.

    “Let him go, Sally.” MegaGirl gestured with her hand in a downward scraping motion. “I can see there’s some kind of disagreement here but I can’t find out what’s happening with all that groaning going on.”

    “Hmmph! Fine.” Sally wrinkled her nose petulantly, clearly none-too-pleased about being told what to do. Mark tenderly rubbed his shoulder and stumbled away, sucking air through his teeth.

    “Okay, Mark. Why don’t you tell me what’s going on?” the huge woman got down on one knee and looked him in the eye.

    Mark wheezed as he stood upright and stepped away from his beefy sister, gingerly approaching the 8-foot super-being with some hesitation. On CNN the week before, he remembered catching a glimpse of a news report about this unstoppable, super-powered alien who was seemingly causing random mischief around the world. The caption read ‘MegaGirl: Global threat?’

    “You can trust me, Mark.” The mighty goddess of strength encouraged him. “Tell me the truth. Has Sally been…” she tried hard not to snicker “…picking on you?”

    “It’s just,” he pointed his thumb back at his powerful sister “ever since Sally got big, she… she’s gone totally out of control! She’s gone nuts with power!” He started fuming in impotent, pent-up rage. “At school, she turned into a bully. She’s sent some kids to the hospital so they suspended her.”

    “Yeah, right!!” Sally rolled her eyes sarcastically and held-up her fist, examining her fingernails. “Like it’s MY fault their bones snap so easy. Pffft!”

    “And at home?” Mark continued. His voice cracked as he tried to choke-back the tears welling-up inside him. “She’s even started drinking and… pushes me around. A lot. Every day. She… she’s…” he desperately fought-back his tears.

    “Go on.” MegaGirl pressed him.

    He bit his lip and continued. “Sally… makes me give her all the money I earn from my part-time job. Every week. Or she beats me up. That’s what she was doing when you flew by. And my bedroom? She… she just comes-in and takes whatever stuff she wants. She smashed my Xbox when I wouldn’t give it to her. She’s started drinking, too. I- I can’t stand living this way!” He croaked and wiped his eyes with his hands as they started to tear-up. “I’m completely at her mercy! She’s not mature enough to handle so much power, for God’s sake!”

    “Myeh! Myeh! Myeh! I’m weaker than a girl! It’s not fair!” Sally mocked him in a whiny voice and snorted derisively.

    MegaGirl listened to Mark carefully, nodding slowly. “So it feels like you’re being bullied?”

    “Exactly! She doesn’t care about anyone but herself. She just takes what she wants and there’s nothing I can do about it. I’d move-out and live somewhere else, but I’m still in college and I can’t afford to. I can’t afford to be beaten up all the time, either!”

    “Well, that sounds like a very sad story,” MegaGirl responded and stood back up. “Of course, I don’t know all of the facts of the situation but what I DO know is that people in the same family should always respect each other.” MegaGirl clapped Mark on the shoulder none-too-carefully and he winced in pain.

    “Ow! It hurts!”

    “Does it? Hmmm. All right Sally,” The maiden of near-limitless power continued “now that Mark has spoken his side of the story, I must say that I am very, VERY disappointed.” The caped superheroine intoned disapprovingly. “Do you understand what’s wrong with this situation?”

    The muscled teen looked at the ground sheepishly, scraping her sneaker in the dirt forlornly, starting to feel some remorse for the first time in many weeks. Her left hand absent-mindedly ran up and down her right tricep nervously, her fingers tracing its ridges. “Yeah… I guess…”

    “I don’t like interfering in family affairs, but I really have no choice.” The caped Amazon sighed, looking sadly down towards Mark and back to Sally.

    The teenager nodded and made a sour face, sadly resigning herself to whatever punishment she’d get. “I guess… I’ve been really bad these last few months… I just liked the feeling of being strong, you know? I guess it all went to my head.”

    “Huh?” MegaGirl’s eyebrows went up. “No, Sally, that’s not it at all. The real problem here is that Mark doesn’t understand why he owes you the money you were collecting!” She grabbed him by the back of his collar and lifted him two feet off the ground.

    “Hey! Wha-What are you doing?” he protested in near panic as his feet kicked in the air. “No! Wait! Sally, don’t let her hurt me!” he pleaded.

    “Oh really, now?” MegaGirl groaned and rolled her eyes. “That pathetic, self-serving story about your sister picking on you? Hah! Do you think I don’t know a lot more than you’re telling me? Do you think I don’t know the whole story?” The gigantic muscle- woman let him dangle and squirm in impotent confusion for a few seconds.

    “The whole story?” Sally was briefly stunned at the unexpected turn of events. “Uh… yeah! The whole story!” She smiled slyly at the realization she wasn’t going to be punished. Sally put her fists on her hips in mock resentment and stamped her foot. “He DOESN’T get it, does he, MegaGirl? Boys and their empty bubble-brains? They NEVER get it!”

    “No, indeed they don’t. For years Mark has been lording it over you, using his size and his muscles to make YOU do what HE wanted, taking everything he could get, expecting you to clean up for him, cover for him when he misbehaved and so on. As a good sister, you heroically did everything you were supposed to but Mark,” she sneered “this so-called favorite son, got all the love and attention that YOU deserved. So now that the tables have turned, he owes you all of the things you’ve given to him over the years. Appropriating his wages is a good place to start.”

    “Huh?” said Mark. “But I –“

    “You STILL don’t get it, do you Mark?” Sally said, striding-up quickly and jabbing her finger painfully into Mark’s chest. “You owe me! BIG time!”

    “Ow!” he protested.

    “Exactly right,” MegaGirl agreed “giving Sally your money is only the beginning. On my planet, She-topia, males work for the benefit of females, not for themselves. This is because She-topian females shoulder the burden of providing enlightened and total control. That’s why you need to respect your sister more. She’s doing what’s NECESSARY to teach you how to behave!” MegaGirl wagged her finger at Mark’s face accusingly. “Sadly, it seems that despite Sally’s best efforts she has failed. This is why Earth needs MEGAGIRL!” She smiled proudly. “So now, you will see how MegaGirl dishes-out gender-justice…” Her eyes glowed cobalt blue as she activated her Muscle Transfer super-power.

    “Wha?” Mark gasped as he felt himself shiver involuntarily; it was as if he was slowly deflating as his strength and energy was being sucked-away somehow. “Jeez! What’s happ-ppenn-ing to me?” he shouted frantically. He looked down at his arms, which were by no means particularly athletic, and saw how they shrank in girth.

    Meanwhile, Sally gasped as she felt herself tremble with pleasure as new power was fortifying her already-strong body. “OH Yes! I’m getting even stronger!” she made a sinister grin “Hah! And my wimpy brother is getting even wimpier!”

    “N-no! Please” Mark begged has he continued to shrink, his voice shifting to a higher, frailer pitch. He looked down at his flat chest and started to see the outlines of several ribs. “I can’t go to school like this! I- I-” He was under five feet tall now, shriveling rapidly.

    “Sorry, Mark. This is for your own good.” MegaGirl’s eyes blazed brighter as she pumped more power into Sally. “All the abuse that Sally has suffered at your hands have harmed her. She needs to stand-up for herself. I think more strength will help her become more assertive!”

    “Yeah, give me more of his strength, MegaGirl! I need to totally over-power him!” Sally eagerly agreed as she ran her hands over her biceps and squeezed her thumbs into them, feeling them harden and expand another inch, smiling wider as they grew. She poked her finger into Mark as he hung helplessly from MegaGirl’s grip. “I want him REALLY small and weak, too MegaGirl! Even weaker than I used to be! Forever! That’ll really teach him a lesson.”

    “WHAT?!” screamed Mark.

    “Will do, girlfriend! And call me Meg.” MegaGirl nodded, smiling. She turned back to the still-withering boy hanging helplessly in her grip and her brow furrowed in anger. “It’s just not fair that men like you, Mark, have all the power in this sexist, patriarchal, male-dominated world. Grr… it makes me so MAD just thinking about it! GRRR!” MegaGirl’s eyes blazed fiercely as she clenched her teeth and intensified the power-transfer.

    “Guh! G-g-nuh!” Mark gasped and fought for air; it felt like his body was being vacuum-cleaned from the inside. He jerked and spasmed harder as every cell in his body was being drained of energy.

    “More, Meg! More!” Sally laughed and watched her brother shrink “Us girlfriends gotta stick togeth- WHOA!” She gasped and shuddered as a final, big surge of power was force-fed into her. Mark’s muscle-bound sister winced as her shorts suddenly got too tight. As she undid the front clasp on her shorts, her shirtsleeves went ‘RIIIIIP!’ around the edges as her arms thickened, her back widened and her pectoral-mounted breasts pushed-out further.

    Several seconds later, MegaGirl stopped the strength transfer and wiped her brow with the back of her hand. “Phew! I think that ought to do the trick.” She unceremoniously dropped the reed-thin, three-foot tall, skin-and-bones brother onto the ground at her feet. He gurgled for air and struggled to move his almost-useless limbs. “Is that better, Sally? Do you feel more empowered now?”

    “Oh, I’m much much better! I think I’ve got enough confidence to handle my brother now.” Sally exclaimed, balling her fists and bringing them together in a crab flex in front of her, shredding what was left of her sleeves and seriously taxing the front of her t-shirt. Sally smiled, elated as she looked-down at her veiny, extra-beefy arms, her tree-trunk legs and her extra-cut washboard stomach.

    “Maybe I should call you Super-Sally from now on?” MegaGirl winked.

    “Yeah, I like how that sounds. You rock, Meg! You’re like the Big Sis I’ve never had!”

    “I guess that makes you my Lil’ Sis, then! In She-topian culture, we always look-after our sisters.” MegaGirl held-out her palm for a high-five, which Sally slapped enthusiastically. The two BFFs looked down at Sally’s puny brother who had managed to shakily clamber to his feet and was now comically struggling to hold-up his oversized jeans around his waist.

    He whined and looked down at his celery-stalk arms, “Why did you do this? WHY? I wasn’t even that strong to begin with! Why?! Why did you do this to me?” he squeaked as he looked-up helplessly at his powerful 6-foot, four-inch sister. Every surface of her body seemed to be riddled with swelling, veiny, sinewy, twitching, pulsing, rippling muscle. She tensed her cantaloupe-sized breasts involuntarily and the gold cursive ‘Bossy’ across her shirt twitched menacingly for a split second.

    MegaGirl shook her head sadly down at Mark. “Tsk tsk tsk. What a tiresome spectacle. You still have a lot to learn, boy. In time, your good sister will make you learn. I’m sure of it.”

    “You thought I was bossy before? Heh!” Sally tapped the stencil on the front of her shirt and cracked her knuckles. “Just you wait!”

    MegaGirl put her fists on her hips and posed heroically before lifting-off the ground. “I think my job here is done. Remember, Super-Sally: don’t be afraid to show the boys who the weaker sex is!” She winked, thrust a fist skyward and accelerated straight-up.

    “Thanks a million Meg!” she waved good-bye as her super friend vanished into the clouds. Sally smirked mischievously as she picked her short, shriveled skin-and-bones brother off the ground and pinned him in a headlock; he gasped in pain and his weak arms struggled in vain to resist her powerfully muscled ones.

    “Please… don’t, ” her brother whispered weakly and pathetically. “I can’t… can’t… …Sally… ”

    “That’s SUPER-Sally from now on, stick-boy! Heh heh heh…”

    To be continued in Part 3…

    in reply to: Favorite Stories/Authors #130415
    cwmoss
    Participant

    It’s good to see that Steve is still around, I was afraid that he got sucked up in the vortex that took Brawna down. Hopefully we can recover his stories from there some day. 🙂

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