'First things first,' Sarah said advancing on Dennis, her thick quads pumping with each step, 'I think I'll test these new muscles out on you.'
Dennis's sense of awe was fading and being replaced by one of dread. The look in his sister's eyes was not good, and they were locked in on the camera in his right hand. Dennis took a few steps backward at which point Sarah realized just how scared her prey was. An evil grin spread across her face.
That was more than enough for Dennis. He turned and fled her room, pulling her door closed behind him. He hadn't gone more than two steps when the door exploded outward. Sarah could have just as easily opened it to continue her pursuit, but she was having far too much fun with her new power and strength and instead kicked it open causing it to splinter and break into a thousand pieces.
'Come here, little boy,' she called in a sing song tone.
Dennis's heart was pounding in his chest as he ran across the second story landing towards the stairs that led to the front door. He didn't make it halfway to the stairs, though, before a pair of small but incredibly strong hands gripped him under his armpits and lifted him off of the floor and into the air. He was staring at the ceiling as Sarah held him with her arms extended straight in the air. She then adjusted and placed one hand at the small of his back, gripping the waistline of his pants to keep him from falling, and removed the other.
'Jeez, Dennis. You're hardly giving me any kind of a workout at all.' Sarah said as she pumped his body up and down with her single arm. 'Now, why don't you do me a favor and hand over that camera and maybe I'll let you go.'
Dennis was terrified of what his sister would do to him if he didn't comply, but he was far more afraid of what she would do with the power of the camera at her disposal. A single muscle boost and she was tossing him around the house, there was no telling how far she would go given the chance. 'No way,' he shouted.
Sarah stopped pumping Dennis up and down. 'What?' she said speaking as if she'd just been slapped in the face.
'I said no.' Dennis closed his eyes and prepared himself to be flung to the ground.
Dennis heard Sarah growl then he was spinning. He could feel her steel vice grip switch to his left ankle, then he was hanging upside down. When he opened his eyes he found that she was holding him over the railing of the upstairs landing and his head was dangling in the air above the hardwood floor of their living room.
When she spoke she was clearly angry that he would dare defy her. 'You realize that I could just take the camera from you. I'm stronger than you by far.' To emphasize this point she squeezed his ankle and Dennis cried out at the mashing of the skin and bone together. 'Now hand it over or I drop you.'
'If you drop me the camera will break.' Dennis said.
'You think I care? If that camera breaks I will spend the rest of my life using this body to make your life a living hell. And I'll love every minute of it.'
Dennis knew he was beaten. His only goal now was to keep from being dropped on his head from a height of 15 feet. 'Ok,' he said, 'ok, ok, you win. Just put me down, first. Then I'll give you the camera.'
Sarah chuckled, then pulled Dennis back over the railing and flopped him on the floor was an ease that was scary. He set the camera on the floor and backed away toward the stairs.
'What a good little boy you are,' she said as she bent to pick the magical device up. She stood back up and glared at her brother while flexing her chest up to an intimidating size. 'Now, would you be so kind as to give me some privacy. Maybe you should just run off back to your big college and leave us tiny little high schoolers to our work.'
She turned and sauntered back down the hall to her room, avoiding the chunks of wood with her bare feet. Moments later Dennis could hear her on the phone talking to her friend Amber.
'Yeah, you should come over right now. I've got something amazing that will help us get back at those snotty cheerleaders who think they run things.' Sarah paused listening. 'No, it's nothing like that. Look, just get over here. And bring Christine with you. You guys wont believe how awesome this is.'
Sarah hung up and Dennis crept down the stairs to the living room. He knew he had to do something, but didn't know how he would ever stand a chance against his muscle bound sister.
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