Jeff looked quizzically at the screen and clicked Immediate changes.
<THANK YOU. CHANGES WILL COMMENCE IN 3....2.....1....>
Suddenly the room started spinning and Jeff felt a powerful wave of dizziness come over him. When he regained his senses, he noticed that his body felt really heavy and his clothes were too tight. He got up slowly and looked in his dresser mirror. He gasped at what was staring back at him. The face was still his, albeit a bit more chiseled but from the neck down was bulging with an insane amount of muscle. Pecs the size of microwave ovens, biceps like footballs, 10 pack abs that looked like they could stop a bullet, huge, broad shoulders, a wide back, oak tree sized quads and huge calves. And one more added and by no means unpleasant surprise was the huge bulge straining the front of his shorts. He then looked around his room and saw that a high shelf ringed his room that was almost overladen with trophies and ribbons and medals that he had won from multiple bodybuilding, strongman and to his own surprise, football championships. (Apparently he had begun to follow in his father's footsteps.) There were a few framed newspaper articles and magazine covers proclaiming him as the next BIG thing in bodybuilding. Over in a corner was a bench-press bench with a bar that looked like it was hold somewhere in the neighborhood of 650 lbs. on it. He seemed to gravitate toward the bar, although to his recollection, he had never lifted weights before in his life. But another part of his brain was telling him that this was how he "woke his muscles up" every morning before school. He slid underneath the bar, lifted it off the rack and knocked out 30 reps like they were nothing. He absolutely loved the feeling of strength flowing through his body. He was about to put another 50 pounds on the bar when his door burst open and a little missile with hair bowled him over.
"Jeffy!! Jeffy!! Jeffy!!"
Jeff quickly looked down at his little sister's crooked smile and grinned.
"Katie!! Katie!! Katie!!"
"Jeffy!! Jeffy!! Jeffy!!"
"Katie!! Katie!! Katie!!"
Katie squeezed her brother's leg as hard as she could until even Jeff was shocked at how much it hurt. He then realized he wrote that she was as strong as a girl twice her age. She had the strength of a sixteen year old extremely athletic girl in the body of an eight year old bundle of dynamite.
"How are you Katie?"
"I am good. I just came home from kung-fu class. Let me show you what I can do!!"
"Ok. Show me."
Katie crouched into a fighting stance then fired a double punch and a spinning back fist into Jeff's stomach. It stung like hell. Jeff then doubled over and shrank back, throwing his hands up in surrender.
"Ok!! Geez, you win Katie!! I give!!"
Katie giggled.
"You're so goofy Jeffy!! I love you."
"Love you too, Peanut."
"Jeffy, let's go down to the gym. I want you to train me so I can have the biggest muscles in the school."
"Ok. But don't you have homework to finish first??"
"Um...yeah...."
"Well, um...shouldn't you do that first??"
"Um...yeah...."
"And I guess you want me to help you, right??"
Katie stared up at him with her sad look on her face.
"You really think you're smart, don't you??"
"I KNOW I'm smart!!! Because i have the biggest, strongest, smartest big brother in the whole wide world!!"
Jeff rolled his eyes, scooped her into his arms and threw her over his shoulder. As he stomped down the stairs, Katie was screeching in delight as he roared like a dinosaur. Their mother Emily walked through the front door dressed in her warm-up suit and threw her duffel bag on the counter.
"And where are you two T-Rexs off to??"
Jeff and Katie looked at each other and roared at her. Emily cracked a smiled and roared back twice as loud. The kids hid their faces.
"That's right!!! Don't forget who the big, bad mama Rex is in this house!!"
Emily grinned at her children.
"Once again. Where are you going?"
"Jeffy is taking me downstairs to the gym so we can train!!"
"Jeffy can't take you downstairs to train until you've done your homework."
"Relax mom. I've got it under control."
"Oh really, Mr. Under Control?? How so??"
"Because she has to study for her spelling test and I thought of the perfect way to do it."
"This I gotta see..."
Emily followed them downstairs to their state of the art gym. Jeff took Kate off his shoulder and handed her a pair of 10 ib dumbbells.
"Ok. Kate, I give you the word and you lift for each each letter ok? For example, fish. F-I-S-H, got it??"
Kate's eyes lit up.
"Yes!! Let's go!!"
"Really slick Jeff....great idea."
"Thanks mom."
"Have fun you two. And over train. I have to get dinner started before you father gets home."
Jeff ran through all 15 spelling words, while Kate did bicep curls, bench presses, military presses and squats. By the time they were done, Jeff could definitely see the little girl had a major pump going on.
"Have fun??"
"Yes Jeffy. Now I am the strongerest girl in the whole world!"
Jeff laughed as he listened to his sister deliberately mispronounce the word. The he watched her start walking over to one of the posing mirrors and reach for the hem of her t-shirt.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going to take off my shirt and flex my muscles."
"No you're not."
"Why not??"
"Because that's not for little girls to do. Only daddies and mommies."
"But YOU do it and you're not a daddy!"
"Yes. Because big boys and big girls are allowed to do it too."
"I AM a big girl!!"
"Yes. But I meant OLDER big girls like Sharon."
"Oh...so when can I do it??"
"I'm not really sure. But Sharon knows. When she comes over later, you can ask her. Okay??"
"Okay Jeffy!!"
Katie raced back upstairs, stopping in the kitchen to talk to their mother.
"Mommy look how big my muscles are!!!"
Kate then flexed her small but extremely hard bicep, which actually did pop one or two of the stitches on her shirt sleeve. Their mother put down the pot she was holding and clutched her chest in mock astonishment.
"Oh my gosh!! Where has my little Katie gone?? She went downstairs and Supergirl came back up!!!"
Kate smiled, put up her arms and whooshed out of the room. Jeff walked in shaking his head and laughing. Emily giggled as well.
"Jeffrey. Would you please tell the Girl of Steel that she has to take a shower and wash her hair before dinner??"
"Sure thing mom."
After making sure Kate was in the tub, Jeff sat down at his computer once again. He began thinking about who he should modify next? Maybe Buster, his lifelong friend and pet? Or even Sharon?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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