SUPER TEEN STORY

By Charon MacDonald



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WRITTEN FOR SGI WORKSHOP 1.3
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This story was inspired by, and draws heavily from (cough cough copies directly cough cough) certain 
parts of “The Super Models”, written by Conceptfan, and available for reading at: 
http://www.conceptfan.com/tsm/index.html

If you enjoy this story, visit Conceptfan’s website http://www.conceptfan.com/ , and see the original ‘bad 
girls of the beach’, Kate, Caroline, and Kristy, as well as the many other sexy and dangerous women 
featured in his other stories...



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Prelude

Midnight in Hawaii
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Amber loved the sea air.  She was never able to visit the beach enough in her home town of Enfield.  And 
the beach there was, was cold and miserable.  This class trip to Hawaii had been a godsend.  She'd spent all 
evening on the beach during the luau and stayed on the shore long after the party had ended. After almost all 
the other juniors had left, she and her roommates had stayed, just listening to the waves and looking at the 
moonlight on the ocean.  Then the clouds had rolled in, huge masses of darkness blocking out the moon, as 
if summoned by some evil witch.

It was time to head back to the hotel.  Tomorrow, they were supposed to get up early and visit the nearby 
lava fields. Then in the afternoon, once they were all bored silly, the junior class was going to be treated to 
a photo shoot with supermodels.  She was actually looking forward to that.  Amber's mind was finally made 
up.  She wanted to be a model next year.  Everyone said she could easily be one, but she'd never had the 
courage to try. Amber's parents had divorced early on, and the trauma of being caught in the middle 
between two warring sides had hurt her confidence severely.  

She figured she could be a model, because she was fairly tall for a senior and felt she still had some growing 
left in her, standing 5'8" without heels, and always attracted attention in school or on the beach due to her 
long legs and stunning below-the-shoulder-length copper red hair.  When the sun shone on it, or even the 
moonlight, it almost seemed to be on fire. Given her incredible hair, it was all the more surprising that her 
eyes managed to shine in their own right. They were deep green, bright as emeralds and mysteriously 
penetrating.

These fabulous eyes sat above her nose, the understated centerpiece of her gorgeous face; small, smooth 
and straight apart from a tiny upturn at the tip. Below this, a neat round mouth, framed by two luscious red 
lips. The upper of these was a perfect bow shape, the lower slightly curved and generously protruding in an 
immaculate pout.  

She knew she was beautiful, she could see it in the mirror- when she posed 'for practice', she could always 
picture herself on a model shoot, gazing lovingly at the camera with her emerald eyes, her rich pouty lips, 
her luxurious shiny copper hair. She would pretend to thrust her fabulously rounded large chest towards the 
camera, and turn her body to show off her flawless flat stomach, her exquisitely smooth hips and her long, 
shapely legs to maximum effect.  When she sat at school, she would sometimes feel bold enough to 'pose' 
for the boys in class- leaning forward to study the blackboard, or arching her back to stretch in the hallway 
between classes, causing her immaculately curved and generously proportioned firm, ripe breasts to strain 
against the thin fabric of her white button-up blouse, revealing more and more inviting cleavage pressed 
against the uniform as her school jacket parted. 

She did like the reaction she caused in the boys. She secretly never grew tired of the way her beauty made 
them nervous, the way she could make them loose their cool, their dignity - even their control - just by using 
her body. It was as if she had some kind of power over them, and she loved it.

Many of the boys at school had said her legs were her best feature, slender, strong, and long enough to 
incite dreams and fantasies of those luscious legs being wrapped around an observing boy.  But she secretly 
thought her lips were better, sensual and plush, and when she blew a kiss or pursed her lips, many boys went 
weak at the knees and even the male teachers would lose their place during their lectures.

Right now, her long legs were more useful in stepping over underbrush and small logs, as she and the other 
two girls tried to find their way back to the hotel from the beach- they were all completely lost.

"Where are we going?"  Li asked.  She frowned angrily- this was not the way back to the hotel, she was sure 
of it.  "You're getting us all lost."  If they weren't already.  Li was having a rough time getting through the 
underbrush because she was several inches shorter than the trailblazing companion.  Li stood only 5'3", and 
her perfect oriental frame was toned from several years of martial arts.  Her legs, while shorter than 
Amber's, had an exceptional firmness and muscularity that drew boys from miles around.  Then they stayed 
once they saw her wonderful breasts, large on her otherwise petite body and perfectly placed above a flat 
stomach, resting as if unaffected by gravity, with all the natural firmness of an athletic teenage girl.

But her face was unbelievable, framed by short dark hair, which drew attention to the gentle planes of her 
cheekbones, her tiny nose, and her incredible almond-shaped dark eyes.  Boys stopped talking, or breathing, 
when she focused her gaze on them.  Her eyes drew them in and held them, and didn't let go until she was 
done with them.

However, unlike Amber, Li was no fan of the beach.  Whenever she appeared in less than the school dress 
uniform, she always found herself the target of what she called the "hungry dog" look in men. Although she 
was quite a few inches shorter than her redhead friend, she had no trouble catching male eyes.

And also unlike Amber, Li hated the way boys -and men- stared at her in awe. She felt as if their leers were 
a form of violation. She despised the way a man's eyes would scan up and down her body after her legs and 
eyes had caught his attention.  As if they were trying to drink in all of her beauty, and never saw the 
determined warrior underneath the sexy femme exterior.  She studied martial arts to be strong enough to 
challenge any man who thought he could make a move on the young schoolgirl.  And she was disgusted by 
most of the boys at school, and the older men who leered at her on the bus, flabby, weak, useless people.

She abhorred the desperate manner in which a man would drink in her exquisite legs, her slim, slightly 
muscular stomach and then, unsubtly, pause to rest his eyes on her proud, taut breasts. Of course, Li knew 
that on her frame, these two bits of her anatomy were particularly attractive. They were not as large as 
Amber's, and not as round, but they perfectly complimented her shorter, slimmer figure. They sat high on 
her chest, arrogantly proclaiming their youthful ripeness to all as their slight tear-drop shape meant that 
when she was standing straight, her perfect pink nipples pointed ever so slightly skyward under the thin 
white blouse of her school uniform. 

She knew that, to the outside world, they screamed "Sexuality!" And despite her disgust, the oriental girl 
used that fact to her advantage- mostly to captivate the boys at school and get them to buy her things she 
couldn't afford.  Her family were immigrants, and still paying off business loans and their house.  Li had 
little money, and longed for the day that she could be recognised and admired for her talent instead of her 
body.  For the day that she wouldn't have to let boys at school feel her breasts or thighs in exchange for 
money or jewelry.  She wanted to be loved, praised, even feared, but not leered at and pawed over. 

Li was convinced that the majority of America saw sexy oriental girls only as weak little dolls, and this 
feeling had made her bitter with the world. _One day, I'll show them_ was the phrase that went round and 
round in her mind like a mantra as she primped and strutted to get boys so worked up they’d do –or buy- 
anything she wanted, to get a quick feel.  _Someday, I won't need them.  I'll have it all myself._

Jessica, the third girl in this midnight foray, had been coaxed out of hiding by her two classmates.  She'd 
been assigned to stay with them randomly, and neither girl knew much about her except that she avoided 
talking to anyone unless she was called on in class- and was always the last to change for gym.  

Jessica was new to the school, a transfer student who had moved here only two days before the class trip, 
who had worn her straight blonde hair down, dangling around her shoulders, glasses which covered but 
could not conceal her crystal blue eyes, and her school jacket buttoned tightly across her chest.

Which did nothing to conceal the incredible curve of her massive breasts.  

Jessica's stupendous breasts always strained at the fabric of her clothes, even with a jacket and blouse one 
size larger than her skirt.  In the two short days that she had been at school, her breasts constantly drew 
gasps from the boys and angry glares from the girls.  No one could resist looking at her, until the teachers 
invariably put Jessica -and her incredible breasts- in the rear of the class.

It wasn't just that they were large and not just because they were stunningly round, they were also 
unbelievably firm for their size, almost astounding the other teens at school with the perfect width of 
cleavage between them.

When she revealed them in all their naked glory while changing for gym, the other girls had no choice but 
to notice her immaculate, discreet aereolas - so rare on breasts so large - and her flawless, big rosebud-pink 
nipples. 

When she was alone, she loved having such huge breasts- the two giant mounds that stood straight up from 
her body when she rested on her back.  Her twin pillows that mashed against her chest when she lay on the 
bed watching the tiny television on her dresser at night.  Two mounds that rose from the waters like islands 
capped with tall rose pink towers when she floated in her king-sized bath.

She hated to even attempt to conceal them, but she hated MORE that boys only loved her for her breasts, 
and wasn't thrilled that they hit on her several dozen times a day.  In her last school, Jessica had wanted 
them to see the rest of her instead of just staring at her breasts, and dressed appropriately to show off the 
rest of her body, which had not had the desired effect but instead had caused more fights and nasty breakups 
than anyone in the whole history of her school.  When her parents had moved, she was relieved and hid 
away her beauty as best she could.  This was particularly difficult, because besides having incredible 
breasts, she was a stunningly beautiful blond.

She stood a couple inches taller than Li, but a bit shorter than Amber. Her head was crowned with straight 
golden hair that cascaded down her shoulders and hung as low as her middle back. Her eyes were blue and 
wide -almost like twin oceans- while her nose was beautifully scaled to the rest of her face.  Her body was 
well-crafted, as if by a master who wanted Jessica to have as well as two unbelievably bountiful breasts, a 
wonderfully exquisite pair of legs, a set of washboard abs and a flawlessly curvaceous waistline and hips.

All of which she hid away, praying daily that she'd meet some boy who could see her for more than just her 
beauty.  It had taken several attempts from Amber and Li to drag her to the beach from the safety of her 
hotel room.  They had done so only because all three girls had been assigned to stay together by the teachers 
in charge of the trip.  But in the end, Jessica had enjoyed the solitude of the moonlit beach and had stayed 
long after the other groups of vacationing teens had returned to the hotel.

All except for the three teenaged schoolgirls who were pushing through the brush and stumbling over black 
volcanic rock, clad only in their swimsuits- without even a towel or jacket.  But none was needed, as the 
night was warm and humid.

"Amber, admit it, we're lost!"  Li said petulantly.  She was upset- it was far too late to be wandering around 
in the woods.  And this did not look like the way back to the hotel.  "Why did you get to lead, anyway?"

Amber ignored her and kept walking.  She didn't recognize this path, and knew that there had been none of 
these strange black rocks earlier, but this was an exciting adventure.  Maybe they'd find some cave or secret 
place, known only to the locals.  That drove her onward, the search for an exciting change from the boring 
life she led back home- and her cowardly retreat from a chance to become something special, someone 
known to the world and loved by all.

"Ow!"  Jessica complained, as she scraped her hand on an outcropping of rock.  

She was tired, and just wanted to go home and sleep.  She'd neglected her exercises today because of the 
long plane trip from the continent.  So her back was killing her from all the weight she was carrying around- 
and the bouncing of her large breasts as she stumbled and caught herself on those rough rocks.  

_Keep moving, babies_  She thought to herself, and massaged her chest- evoking a quick thrill as her hand 
brushed her large nipples.  _You'll get to be laid to rest soon enough..._

Li moved ahead and grabbed Amber's arm.  She had a surprising amount of force in her tiny body and 
Amber was dragged off her feet- windmilling her other arm to stay balanced.  "We're going THIS way!"  Li 
stated firmly, and pointed into the jungle- where the rock was more common, and there were less trees.  

"This almost looks like a path.  I don't know where you're going, but it's NOT back to the hotel."  Li 
squeezed Amber's arm, her sharp red-painted fingernails nearly drawing blood with the force of her grip.

Amber winced and nodded.  "Fine, fine.  You lead, Li.  Just let go."  She massaged the little white marks on 
her arm.  _Owww...  I hate her nails.  Why does she file them so fine?_

Li looked back at 'Miss Titty', who shrugged and which set her chest bouncing for a moment.  Li frowned- 
with Jessica around, none of the boys would even pay attention to her own perfect body.  She'd been 
planning on getting a lot of local souvenirs and jewelry from the boys, and she'd been forced to room with 
the two most beautiful girls in school.  She moved on with a purpose, now, hoping to get back to the hotel to 
get her beauty sleep.

As the three girls moved onward, they had to move slower to avoid scraping themselves on the outcroppings 
of rock or the low-hanging branches of the trees.  The trio was clambering over a small mound when the 
earth rumbled.

"Oh-oh," Jessica said quietly, "I think that was an earthquake."

"Only a small one," Li replied.  She wanted to keep moving.

"Careful, both of you.  This ground looks unstable.  Get down from there."  Amber swung her long legs 
over the side of the mound and dropped gracefully to the ground, her earlier years of gymnastics coming in 
handy.  She'd gotten too tall to really compete, but the training stuck with her.

She held her hands up to Jessica, who let herself be helped down.  "I smell something.  It's strange."

Amber sniffed the air with her pert, upturned, nose.  "I do too.  Li!"

Li pushed Amber's hands away.  "I can make it on my-"

The earth cracked and rumbled, a section of the rock collapsing and falling away into a large crevice that 
opened up almost under their feet.  An reddish gas spewed out, choking and blinding the three girls.  They 
all stumbled and fell.  Amber only went to her knees and grabbed onto a tree for support, while Li and 
Jessica lost their footing entirely and hit the ground (Jessica's fall mostly absorbed by her amazingly firm 
and huge breasts).  All three girls coughed at the volcanic gases that crept into their lungs- it burned their 
eyes, noses, and throats.  "Li... Jessica..."  Amber said weakly as she watched the two girls nearer the crack 
in the rock collapse.  They did not move again, and Li almost looked like she would fall into the crevice, 
she was so close to the escaping reddish vapor.  Amber tried moving closer to them, on hands and knees as 
her lungs burned.  Her head swam and she couldn't stop from trying to take a deep breath of the strange 
gases, her body crying out for air.

The last thing she saw before she passed out was Jessica's large chest rising and falling as the blonde girl lay 
on her back near the spewing reddish gas.

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Chapter 1

The Next Morning
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That night while the three girls lay on the rocky soil, overcome by the volcanic gases from deep within the 
earth, the teachers at the hotel were becoming worried.  Tomorrow they would have good reason to be 
worried, as the three girls would wake and discover the unearthly changes that had occurred within their 
young bodies.  But now their teachers were afraid for the girls and called the local police.  The police 
assured them that there was little, almost no, crime in Mahaui, even during tourist season.  They reassured 
the teachers that the girls most likely got drunk or decided to sleep on the beach- either way, they would be 
found tomorrow morning.  The weather was warm and mild, and there were no predators on the island to 
cause the girls any harm.

So everyone went to sleep.

The girls remained motionless except for gentle breathing all through the night- and were constantly 
exposed to the invasive vapors, the ancient mixture of evolutionary change which had raised man from the 
dark apes to modern day.

Their teenage bodies took in thousands of generations, millions of years, of evolution in one long night.  
When they rose the next day, they were something far, far, beyond human.  More powerful than any army or 
weapon created by man.  And while the other students, those who had left the beach early, left in the 
morning for the day's field trip to the black lava fields of Mount Mahaui they didn't know that their missing 
classmates were not far away.  Or of the vast physical difference that separated the normal teens from the 
three young girls who were now superhuman.

The sun rose over the island Mahaui, and the gases finally dispersed as the warmth of the sun penetrated the 
forest and changed the air pressure near the deep crevice that still spewed forth ancient and primeval 
elements.  As the reddish haze began to sink back into the ground, the bodies of the three girls became 
visible.  All three had been exposed to the gases for several hours, almost a third of a day.  And while the 
most startling changes were inside their bodies...  their bodies had been changed in slightly more visible 
ways as well.

The final changes were still taking place in the cells of their young bodies, as each girl finished absorbing 
the volcano's gift, the strange ancient power.

Jessica coughed and woke up.  She coughed again, bringing a sluggish arm to cover her full lips.  Her head 
was reeling, but she couldn't remember drinking anything last night at the party.  She wasn't in her hotel 
room, and she was lying on what had to have been very rocky soil.

_At least I'm not sore._  She felt better than she had for a long time, no pain or soreness in her muscles, or 
aches in her lower back.  But if only the dizziness would go away.

Li opened her eyes and stared up at the trees.  The wild greens and yellowed leaves shone in the treetops.  
And the sky was a vibrant blue, with white puffs of clouds so close she felt she could reach up and touch 
them.  She shaded her eyes with her hand, and sat up very slowly.  It felt strange to move, like she was 
buoyant, ready to rise up off the ground with each little movement.

She rolled over and got to her hands and knees.  This was all Amber's fault, taking them out in the middle of 
the woods at night, and if they couldn't find their way back to the beach immediately, she would get angry.

Amber's awakening was slower than the others.  When she finally did manage to rise, she felt ungainly, and 
her body refused to respond properly.  Her legs weren't working right, and she stumbled a couple steps.  _I 
need to lie down again.  But I can't.  I have to get them back to the hotel._

All three girls made an unspoken agreement, that until they felt better, until they were back at the hotel or 
somewhere they recognized that nobody was going to talk- or to cause any trouble.  All of them had 
forgotten about the strange crack in the earth and the red gases that had surrounded them before they lost 
consciousness.  They only knew that none of them felt the same as last night, and that a good long rest was 
in order for the day- not some stupid field trip.

They'd traveled enough.

Li led the way unhesitatingly through the woods, just as she'd started to do the night before, and was 
unknowingly smelling the beach and salt air- heading in exactly the right direction to get to the closest 
stretch of Mahaui sand and ocean.  She moved slowly, but with purpose, noting the glint of sunlight a long 
ways off which marked the edge of the treeline and hearing the distant surf behind the thick grove of palms.  

Jessica and Amber followed- Jessica coughing lightly into her closed hand as she walked and wondering 
why she could barely feel any weight of her large breasts- which seemed particularly rounded and full this 
morning.  Amber, instead, was constantly stumbling over the thick underbrush, and her head collided with 
seemingly every branch along the barely-visible trail.

If either had looked back, they would have seen that as Amber clumsily made her way through the brush, 
she left a trail of torn-up bushes and roots where she stumbled, thick plants dragged from the ground by 
only a slight brush from her ankles and feet.  And each branch that was pushed aside by her head snapped 
instantly off the tree and crashed to the ground from the mild impact.

At the end of the trail, Li finally reached the beach.  The hotel was nowhere in sight, but she recognized the 
dunes and curve of the shore where they had partied and stayed late in the moonlight the night before.  She 
gripped a large palm tree for support as she swayed on her feet- the sand was unstable, because she felt like 
she was sliding with each step.  Her fingernails dug into the thick bark for purchase, and her fingers closed 
on the thick trunk.  The wood must be rotten, she thought, because it gives so easily.

She tightened her grasp, and heard a creaking sound as the bark chipped and splintered under her grip.  Li 
dragged her fingernails along the tree trunk, shaking her head at the pathetic state of the local trees.  It was 
just like the school to take them to Hawaii and put them in a tiny hotel far off from the downtown where she 
would rather be... but now she had to put up with tree rot, too?  It was too much.

"The beach..."  Amber said, with relief in her voice.

"Yeah, no thanks to you."  Li replied, and the small oriental pushed on.  She dragged her fingernails all the 
way around the tree, the sharp nails stripping the weak tree of the outermost layer of bark, and coring the 
wood underneath.

Jessica was trying to hold in a cough.  There was a funny tickling in her lungs.  She didn't dare massage her 
chest, it might start a whole series of coughs and choking.  But her chest felt strange, and she wanted to get 
back to their hotel room so she could take off her suit and examine herself in the mirror.

_I can't let anything happen to these babies.  They're all I've got._  While it was true that she wanted to hide 
and conceal her huge breasts, they were a part of her, and not a part she could get rid of.  But men and boys 
alike saw only her massive chest, her perfectly shaped and incredibly firm breasts, and their looks turned to 
leers, and they only talked to her to hit on her.   Jessica swallowed another cough.  It wasn't fair that her 
biggest asset, the part of her body she loved the most, got her in so much trouble every day.

"Hey, I see a tent."  Amber said, peering down the beach.  "It's big- and there's clothes inside."  She 
desperately needed to change- with each stumble, her suit seemed to tear and rip a little more.  It had started 
off tight, but now she must have looked almost naked.  She'd been lucky not to get scratched by all the 
brush, but her suit had suffered through their return to the beach.

"You can see in the tent from here?"  Li asked.

"Um, yeah.  I guess so."  The flap must have been open, because she could see the outside of the tent- a pale 
green color, and inside, where all the different swimsuits were stored.

Jessica coughed, loudly.  Her hand was in front of her mouth, politely blocking the cough.  A small gust of 
wind raced through the clearing, shaking the trees and causing the leaves to flutter, and then it was gone.  
She stared down in anguish- that last spasm had caused her bikini top to snap.  The metal ring had just given 
way.  _I guess it had to happen sometime._  She sighed and looked down the beach toward the tent Amber 
had pointed out.  "Do you think they'd mind if we borrowed something to wear?"

Li grimaced.  _If I had her body, I could do anything I wanted to.  I wouldn't have to almost give myself to 
all the guys, I could just take what I wanted from them and they'd be helpless against me._  She didn't want 
to have to do ANY of what she’d done- but even though she deserved all the good things in life, wealth, 
fame, power... she had none of it, and was forced to work for what she wanted, using her body to please 
male lusts. Li glanced back at the blond transfer student.  _Miss Titty looks even bigger today.  She can't 
even cover ONE breast with both her hands.  She looks so stupid trying to hold that flimsy top against her 
chest.  It wouldn't do any good anyway._

Suddenly, her eyes went wide as her gaze shifted from Jessica to Amber.  The lovely darkness of her eyes 
stared at Amber, the violet-black gaze falling on the tall copper-haired girl.  "Oh my god, what happened to 
you?"

Amber looked down at the tiny oriental girl with a confused expression.  "What do you mean?"

"She's right!  You're a GIANT!"  Jessica managed to fight off a fit of coughing, though she really wanted to 
just let it out and get rid of this tickling in her chest.  But when she saw Amber, and the haze and dizziness 
went away, she couldn't help but wonder what on earth was going on.

Amber looked down at herself- she didn't understand.  But then she realized that compared to her, Jessica 
and Li were much shorter than they'd been even last night.  She gasped for breath, and stuck her arms out in 
front of her- pressing against a tree that seemed to almost give way as she leaned on it.
Amber dropped her head and stared down at her legs.

Her long legs.

Her long, long legs.

She'd always known she had more growing to do, but she'd shot up several inches overnight!  And almost 
all of it was leg, leaving her with perfectly tanned and sensuously shaped long pillars of teen flesh that any 
man would dream of having wrapped around his body.  No wonder her swimsuit was tight- if her growth 
hadn't been just in these incredible towering thighs and calves...  she must have grown half a foot or more.

Li estimated her height at over six foot two, and most of that growth in her legs.  Li hated Amber 
immediately, as the fiery copper-haired teen already towered over the diminutive asian girl.  Now Li's 
perfectly muscled athletic legs were nothing compared to the teen giant she stood next to.  Well, not 
nothing, as Li's own marvellous golden skin and sleek powerful thighs still would cause heartache and lust 
in any onlooker. But Li didn’t think that way.  _I hate her.  She's stealing my allure!_

"Let's go to the tent and get some clothes." She ordered, and struck off in that direction.  Li moved quickly, 
a fast walk that left the other two in her dust- as sand sprayed up behind her when she moved.  She didn't 
even notice, so intent on getting the two majestically beautiful girls out of the public eye.

Amber and Jessica followed slowly, trying to stay back from the shower of sand.  Li looked like she was 
running, her arms and legs pumping like pistons- but they would have sworn that she was just walking, if 
they didn't know better.  Jessica felt a cough welling up inside her- she didn't want to startle Amber, so she 
stepped away and felt an uneasy tightness in her chest.  She closed her eyes and coughed once, a mighty 
blast that drowned out the ocean's roar for just one split second, and a nearby dune was flattened by the 
typhoon of wind from the young blond's powerful lungs.

She never noticed, as she had already turned away by the time she opened her eyes.  As soon as the tickling 
went away, she raced forward to catch up with Amber, holding the remnants of her bikini top over her chest.

Li held the tent flap open and ushered the girls in jealously.  She looked up and down the beach- there were 
numerous twists and turns in the beach, outcroppings of rock, and jutting treeline, but she didn't see anyone 
nearby.  This had to have been the photo shoot, with the supermodels, that was supposed to be the highlight 
of their junior class trip.  But the models weren't nearby, at least as far as she could see.

She almost could make out something behind those rocks...

Amber and Jessica went into the tent gratefully.  Jessica headed immediately for a three-paneled full length 
mirror and had to duck to see the top of her startlingly vibrant hair.  "Oh god, I *AM* huge!  Look at these 
legs!"  She raised one foot up, and up, over her head- falling easily into the splits from all her years of 
gymnastics.

Which suddenly seemed to have failed her, as she lost her balance and tumbled to the tent floor.

Jessica laughed, her hands going to her face to cover her smile.  In the couple days she’d known her, Amber 
had never been clumsy, but now with those long legs and stretched body she'd lost all her coordination.  It 
was so funny, watching Amber try to get herself up off the ground, her new lean and slender thighs sticking 
out so far in front of her when her legs were bent under her.

She found herself watching Amber closely, and couldn't take her eyes off those long, tanned, luscious legs.  
_If I had legs like those, or Li's perfect tight thighs, I wouldn't feel so bad about having breasts like these._  
The golden-haired goddess hefted her own massive mammaries and stepped past Amber to look at herself in 
the mirror.  She could see a change of her own- her breasts were much bigger than she had ever seen before, 
as if they'd grown another cup size or maybe TWO overnight.  _I'll never find a top..._

She almost wished she didn't have to, that she could just go out without having to cover herself, conceal her 
majesty, and hide from the hungry world.

Li thrust clothes at both of her roomates, but noticed that her fingernails were ripping holes in the weak 
fabric.  What were these things made of these days?  They were only good for being seen in- if anyone tried 
to wear such flimsy bathing suits, they'd probably be torn off their bodies with the first wave.

"Here, put these on.  You look like you've never seen yourself before in... the... mirror..."  The suits dropped 
from her hands as she saw herself, finally, in the three-section mirror.  Li was paralyzed with awe at her own 
reflection.

Her whole body radiated an almost golden glow, her asian skin almost magically vibrant with health and 
youth.  Her strong thighs, powerful calves, and flat stomach stood out in sharp relief against the backdrop of 
the tent.  And her arms...  just under the skin, almost lurking, were smooth round curves of feminine power.  
She pictured them leaping up into firm balls of muscle, barely contained under her soft velvety skin.  Li 
raised her hand and made a fist- her arm turned into warm steel, as she caressed her defined bicep with the 
sharp fingernails and strong fingers of her other hand.

Her fingers could barely dent even the surface of her incredibly firm arm, as if her body were as solid as a 
rock when she flexed.  Her pert mouth began to turn into a feral smile, as she thought about what more 
strength, more power, might mean on the mats of the dojo she practiced at.  Against all the guys who 
thought because she was small, she was weak, and treated her so.  

_Wait until they see me now._  Li looked up at her face in the mirror and her thoughts fell silent.  Her wide 
eyes, her gently rounded face, the oriental beauty that had no Western equivalent had been increased a 
hundredfold.  And her eyes, those dark eyes, seemed to draw her in- she wanted nothing more than to keep 
staring at those eyes, to touch those lips, to caress...  _Those are my eyes..._  She realized.  _I am that girl._

She was no longer jealous of Amber and Jessica.

She had no reason to be.

Li had everything she'd ever wanted.

And more.


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Chapter Two

Discovering their new power
***********************

The girls had trouble with their suits at first, finding that even the slightest tug or stretch of the material 
ripped holes in the swimsuits or simply tore them apart.  Needless to say, they weren't very impressed by 
model's fashions these days.  Finally Amber managed to find a clinging one-piece silver swimsuit, which 
even fit her amazonian body, although each breath she took lifted and stretched the fabric to it's limits.  The 
metallic material fit every contour of her back and chest, the two glorious mounds of her chest forcing 
themselves nearly into the open.  It was cut high on the hip, darting down to a narrow strip of silver between 
her legs, and only a silver thong continued in the back.

She didn't know what had happened to her, but she loved it- and didn't want any unneccessary fabric 
bunching or clutching at her when she moved.  She was having enough trouble coordinating her new long 
legs.  But she'd have to pay the owner back- she didn't want to be accused of stealing.

Jessica, as always, had to wear a two piece bikini.  Or more appropriately, TWO bikinis, as any size that fit 
her waist and ass would never cover her prominent bosom.  And now she had to find a size even larger.  By 
some miracle, there was a small rack of bikini tops that could fit even her.  She didn't have much to choose 
from, which irritated her.  Why couldn't other people make clothes that would fit her?  Why did she always 
have to work to find something that could cover both her tight lower body and her pendulous breasts?  She 
ended up in a pink bikini, tied with loose strings around her hips and chest.  Jessica adjusted the fabric 
carefully- with so few clothes to choose from, she didn't want to tear another bikini to shreds.  It looked 
good on her, surely a lot better than it possibly could have on anyone else.  She deserved it- deserved to 
wear the small patches of pink that barely covered the fronts of her breasts and did nothing to conceal her 
hard nipples.  Though if she went on the beach dressed like this, she'd never have a moment to herself.   
Jessica sighed and reached for a towel.

Li didn't stop with just one suit, but pulled one after another off the racks- holding each carefully to her 
body.  Mmm, a yellow two piece with large cups and a tight bottom showed off her firm body perfectly.  
But this- a shaped black suit matched her lovely eyes and dark hair, calling attention to her golden skin.  Or 
maybe one in deep red.  She discarded a pink two piece, that would have looked wonderful on her, but was 
too close to what Jessica had chosen for herself.

She smiled wickedly and thought of her sharp nails.  One quick slash and her huge-bosomed roomate would 
be busting out of her bikini.  But no, that would just upset the blonde- and Li didn't want to hear about it for 
the rest of the trip.

All three girls were still changing into their borrowed swimwear, and completely focused on their new 
clothes, when three men and a woman walked into the tent.  All three of the girls were surprised, but each 
vaguely remembered hearing the newcomers approach- part of their mind had already known of the men 
and women before they entered the tent.  The men were surprised, however, but not more than the slender 
and well-proportioned woman.

As the men stood there in the entrance to the tent, the woman made a stifled shriek!  Each of the girls 
recognized her instantly, from the pictures that many of the boys at school had in their lockers.

Carol Summers, Miss California, was a very popular and well-known model.  She had come on this shoot 
solely for the money, but had almost backed down when she heard that she was going to have to put up with 
a school group on location for one of the afternoons.  She loved the attention and expected it as her due but 
the idea of sharing a beach with little nothing teen girls was distasteful to say the least.  Carol expected to be 
surrounded by other beautiful people or people with power who she could manipulate and use.  Anyone else 
was just a nobody, to fulfill her orders and wishes.

The sight of three teens in the private changing tent for the models at the shoot made her blood boil.  And it 
looked like at least two of them were in HER section of the tent going through her own wardrobe.  And the 
blond, faked of course, and her huge implants was toying with one of Carol's favorite recent gifts- a little 
shimmery number in iridescent green.  "Get her paws off that!"  Carol shouted, not deigning to address the 
thief directly.

The three men sprung into action, finally able to recover from the sight of the incredibly beautiful teenagers 
in the very clothes that had been on the bodies of supermodels the past few days.

Secretly, each thought these girls far surpassed any of the models on the shoot, and wanted the teens to be 
on the beach, in the thin fabrics, wetted by the surf and the spray.

Each man had an erection as they moved to intercept the girls.

The tallest of the three men, Barry "The Hammer", walked toward the tallest of the girls, a six-foot plus 
redhead with the most amazing waterfall of bright copper hair.  He caught a glimpse of the sun shining off 
the incredibly smooth locks, and his heart missed a beat.  He wished he could see all of her in the sun before 
he forced her to remove her stolen swimsuit.  

Her eyes were on level with his, as she gulped but held her ground against his slow and imposing advance.  
He met her eyes and stifled a gasp- her eyes were equally as vibrant as her hair, warm and sensual green 
jade.

Giorgio aimed himself at the blond in the towel, doing his mistress's bidding.  She would be most unpleased 
with him if he let her newest gift get harmed or even handled in any way.  But when the girl turned to look 
at him with sky-blue eyes, he stopped in his tracks.  With her movement, the towel had fallen away, 
revealing an amazing sight!  She had on one of the suits brought over accidentally for a different shoot, one 
for a former porn star with large implants.  None of the models here could even come close to filling the 
cups that this blond teen made seem small.  Her breasts were firm and high on her frame, not as large as 
he'd seen in magazines, but those women in no way could compare to the vision he saw before him.  Her 
whole body was fit and beautiful, her lips shaped into a surprised tiny O, and her blue eyes as deep and 
wide as the sea.  He longed to get his hands on her, and hoped his mistress wouldn't notice his painful 
erection tenting the front of his shorts.

The third man, a burly local with a barrel chest and thick meaty arms, named Kanakanui stood in front of Li 
and glared down at the tiny asian from behind his crossed slab-like forearms.

The hawaiian felt no fear confronting this tiny girl.  After all, had he not lived up to his name by 
bodybuilding for years and years?  His record spoke for itself and he had always strived to build his muscle 
and strength to proportions which would reflect his name, Kanakanui, which meant a man of great size and 
power.

He was very aptly named, but he didn't know that his massive bulk and strength meant nothing against the 
tiny superhuman that glared back up at him.

"These clothes don't belong to you," Kanakanui said in a deep voice, "and you aren't allowed in here."  He 
clenched one massive hand into a fist.  "Take them off so I can throw you out."

Li sneered.  He was big, but she was fast and agile.  She wasn't about to take off her clothes for him or any 
man.  And she had several other swimsuits she wasn't going to leave behind, either.

Blond-haired Barry smiled at the gorgeous, long-legged, redhead.  "You really shouldn't be here."  Secretly, 
the bodyguard thought she deserved to be here more than the actual models.  "I'm sure this is just a 
mistake."  

Amber smiled and nodded back, at least one of them was nice and sensible.  She treated him to a wide, 
welcoming smile, of perfect white teeth and naturally pouty lips.  "Hi, I'm Amber."

"Barry."  He replied, and shifted position a little to hide the growing bulge in his shorts.  He was almost 
ashamed of his attraction to the vibrant redhead, even though she was a big girl, the naturally cute features 
couldn't have belonged to someone over sixteen.  _Whew,_ he thought, _when she grows up she'll be an 
incredible woman._

He couldn't imagine her growing any more.

And he had no idea how incredible she already was.

Giorgio overcame his fascination by giving in to his lust.  His hands clenched, he wanted to tear those small  
curved strips of fabric from the blond teenager's large and perfectly rounded breasts.  The photographer had 
never been this impassioned about any of the thousands of women he'd seen in all states of dress and 
undress.  His mind was full of nothing else but revealing those luscious globes in all their glory.

"Get her!  Get her away from MY swimsuit!"  Shrieked Carol, all but forgotten in the door to the tent.  She 
hated the looks on the men's faces, the lustful gazes in their eyes.  She was the only one who deserved those 
looks, or perhaps the other models she had to share this layout with.

Jessica backed away from the shimmering green fabric, ducking to pick up the towel.  This quick movement 
on her part caused the objects of his gaze, her full rounded cleavage to be even more pronounced and 
visible.  The photographer nearly lost control because as she dipped, those breasts were threatening to fall 
out of an extremely tight pair of triangle cups, the pink fabric straining almost to tearing point over her big 
nipples. As she came up, clutching the towel, she drew in a nervous breath, making herself swell even more. 
Almost immediately, she detected a strangled gasp from the photographer.  She held the towel close to her 
chest, which forced the man to move next to her to see the full majesty of her breasts again.

He tugged the towel down, her arms opening in shock as the dark-haired man's thick hands ripped away her 
concealment.  Neither knew that if she had resisted instead, no force on earth could have budged her slender 
arms.  She gasped and stood still, shocked and outraged that this thug of a man would be so crude, so 
disgusting, as to try to strip her bountiful teen body bare.

The photographer reached out his hand and gripped the string stretched tight between the back of her neck 
and her full breasts.  His fingers dug deep into the upper swell of her vast cleavage, and he tightened his 
grasp on the small cord, intending to pull apart the simply-tied knot with one quick tug. The busty blonde 
girl raised her hand to cover his, her long, slender fingers reaching out towards his buried digits. He gripped 
the string, preparing to make a swift pull.  His eyes gazed downward at the impressive swell of her tanned 
giant tits, but before he could even flex his arm, Jessica closed her grip and he screamed. 

Jessica was just able to make out the sound of crunching bone amongst the yells of agony. He tried to pull 
his hand away from her, but it didn't move an inch. With tears in his eyes he spluttered through his pain "Let 
me go! Please let me go!"

She couldn't understand what was happening. She was confused. Surely, the photographer's big, thick hand 
was in no danger from her petite feminine grip. Surely he could remove himself from her grasp without 
having to ask her to release him. In a daze, she slowly opened her fingers, staring in disbelief at the 
mutilated, discolored mess that had been his hand. 

"Eeewww!" Jessica cried, brushing the gore off her incredible tits with the towel.  "You got me all gross!"

Giorgio looked down at his hand through tears of pain.  The fingers were crushed almost flat, bent at 
unnatural angles. A piece of shattered bone poked through his palm, blood flowing freely from the wound. 
His pink flesh was rapidly turning to black and he clutched his battered hand with his good one, moaning in 
his obvious distress, "My hand! My fucking hand! What have you done to me?"  He tried to back away 
from her, this huge-breasted blonde girl with a grip that could crush steel.

She looked down at the towel, caked in blood and thought about what had just happened.  It was 
impossible.  Her hand, her slender hand, had just crushed a man's fingers with only a light grip?  Jessica 
opened and closed her hand in awe.  Could she really be that strong?

"Eeew!"  She said again as she saw one of his fingers, his index finger with a small diamond ring, nestled in 
her cleavage.  She hadn't even noticed or felt the pressure, but his finger had been torn off and fallen 
between her majestic twin firm globes.  She plucked his loose finger out of her cleavage and felt the cooling 
flesh give way beneath even her lightest grasp.  And then the small muscles, as well as the bone.  A piece 
splintered up and jutted through the skin.

"Cool!"  Jessica cried, as his finger disintegrated in her grip.  She absent-mindedly brushed the towel along 
her cleavage again.

The other two men, and the model, stared in horror as Jessica's large hard nipples grew harder still and 
began to tent the already-stretched-to-the-max pink swimsuit.  She had just destroyed the hand of one of the 
shoot's photographers, torn off his finger, and crushed it with casual ease, and then become excited by the 
use of her inhuman power.

**************
Chapter 4

New Discoveries
**************

Amber watched Jessica try to cover herself and the man approach her.  She would have gone to help the 
new girl defend herself against the unwanted advances of the swarthy (and hairy) italian, but Barry stepped 
in her way.

"Please don't move, Amber.  This will be over soon."

She tried to see past him, but couldn't, he was tall enough to even block her vision- as did the racks of 
clothes between her and her shorter companions.  

Amber's eyes seemed to glow green, shining with an inner light as she strained to make out what was 
happening behind the racks of clothes.  Suddenly she could clearly see Jessica and the dark-haired man 
approaching her, Jessica backing away, and then trying to pry off the man's hand from ripping off the bikini 
top which was small on her but would have been far more than adequate on any other girl from school.

Amber gasped, and brought a hand to her mouth, as the man screamed in pain when the blond girl's hand 
closed around his own.  Barry turned away from those luminous eyes and saw Giorgio clutching a mangled 
mass that used to be his right hand.  "Holy shit!"  Barry yelled, not believing his eyes.  When the buxom 
teen held up a severed finger and crushed it with no effort, he added loudly "HELP!"

The tall redhead jerked her head left and right to see if anyone had heard Barry's yell for help.  She could 
see people far down the beach, standing around three models, ones she dimly recognized as cover girls for 
popular magazines and minor celebrities.  Suddenly she realized that she could see them as if she was 
standing right next to them, focusing on their faces as if they were in the tent with her.  But she couldn't see 
the tent- and it wasn't blocking her view.  Amber blinked and her sight returned to normal, the walls of the 
tent fading back into view, as well as her two schoolmates, and the four adults who were standing still in 
shock from the recent and impossible event.

Jessica's excitement turned to surprise as she heard an astonished outburst behind her. 

"- Oh my God!" Amber exclaimed. "I can see through the tent!  I can see through everything! I've got X-ray 
vision!!"

"Me too!" declared Li, "I can see through his clothes and even his body! This is incredible."  She looked up 
at the muscular Hawaiian with a wicked grin, and flexed her own dainty hand.  "Think I'm that strong, too?"

He gulped.

Jessica forgot about the injured photographer for a moment and squinted at the three-section mirror.  Her 
own reflection stared back at her, then the mirror seemed to dissolve and she found she was looking at a 
group of people and equipment near a large semi truck. "Yeah," she said, confused, as the clothes dissolved 
from the people she was looking at and then their flesh too disappeared, revealing a series of upright 
skeletons, and finally the walls of the metal truck became like glass and vanished all together. "I can do it 
too. What's happened to us?  Was it that gas?"

Li remembered the thick reddish vapor that had engulfed her after the brief but violent earthquake.  It had to 
be that gas that caused these changes.  Her small lips spread into a warm smile as she approached the stocky 
Hawaiian.  With a look of fear, he backed away, suddenly afraid of the tiny asian girl.

Li followed him slowly, matching his pace, allowing him to continue to retreat.  As they moved from the 
tent into the sun -past the stunned Carol- she couldn't believe how light she felt as she strode, her steps easy, 
her head wonderfully clear, her senses remarkably sharp. She found she could detect sounds of jetskis out 
on the water, and smells from the restaurant attached to the hotel a quarter of a mile inland, and spot a 
helicopter tour over a mile away, circling the active volcano on the island. Her ears picked up conversations 
down the beach at the photo shoot as well as at the semi truck far behind her as clearly as if the speakers 
were shouting next to her. She really did feel fantastic.

"Into the tent."  She ordered, suddenly confident in her own power.  Confident that she her strength had 
been heightened equally as much as the power of her senses.  "Into the tent, NOW."

The tall man continued to back away, putting his arms out in front of him defensively.  Kanakanui hoped 
this small oriental did not share the same inhuman strength of her blond friend, because the look in her eyes 
said that she would enjoy testing it.  On him.

She pointed toward the tent.  "I won't say it again."  Her gaze was angry, her face filled with a promise of 
retribution, her smile now faded as the large man refused her direct order.  The unimaginable power of her 
small frame seemed to fill the air as she moved her arm to point at the broad-bodied weightlifter.  "Or else 
you won't be going anywhere ever again."

Finally, he relented, silently dropping his arms and shuffling through the sand to return to the tent.  Li 
followed, a little angry that he hadn't tried to resist, and wanting to test her body, her power, on something 
she could never have destroyed before.

Inside the tent, Jessica's hand unconsciously massaged and stroked the canyon of her cleavage, her mind 
comparing the firmness of her own fingers to the feather-like brush of the man's finger that had been 
wedged between her massive mounds.  She felt how she could lift and separate her own breasts, although 
they felt even firmer than the night before.  The blond girl's nipples hardened still further as the fingers of 
her other hand crushed and splintered the fragile bone of the photographer's detached finger...  and her 
fingers, rolling the remains of his finger about on her palm, fell on the diamond ring he had once wore.

Amber stood still out of shock and horror.  She was afraid that they were going to be arrested for 
trespassing, theft, and now assault of a kind she could never have even imagined.  Also stunning her was 
how the timid and quiet Jessica wasn't even reacting to the fact that she'd just mangled the poor man's hand.  
Sure, he shouldn't have grabbed for her, tried to rip her tiny swimsuit off, but surely he didn't deserve this?  
She licked her luscious full lips nervously with a sinuous tongue and tried not to move.  Amber hoped that 
someone who knew what was going on would arrive and explain.  Or maybe they would wake up from their 
dream.

Barry raced to Giorgio's side.  He had never liked the lustful photographer, considered him a small-minded, 
sleazy, lecher.  But this had shocked him out of his distaste for the man, and awakened his usual sense of 
responsibility and duty.  He still thought that being surrounded by beautiful women all day wasn't enough 
for the italian, apparently, and now he had grabbed for the most incredibly stacked teenager any of them had 
ever seen.  But he'd paid for it with the loss of his hand.  The tall man grabbed a white scarf off the nearest 
rack and proceeded to bandage Giorgio's hand, tightly wrapping the white material around the mangled 
mess.

He didn't know where the short asian had gone, but was glad.  If she had strength like the blonde girl had 
shown, he was happy she'd chosen to leave. Even the buxom teenager was too dangerous, if the sudden 
crunch of bone and instant destruction of the photographer's hand hadn't been some sort of unrepeatable 
accident.  And there was the tall girl he'd faced off against, who was standing still back where he'd left her.

Amber watched, with the clothing racks faded from her view, as Barry tried to stop the bleeding and tend to 
the italian's shattered hand.  She felt as if she was floating again, dazed, by all the sudden changes to her 
body and the other two girls.  Suddenly half a foot taller, with yard-long-legs, and some sort of superhuman 
senses.  Able to see through flesh and bone, she could see that the photographer's hand was crushed beyond 
repair from just a moment's contact with Jessica's steely grip.  She rubbed her hands on her new firm and 
able thighs nervously.   A part of her mind noted that she felt hard muscle underneath her soft skin, muscle 
which her hands could barely make any impression in.  Her superhuman fingers pressed nervously into her 
firm thighs.

As the broad hawaiian entered the tent again, Jessica and Amber looked over to Li.  They both stared in 
disbelief at the man walking as if a convict on death row, headed toward the execution.  He seemed empty, 
as if already dead to the world, and only from the commanding voice of the small asian girl with the strong 
legs that carried her step by inescapable step closer to his normal human body.  Jessica, still lost in 
contemplation, asked "What's going on?  What happened to us?"

"The gas from the crack in the rock,"  Amber found her voice, "it must have done something to us.  
Changed us into something else... than human."

"Are we going to be alright?"  Jessica asked, her voice containing more than a trace of fear.

"Well, I feel great." said Li, walking towards the middle of the tent, muscles in her calves and thighs flexing 
as she took one small step after another.

"Me too." Amber admitted, as she turned to face her blonde companion. 

Jessica let go of the barely recognizable mangled remnants of Giorgio's finger, and rolled the ring lightly 
around in her palm.  Her face finally held traces of discomfort or fear.

"Yeah," she said. "I feel terrific, but I don't understand what's happened to us. I mean, what if this is bad-"

"This can't be bad!" interrupted Li. "How could something that makes us so powerful be bad?  We can do 
anything now!  Anything!  We're like Superman.  We're each a supergirl."

"...super..."  Jessica whispered, in a voice so quiet that only the other two could hear.

"Super." confirmed Amber.  She felt like her new body could take her anywhere she ever imagined, give her 
whatever future she could desire.

During the teens' discussion, the supermodel stood quiet and still.  She kept replaying the scene again and 
again in her mind, the way that the impossibly busty blonde had crushed the hand of the magazine's second 
best photographer, and ripped his finger off with nothing more than a gentle squeeze.  Her eyes drifted to 
the other teens, the amazonian redhead with inhumanly long, slender, legs, and the tiny oriental with the 
aura of barely-contained power.  Carol kept very quiet and still indeed, hoping to avoid being noticed, as a 
tiny mouse might around a large predator- which is what the girls, compared to normal humans, had 
become.

Super.  Beyond human.  Super-strong.  And probably equally tough and resistant to harm.  She knew there 
was a military base on the island, it was scheduled for one of their stops, for the models to drape themselves 
on large pieces of up-to-date hardware.  Mobile airships, and tanks, and gunboats.  And dozens of military 
men...  She hoped it would be enough.

Carol didn't dare speak out or move- her normal pushy attitude and belief in her own superiority had been 
shattered, and was about to be further broken by the girls innocent activities in discovering the capabilities 
of their new bodies.  As the teenage girls began to realize the full extent of their powers.

*********
Chapter 5

 Field Test
*********

None of the people at the shoot thought anything of Carol and her 'servants' taking a long time in the 
changing tent.  She often disappeared for long periods when the light wasn't advantageous, with up to three 
or four men to fawn over her and fulfill her 'requests' for anything that fit her fancy at the moment.  The 
photographers, lighting technicians, bodyguards, makeup artists, and minor executives stood around and 
watched the other models.  These gorgeous young ladies, playing in the surf and posing for the camera, 
captured their attention with their toned and bronzed bodies dripping from the cool seaspray...

In the changing tent, the three girls were starting to get very curious about their new powers.  All three had 
found their senses were unimaginably magnified, capable of feats of perception formerly impossible.  
Jessica's strength was incredible, shattering a man's hand into several barely-attached pieces, tearing flesh 
and muscle without any effort whatsoever!  

Li couldn't wait any longer- she wanted to test her own strength.  She was the martial artist, she'd never been 
able to build serious muscle, but surely her strength rivaled the blonde who never pushed herself in gym.  
As soon as she was back in the tent, she reached out for one of the metal clothing racks.  Her eyes fixed on 
her hand, her small fingers, and the steel tube they barely could encircle.  Thinking about Jessica's little 
accident, she tightened her fingers.  There was a squeal of stressed steel and then suddenly, the tube 
crumpled into a thin twist of metal.  "Fuck!"  She exclaimed.  She hadn't really put any effort into the 
squeeze, just a slow close of her fingers, and she had crushed a metal bar in her delicate palm.  Something 
amazing had happened to her.  Something incredible.

The same sense of wonder was overcoming Jessica.  She had watched in awe as Li had crushed a piece of 
the metal clothes rack.  With an intake of breath that strained the ability of her borrowed swimsuit to hold 
together, she squeezed the ring she held between her fingers.  The silvered steel crumpled easily, but the 
diamond proved to be harder.  The blond ground her teeth together and applied both hands to the task- 
transmitting twice the force of one of her mighty hands to destroying the strongest material man could offer.

It didn't resist for long.  The effort tired her, drawing upon her reserves of power, exhausting her unnatural 
strength with the level of exertion needed to compact the hardest crystalline structure on earth.  The 
diamond gave way to her inhuman might in under a minute, and Jessica took a deep breath at the end- 
feeling as if she'd just run a marathon.  At the end, was it getting easier?

Amber didn't wait to see the results of Jessica's experiments, or Li's continued mutilation of the metal bar -
her new toy keeping and holding the asian's attention as she twisted and crumpled the steel into new shapes 
with ease.  Instead, Amber's long legs had carried her to the spot where the photographer was receiving 
treatment. She bent low, reaching out for the charming bodyguard, offering both him and the wounded man 
a spectacular view of her stunning cleavage. She smiled and blushed as she found she could smell their 
arousal. 

Amber didn't know what had come over her, but she allowed herself a few brief seconds as she employed 
her newly-acquired X-ray vision to peel away layers of clothes and underwear in order to investigate the 
two men's growing erections. She was beginning to enjoy the idea of herself as a super-strong amazon with 
all her beauty carried over from what she was already considering her 'former life'. Slowly and carefully, she 
placed three slender fingers of one of her hands under the bodyguard's arm.

Remembering what Jessica had done to the photographer's hand and what she herself had seen Li do to solid 
steel, she was careful not to crush Barry's shoulder as she gripped it. Then she cautiously began to raise her 
hand, smoothly lifting the heavy man to his feet. A look of surprise and then shock came over his face as 
she continued to raise her hand, hoisting him first onto his toes and then completely off the ground 
altogether. To Amber's delight, he felt almost weightless as his big frame dangled from her delicate hand. 
She stretched her slender arm upwards as far as she could so that his feet were suspended a foot above the 
sand. Turning to Jessica she cried out in joy.

"We ARE super!  Look at how easy it is to lift this guy!  I can barely feel him at all- and I could... with just 
a squeeze..."  Amber stopped that train of thought right there- she was excited by her new power, but didn’t 
want to get too carried away, like Jessica had.

Barry was starting to get uncomfortable, and scared. "Put me down!" he instructed, his eyes betraying his 
fear.  This girl, the tall luscious redhead with her warm coppery hair had been nothing but kind to him.  But 
the ease in which she lifted him off his feet and held him, dangling, from only one hand made the strong 
bodyguard very nervous.  He was even scared of the wild-eyed look in her emerald eyes until he glanced 
downwards and caught an eyeful of Amber's chest, and the fear gave way to lust. Seeing that, Amber smiled 
and blushed once more, but made no effort to release him. She was marveling at the ease with which she 
was holding him aloft. 

The bodyguard brought both of his hands towards her arm, first trying to pull himself off her hand with no 
luck, and when she briefly tensed her grip, his shoulder began to complain. His second attempt was to prise 
open her fingers, both his large male hands clutching and gripping in an effort to budge even one long 
finger of the tall teenager. Despite putting all his effort into the task, using every ounce of strength he could 
muster, he could not free himself from her casual grip. He quickly became desperate and even more scared. 
"Amber, let me go!" he cried.

"He's on a first name basis with you?"  Li asked casually, twisting the metal poles of the clothes rack into an 
intricate braided bracelet.  

"Amber and Barry, sitting in a tree..."  Jessica added with a warm smile.  "I guess you have a new 
boyfriend."  She continued, letting the diamond dust trickle from her palm.  Already she could feel her 
strength returning from her exhaustion, and as the power flowed back throughout her body, and the thought 
of what she could do with her supremely powerful muscles, her nipples hardened with sexual excitement- 
first becoming rock-hard, then hard as steel, then hard as diamond or something stronger still and at their 
full length, simply tore straight through the pink top she wore as if it were nothing more than tissue paper, 
leaving two shot-glass sized nipples exposed to the air.  "Ooh!"  She squealed in pleasure.

Amber didn't even look at the large man as he struggled in her grasp, and had almost forgotten he was there 
at all, he was so light.  She held him negligently, without any effort- which was still enough to render him 
completely helpless and incapable of getting away.  Her attention was fixed on Jessica's predicament, 
astonished by the expansion of the busty blond's huge nipples.  Amber was almost embarrassed to watch, 
but Jessica of all people did not seem embarrassed in the slightest by the most feminine parts of her body 
tearing through her clothes.

When Barry realised that his plea was being completely ignored, he grew desperate and removed his right 
hand from the futile attempt to release her grip.  The strong blond man balled his hand into a fist and 
punched her with all his might in the centre of her smooth, flat belly, instantly yelling in agony as his 
knuckles cracked, a dark bruise immediately appearing on his hand. Amber looked curiously into his face, a 
light grin spreading her naturally pouty lips.  She dropped him, but out of panic he attacked again.  

He let his wounded hand fall to his side and lashed out in another full strength blow to her stomach, with 
another cry of pain as his knuckles met her relaxed belly, which still cracked the bones in his hand.  Amber's 
grin grew wider. To her, the blow had felt like a gentle caress. Clearly, to the bodyguard it had been more 
like punching a brick wall than a girl. His eyes were watering as he clutched his wounded hand to his 
stomach. In panic, he kicked out at her, his thick, heavy hiking boots crashing against her smooth knees and 
round thighs with absolutely no effect.

Only a short distance away, with the use of her X-ray eyes, Li watched in fascination.  She found herself 
getting increasingly excited by the sight of a well-muscled large man struggling in vain against a slim young 
girl. Never much to enjoy attempts of boys and men to show off their muscles, she was enjoying the scene 
enormously. Without consciously inviting it, she realised she was getting deeply turned on by Barry's 
predicament. The concept of a woman holding such power over a man thrilled her deeply and her dark eyes 
widened as her chest began to heave and her cheeks flushed with excitement.

All the while, the bodyguard was injuring himself on Amber's flawless youthful body. Having badly bruised 
his toes trying to kick her as well as severely damaging both hands on her beautiful belly, he decided to 
concentrate his efforts on a more sensitive part of her anatomy. So he made a fist of his stronger right hand 
and struck the side of her chest with as much force as he could gather, drawing back his arm to it's full 
extension and slamming his fist against her firm full breast. It proved slightly softer than her stomach. At 
first. For while the wonderfully warm flesh appeared to yield for a fraction of a second, his pleasure turned 
to pain as once again there was a steel-hard layer beneath that turned out to be just as harmful as her belly. 
This time Barry screamed. Once again a huge bruise spread quickly over his knuckles. Amber merely 
laughed happily at him.  "Barry, that feels so wonderful.  But you're only hurting yourself..."

Li's breathing was rapid and her sensuous tongue wetted even more sensuous lips.  Her obsidian-colored 
eyes were fixated on Amber's captive, and her fingers squished her carefully crafted steel bracelet into paste 
without her barest notice.  She was almost boiling inside now. The sheer idea of a man breaking his hard, 
masculine hand on a girl's softest, most feminine flesh went to the very core of her most secret fantasies of 
true power. She had to live the experience for herself. She strolled away from Amber and the bodyguard, 
towards the huge hawaiian she'd personally ordered back into the tent earlier. The wounded photographer 
stared open-mouthed as she approached Kanakanui, one of her hands rising to snap the strap of her pale 
yellow swimsuit. Her hand then dropped away, letting the top hang down, revealing the luscious breasts that 
seemed large for her tiny frame. She walked right up to the huge cargo handler, the large and muscular man 
in his late twenties. He'd spent the last few years bodybuilding and moving large crates and machinery at the 
Mahaui airport and docks, and it showed on his impressively muscled frame.

Standing barely over a foot away from him, Li smiled, placed her small hands on her slender hips and 
pushed out her impressively proportioned chest. Not one to waste words, she said simply, "Punch my tits".

Kana stared down to the tiny girl, well over a foot shorter than he, and began to cry.  He shook his head, 
crossing his arms with his hands stuffed into his armpits.  He didn't dare say a word to her.

"Come on, punch my tits." Li repeated, frowning.

"No, I c...can't..." replied the handler, backing away from her. This was not what Li wanted. She looked up 
and met his eyes- her own dark pupils seeming to grow in depths of darkness, becoming pools of liquid 
shadow, and he slowed first then stood still.

Li didn't question this behavior, but stated "give me your hands."

Kana unfolded his arms silently, and in a daze while looking down at her upturned stare, held out his strong 
hands as if for inspection.

The tiny asian reached forward, encircling only a small part of each of the large man's wrists with a thumb 
and forefinger. He instinctively tried to shake his arms free and found that he couldn't.  As her attention 
dropped to her own small hands and the very gentle tugs she had barely felt, she saw that her little fingers 
were not even wrapped halfway around the huge man's thick wrists.  But as her eyes dropped, the spell of 
her mesmeric powers was broken.  Suddenly realizing the danger he was in from the commanding young Li, 
Kana tugged again with all his might. "Let go of me!" he bellowed. 

She paid him no attention as she lifted both his hands up and away from his body, pulling his arms slowly 
and inexorably to extension. He tried to resist her, using all his considerable strength to keep his hands by 
his waist, his formidable muscles bulging. She stepped backwards slowly, still moving his arms with only 
her thumb and forefinger.  

Li was amazed how easily she overpowered him despite his exertions, raising his hands effortlessly until 
they were level with her chest.  "Make your hands into fists." She instructed, becoming ever more aroused- 
the small hard tips of her firm golden breasts rising higher into the air with each anxious breath. When he 
failed to obey her, she tightened her grip slightly until his wide-mouthed face contorted with pain. "Make 
fists or I'll crush your wrists to powder." She snarled, her lovely face becoming cruel.

Clearly fearful of the petite oriental, the giant hawaiian curled his fingers into his palms, tears once again 
seeping from his eyes. Li relaxed her twin hold slightly whilst smiling sweetly up at the big man. "That's a 
good little boy." she said. "Now, are you gonna punch my tits or am I going to have to punish you?" As she 
finished, she squeezed his wrists briefly once more, making him cry out in agony.

"Alright, alright!" he gasped, "Mother of God, protect me..." Li released him and stood straight, watching 
his fists expectantly, her tongue licking the fullness of her lips. He immediately carried out her wish. With 
his blood filled with adrenaline generated by fear, pain and anger caused by his well-honed strength 
overcome by a wisp of a girl, the big man put enough into his right jab to floor a lightweight boxer. That 
translated to sufficient force to put a very temporary dent in the dark-haired asian's naked breast. Both she 
and her unwilling assailant heard the increasingly familiar sound of crunching bone instants before Kana 
yelled out in agony. Her supremely erotic flesh had momentarily yielded only to prove vastly harder than a 
strong man's knuckles.

Watching him whimpering in severe anguish, Li felt her arousal reaching new heights. The punch had 
seemed to her no more than a deliciously light, teasing touch from one of her many school would-be-lovers. 
Unlike all the other times she had let someone touch her, she wanted more. "Now the other one.  And 
harder.  Or I'll hit you." She instructed, with deadly intent. The big man looked at her through tear-filled 
eyes.  "No!" he said, "Please, no!" 

Li had never experienced a man begging her for mercy before. For reasons she didn't fully understand, she 
found the whole idea impossibly erotic. Her exposed nipples swelled as she began to loose control of her 
libido. She'd never been so sexually excited in her short life. Seeing the newly intense look in her eyes, the 
handler began to back away from her, fearful of what she might do next- if she chose to harm him, or lost 
control. Jessica's eyes darted from Barry, still held motionless in the air, to Kana threading his way between 
the hanging sets of clothing. She rubbed one hand across her twin globes of flesh, and watched in mild 
amusement as Li grabbed hold of his uninjured arm, preventing him from retreating any further, despite his 
struggles.  "No, don't," the tall native cried, "please- I beg you!"

Amber let Barry down, releasing her hand, as she uncomfortably watched Li force a man to do her bidding.  
This was turning serious, but she was enthralled and couldn’t move.  The look in Li's eyes was intensely 
thrilling- drawing Amber into Li's mood, her own body reacting to the tension and excitement in the air.  
She swallowed and her hands returned to her side- clenching into tight fists.  Her breathing became irregular 
as she watched.  But a small part of her fought against this sensual domination, a part that cried out that she 
was no murderess- as Li seemed determined to become.

Li was far too lost in her arousal to pay any heed to the man's protestations. Maintaining her grip on his 
forearm, she pulled him to her with a simple downward tug.  His moans abruptly cut off as he fell to his 
knees- the impact of his chest against hers knocking all the air from his lungs. With his free, damaged hand 
he clawed frantically at her face and her sides as her engorged nipples pressed agonizingly into his flesh. Li 
merely gasped with pleasure and adjusted her hold on him so that her girlish arm was behind his back, 
holding him fast against her. Still unable to draw air, his struggles became even more desperate. That only 
served to turn her on still further, her steely, expanding nipples now puncturing his skin as he breathlessly 
screamed in pain and terror.  Li began to murmur gently as the smell of her arousal spread throughout the 
tent.  Against their will, the wounded Giorgio and the panicked Carol felt their hearts begin pounding in 
their chest, their own bodies reacting to the lust Li felt as her breasts heaved against the bigger man's chest.

Li began to move up and down against him, feeling her nipples press against something soft and warm, and 
then briefly stopped by something hard.  She threw her head back and moaned, the passionate sound 
escaping her lips to fill the entire tent!  She rubbed harder, thrilling in the way her nipples were pressed 
against something firm.

But her strength grew with her passion, her body responding to her increased need by providing her with an 
ever-increasing level of might.  Li's slender frame was growing in raw power, the last vestiges of the gas in 
her lungs continuing to work their miraculous enhancements to her young frame.  As the bodybuilder's face 
turned purple with massed blood, Li licked her lips in delight, unaware that the pleasant sensation in her 
chest was being caused by the points of her breasts pushing against his bared ribs. As she reached a level of 
arousal she had never felt before in her young life, there was a loud crack and suddenly, he stopped moving 
altogether, his face slowly paling to nearly white. That brought Li back to her senses. Looking down, she 
saw that she was covered in blood. Shocked, she dropped the man's corpse. He fell on his back, his bloody, 
crushed chest visible to all. "Fucking hell!" cried Li, "I killed him with just my tits!" 

Jessica looked on, her face a mixture of human-felt terror and superhumanly-induced lust.  But undeniably, 
what she truly felt was admiration.  She had never before wanted male attention to be focused on those two 
stellar portions of her anatomy, but what Li had done with her remarkably rounded contours, Jessica wanted 
to accomplish with her own massive basketball sized breasts of power.  Amber just looked as sick as the 
three human onlookers did, the tall teen’s instincts overcome by her upbringing and love for life.

"Oh God, Li!" said the tall copper-haired girl. "What have you done?  We have to tell the police."

"Get a grip on yourself." said Jessica, authoritatively. Her own hands were now both busy gripping and 
kneading her majestic breasts, shredding what little remained of her pink swimsuit top.  "You don't really 
get it, do you? We're super now. We can do whatever we want and no-one can tell us not to." This was the 
first time she had ever felt that -she- had power over anyone, besides the power of her bosom to turn all 
males into breast-crazed fiends.

Giorgio, still cradling his wounded hand while sitting on the tent floor, began to visibly shake in terror.

"Well, I don't want to do that!" Amber replied, pointing to the corpse. "You guys are sick!  You are-"

"Oh, cool it." snapped Li as she bent down to tear a strip off the dead man's shorts. She ripped the thick 
denim as if it were tissue paper. Standing straight again, she used the piece of material to wipe the blood off 
her exposed breasts, the set of her almond-shaped eyes and smooth lips revealing that she was enjoying the 
sensation of the rough fabric against her seemingly soft flesh. 

"He was already almost my slave. And besides, it was an accident. I got carried away.  I'll just have to be 
more careful in future. Although, come to think of it, he did feel pretty good...at the end."

"Stop it!" yelled Amber, her voice blasting throughout the tent. "You're freaking me out."

"Oh, why DON'T you call the cops then," taunted the petite muderess, "If it'll make you happy and shut you 
up."  She dropped the wet mess of cloth onto the dead body, and carefully reached for her second favorite 
suit.  "You know, maybe I could squeeze something out of them too..."

***************
Chapter 6

The girls disagree
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“You are SICK!”  Amber said to Li, her eyes narrowing with anger.  She looked at Jessica, her glance 
showing that her words included the busty blonde as well.

The blonde girl didn’t notice that her roommate’s gaze had fallen upon her.  Instead, she was picking out 
another top.  Jessica had enjoyed immensely the sight of her nipples, so large, so hard, tearing through the 
flimsy material, overpowering fabric just by their natural extension.  _Mmmm,_ she thought, _this is going 
to be a lot of fun._  Now that she had the power to do whatever she wanted, the incredibly buxom schoolgirl 
found that she didn’t want to hide herself anymore.  In fact, she wanted to show off even more.  And maybe 
she’d even find out how this new super-strong body responded to more than her hands’ gentle teases.  Li 
had looked like she’d been having so much fun.  _And if it takes a dead guy or two to really please me, then 
so be it!_

There were many, many, men in the world.

Amber would have been truly stunned to know what was going through Jessica’s mind.   Although she 
barely knew the girl, nothing the reclusive blond had said or done would have prepared Amber for this.  Li, 
however, Amber knew fairly well, and guessed correctly what the oriental teen was thinking.

Li wanted more- she wanted people to bow before her, to shower her with gifts, to admit that she was their 
absolute superior, and she also wanted a few to resist her, so she could punish them for their disobedience.  
Her gaze drifted to the three survivors (so far), the greasy italian photographer with his mangled hand, the 
cowering model, and the broad-shouldered blond man who seemed the most resigned.

“You.”  Li spoke with authority.  “Come here.”

Jessica glanced over to see who Li had targeted this time.  She’d found the next swimsuit she wanted to test 
against the irresistable force of her desire, and had removed the remnants of the one she was wearing by 
simply drawing her fingers across the bikini bottom’s straps.  As her fingers pressed against the fabric, it 
smoked, split, and tore, the nylon threads unable to withstand the devastating pressure imparted by her 
slender digits.  Now, she very carefully held her next choice, but didn’t believe she could even get it on 
without destroying the (compared to her) pathetically weak material.

So she made a choice of her own, too.  “And you.  Put this on me.”

Amber didn’t want anyone going near EITHER of the other two girls.  She’d seen Li mangle the giant 
hawaiian man as easily as crushing soft clay... and how Jessica had given in to the eroticism of the murder, 
and was acting almost the exact same way as the one who’d actually committed the crime.  Amber felt her 
face flush as she involuntarily replayed the scene in her mind, and fought off the feelings which welled up 
from inside her, the question of what it would feel like to do that to a man, to use her new powers...

Barry sighed and stood, his eyes shut as he gave up on any chance of survival.  The tall blond bodyguard 
opened his blue eyes and stared at the short but phenomenally powerful oriental teen.  “Please, let these 
other two go.  I’ll do anything you want.”

Li’s eyes narrowed, a look of irritation crossing her perfect features.  Her dark eyes could convey both 
extremes of sensual appeal or furious destruction, and right now, his heart was pounding from fear, not 
arousal.  He couldn’t move, wanted to take a step back, wanted to turn and run from the tent, but her dark 
gaze was like an unbreakable chain that bound him to the spot where he stood.  “Don’t tell me what to do.”

“Yeah,”  Jessica added, her free hand resting on her hip, “you’re nothing compared to her.”

Li glanced over at the blond girl, and reassessed the teen as a possible servant, or –maybe- an ally.  _She  
seems to have the right idea about these people.  About everything.  She might not be a rival, after all._

When Li’s attention shifted away from Barry, he felt a huge wave of relief wash over him, and finally 
managed to take a step back.  His own attention went to the person that the gloriously naked blond had 
given an order to- Carol, the model that he worked for, and could do nothing now to protect.

The woman had been shaken to her very core.  One moment, she was –in her mind- the most important and 
powerful person on the beach, with three men hanging off her every word, and then as soon as she’d entered 
the storage tent everything had changed.  The impossibility of what had happened threatened to overcome 
her senses, first of some teenage girls pawing through her suits, and then...  the horrors that had happened to 
both the photographer and the native slab of muscle.  Muscle that had been completely useless against the 
inhuman strength of one tiny asian girl.  And the blond, without appearing to exert herself at all, had torn 
the photographer’s hand off, no, crushed it until it fell off on it’s own.

And this blond was staring right at her.  The girl’s fingers, those deadly fingers, were now pointing at her, 
instead of resting on her hip.  Carol wanted to scream, but she was too scared.  The casual attitude the two 
girls took toward maiming and killing people, and the power and ease with which they did it, gave the 
model no belief that anyone responding to a scream or cry for help would be anything but more fodder for 
these girls’ pleasure. 

 Jessica snapped her fingers, the sound ringing out like a shot!  

“Now.”  She added, with a superior smile touching her lips.

Carol felt a momentary surge of anger- but her new self, the one that knew she was in great danger, stopped 
her from making any comment or retort.  She didn’t dare anger the young overly chested blond.  
“...y...yes...”  She crept forward, hesitant to approach the girl, trembling with fear as she drew closer to the 
naked powerhouse with the face and body that rivaled even models for men’s magazines.

The golden-haired teen’s arm shot forward, and Carol whimpered.  “Slip this on me.”  Jessica commanded 
again, holding out one of the few swimsuits designed for a disproportionately large-chested model.  She’d 
actually found one of the specially-crafted onepiece suits, of ocean blue.  Her chest rose and fell with each 
breath, and her nipples were already starting to firm up, just from the look of subservience that the tall 
model was giving her.  She was used to looks from boys and male teachers at school, but this was a look of 
an entirely different kind, and had little if anything to do with her nakedness.  And that difference excited 
her more than any lustful stare she’d ever received in the past- or her own stares at her perfection in the 
mirror at home.  “Come here.”  Jessica wiggled her fingers ever so slightly, the suit jerking away from the 
woman’s stretching arm, forcing the former Miss California to step a little closer.

Barry had no attention to spare on Carol’s plight.  He was concerned with his own survival as Li 
approached him, small step after small step, drawing out her advance.  With the deliberation she showed as 
she placed each foot, he could easily imagine her tiny toes cracking asphalt or cement instead of simply 
displacing sand.  “Do not make me come to you.  You will regret it for the rest of your days.  Or should I 
say ‘day’, because you’ll not live to see the sunset.”

Barry couldn’t even move a muscle.  He wanted to walk to her, to get this over with, to die as quickly and as 
painlessly as possible.  He’d failed in his job- to bodyguard the models and photographic and set crew.  
_The Hammer has fallen... and never even had a chance._

Suddenly, a wall of tanned teen flesh slid between him and his destroyer.  A six-foot-two barricade of long, 
slender legs, silver fabric gripping perfect curves, and copper hair falling from a head even higher than his 
own.  His eyes fixed on her sole revealed shoulderblade, and the cascade of hair that rested to one side, the 
silver band of fabric that rested between her shoulder and fine neck, and then followed the curve of the open 
back to the silver bathing suit down to the incredibly firm globes of her taut ass.

He felt a stirring in his shorts, even now, as he gazed on the pair of tanned feminine rondures on either side 
of the tiny silver thong- and the twin towering legs which sprung from underneath Amber’s curving cheeks. 
_ If I die,_ he prayed, _let it be at her hands instead of either of those other girls._  She’d seemed like the 
kindest of them, and even her harsh grip on his shoulder had resembled an innocent girl’s exploration of a 
previously unknown aspect of her body, rather than fulfilling a desire to do harm.  He remembered the ease 
in which she’d lifted him aloft, and that too caused more blood to flow to his swelling member, thinking 
about what a woman or girl with such strength could do if she wanted to cause pleasure, not pain.  Unless... 
he had a momentary fear... she couldn’t control that strength.

Amber stared down at Li, and shook her head.  “No, Li.  You’re not going to do anything to Barry.”  She 
wasn’t going to let the asian girl do anything to this guy.  She liked it when he smiled, remembered the way 
he’d been kind to her before anyone had been hurt., and she’d stop Li from carrying out any of her plans.

“Oh?  You think you’ll give me a challenge, Amber?”  Li’s features showed delight.  “I’ve had five years of 
martial arts.  You really think you can stop me?”

Barry wanted to slip away.  A fight between two girls capable of crushing bones or bending steel in their 
fingers, and who could rip muscle apart with just the hard, pointed, tips of their breasts would slaughter 
anyone nearby if a punch or kick missed it’s intended target.  He knew how to fight, take down an opponent, 
render them unable to continue, with the least damage possible.  But when he looked at Amber’s opponent, 
he had the feeling that the young asian girl’s study of martial arts hadn’t included the ‘softer’ styles at all.  
She’d be happy to inflict pain and harm on her opponent, or anyone else that got in her way.

The redhead whose shimmering hair fell from a head over a full foot higher than the oriental girl’s dark 
locks nodded, staring down at the petite teen.  “I will.”  She promised, tossing her head, and causing that 
hair to flutter with the motion.  “I’ll stop you.”

“I’d like to see you try.”  Li replied, unimpressed, and curled her sharp-tipped fingers into a fist.  “I’d 
REALLY like to see you try.”  She turned and looked through the walls of the tent as well as the racks of 
clothing, the material fading out to her newfound superhuman sight, and looked down the beach to the 
photo shoot still going on.  Li, for all her desire to be worshipped and feared, wasn’t fully ready for such a 
major change from the girl she’d been yesterday.  She wanted time to get used to her new status as a queen, 
a goddess, so she turned away and looked up the beach instead.  “There-” Li pointed toward the wall of the 
tent, “-three miles up the beach is a cove.  How about there.  That way, we won’t destroy any of my 
possessions.  This tent, these people, these clothes.”

“They don’t belong to you.”  Amber stated, coldly, her jade-green eyes easily picking out and zooming in 
on the place of battle that Li had chosen, even through the thick rock walls that surrounded the lagoon, and 
her gaze showed the cove to her as if the distance between there and the tent she stood in was only a few 
yards, instead a few miles.

Li hissed, and turned on the tall redhead.  “Yes, they DO!  Anything I want is mine.  Anything!  Forever!”

Amber frowned.  “We’ll see about that.  Barry, stay here.  I’ll be back.  Jessica-“

“Jessica,” Li interrupted, furious at Amber’s take-charge attitude, “make SURE he doesn’t leave, and don’t 
hurt him, either.  I want him to be in perfect shape for when *I* come back to claim him.”

“Uh-huh,”  Jessica absent-mindedly mumbled, exploring the racks for other suits that might be stretched to 
cover her incredible curves.  Carol was stumbling to keep up, unsuccessfully trying to get a loop of fabric 
around Jessica’s foot, and moving whenever the other girl moved, because she knew innately that if the suit 
were to tear, the blond would be intensely displeased.  One look at Giorgio’s unconscious body and 
amputated hand reminded her that Jessica’s disapproval was to be avoided at all costs.

The words trickled into her brain, and she turned at the waist to regard the two girls involved in the face-off.  
Her massive chest bumped into the model, knocking her sprawling in the sand, flung several yards from one 
of the blond girl’s most casual movements.  “Are you two going somewhere?”

“Didn’t you listen?”  Li retorted irritably.  “We’re going to go fight!”

Jessica smiled and shrugged.  “That’s cool, if you like that sort of thing.  I’ll hang out here with...”  She 
smiled beatifically, the serene smile of someone unconcerned with anything the world could do, and waved 
to indicate the three people in the tent, the two conscious, and one unconscious.  “...our...toys.”

Amber groaned.  It looked like power had gone to Jessica’s head, too.  That makes two fights I’ll have to 
fight, she thought and groaned again.  “Don’t hurt anyone.”

“I wasn’t trying to.”  Jessica replied, glancing at the ugly and fat photographer.  “He did that to himself.  By 
grabbing me.  If they don’t try and leave, I won’t hurt them.”  She didn’t need to hurt anyone to bring 
herself pleasure- she had plans to show off her new power, her amazing body and marvelous breasts, now 
that she didn't feel threatened by men’s stares anymore.  If they couldn’t restrain themselves, though, she 
wouldn’t restrain herself, either...

Li sneered at the girl’s declaration.  Maybe Jessica wasn’t worthy of being an ally.  If she made promises to 
anyone, and agreed to someone else’s orders, she was only worthy of being a servant.  _Either I’m going to 
have to make her understand how incredibly cool and perfect we are now, or I’m going to have to assert my 
power over her, and make sure she understands that I’M the one who gives all the orders from now on._  
She looked up at Amber, not intimidated by the height of the other girl, having known the teen for a long 
time before she’d shot up so many inches.

Amber also had the past on her mind, back when Li had been just one of her classmates, and maybe even 
one of her friends.  _And now here we are, ready to fight... and how far will we go?  How far will I go?  
Would I kill her...?  Would she kill... me?_ Her long sinuous tongue traced over suddenly dry lips.

******************
Chapter 7

Girl Power Unleashed
******************

Li left the tent first and strode west toward the cove, her excellent eyesight scanning ahead to make sure that 
it would be deserted.  Although, having some spectators might be fun, people to watch and cower as their 
new…  _What am I?  A queen?   Empress?  Goddess?_  The gorgeous asian liked all of them.  _Maybe I’ll 
have to make up a new word, just for me._

In any event, some people to watch Amber’s defeat and humiliation might just be the extra spice she would 
really enjoy.  _And then… how many should I let live?_  Her tempting lips spread into the sweetly feral 
smile of a huntress as Li considered how much pleasure she could find in the screams of fear and cries of 
horror of women and men.  Amber walked alongside the increasingly cruel asian teen, her own thoughts of 
the future less of how much greater than human she had become, and focused more on how she compared to 
the strength and power of the other two girls who had been exposed to that volcanic gas.

Inside the tent, Jessica decided to watch her roomates, and only listen to the sounds from around her to 
judge whether any of the captives were trying to make an escape.  She’d rather pay attention to the slender 
and athletic bodies of her roommates as they used their amazing power, than stand guard over a few weak 
people.  She stood still, both of her legs placed firmly down, immovable as steel, frustrating Carol’s efforts 
to slip the swimsuit onto the dangerous blond’s body.

Amber’s long legs carried her further and faster than Li, and Li started jogging to keep up, pulling ahead of 
the tall copper-haired teen, who increased her own pace in response.  In almost an instant, both girls were 
racing forward, trying to outdo the other, in a challenge before the battle.  

_Whoa.  Is that really happening?_  Jessica’s lips parted in a gasp of delight, as she watched the two girls 
race toward the distant cove.  Both girls seemed to blur for a moment, before Jessica’s eyes focused again, 
and in a quarter of a minute, her two roommates had reached the sparkling water and dark cliffs of the cove.  
Her eyes returned to the beach outside the tent, and then she focused and her vision zoomed forward again.

_Yeah, about three miles.  In about fifteen seconds.  I didn’t hear a boom, so they must not have hit the 
speed of sound, but… wow…_  Everything else the others had been able to do, she’d been able to do too, 
so… _I can run faster than a car?  I can WALK faster than a car.  Oh, I’m going to have FUN!_

Exhilarated from the run, and from discovering another ‘superpower’, Amber turned to look at Li.  The 
gorgeous redhead saw the same look of rapture in the petite powerhouse’s dark eyes. Both girls grinned at 
each other, partaking in a moment of shared experience- the exultation of incalculable quickness, as well as 
undreamt-of might.  Amber sighed happily, but Li’s foot dug an uneasy furrow in the sand.

Li looked up at Amber, her eyes tracking up over the tall redhead’s flat stomach and the outthrusting 
balcony of her breasts, noting the vast difference in their height, part of the recent changes.  

Amber gazed down at Li, also acutely aware of the recent changes.  “Li, do we have to do this?”

Li’s dark gaze sweeped across Amber’s face, to the tent far away, and then back to her challenger.  “No, if 
you obey my commands, and stay out of my way.”

Amber and Li stood on the sand and looked at each other.  Amber crossed her arms, and stared down at the 
shorter girl.  “And let you kill more people?”

“If I choose to.”  Li’s reply was imperial, and shot from her lips without hesitation.

“It’s not too late, Li.” Amber pleaded, unwilling to accept their transformation into something beyond 
human law.  “So far, all that we’ve done could passed off as accidents.  But if you hurt anyone on purpose, 
you’ll get in a lot more trouble-”

“So YOU say,” Li challenged, standing proudly on the warm sand, “but I don’t think any normal person’s 
going to be able to stop me from doing what I want.  Not with fists... and what I’ve felt, what I’ve done, I 
doubt anyone could even scratch me with guns or grenades.  Probably not even missles or bombs.  And 
Jessica doesn’t seem to care about people like you do, so… who’s going to stop me, hmm?”

Amber took a step forward.  “I will.”

Li smiled, eyes shining with wicked anticipation.  “Oh… really?”

Amber’s arms unfolded from her flawless chest, and she brought up her hands curled into fists.  “Yes.”  Her 
green eyes looked down upon the smaller girl.

“You just made a mistake.”  Li sneered.  “Have you forgotten my years of karate?”

“We can both break ANYTHING with our hands.”  Amber pointed out, her gaze fixed and her voice steady.  
“I think that evens the playing field.”

“God, I’m going to enjoy this.”  Li grinned, and launched into an attack, slamming her foot into Amber’s 
midsection, a sound like a gunshot echoing across the cove.  Amber flew off her feet from the impact!

Back at the tent, several miles distant, Jessica watched the fight intently, her arousal growing, as her acute 
vision followed each motion of the other two girls’ splendidly superhuman bodies.  Jessica had never been 
attracted to another girl, and in truth wasn’t now, but the power all three of them were capable of was 
intoxicating- and she wanted to show off her new power, her overwhelming strength, and soon.  The thought 
of displaying her superior might to a crowd, to the world, was causing a fire to light inside her, and what the 
girls were doing out there in the cove was adding fuel to the flame…

Her hurtling body passed through a dune as if wasn’t even there.  She skidded for dozens of yards on her 
back, leaving a football field-length trench in the beach.  Amber spit sand out of her mouth and looked 
between her legs at the devastation left from Li’s single kick.  _It’s a good thing we didn’t fight in the tent._  
She stood up and brushed herself off.  Her stomach tingled a little, but didn’t hurt.  Her fingers drifted 
across the point of impact, and she ran back through the trench and the split halves of the hill she’d 
destroyed in her flight.  To any normal person, Amber would have seemed to disappear, becoming a blur 
after the first step, then appearing instantly thereafter, doubled-up over the end of Li’s tiny fist as the ground 
exploded all around them.

Li’s superhuman reflexes let her see Amber as the redhead’s long legs carried her at unbelievable speeds.  
The shockwave of Amber’s velocity being countered by a supersonic punch blew out in all directions.  A 
storm of sand swept the beach, the particles dancing in the air.  Li’s other fist joined the first, slamming  
into Amber’s hard abs, and blasting the athletic teen up into the sky!

Amber flipped end over end, the beach and sky and surf spinning in her vision.  She felt a little woozy, not 
from the rapid shifts in perspective, but from the force that had just been rammed through her body.  Her 
stomach felt a little sore, but something Li might have forgotten, Amber had as many years in gymnastics as 
Li had practiced in martial arts.  She was very much at home in the air, and began to control her spin.

As she fell, seemingly uncontrolled, back down toward the waiting Li, a smile crept across her face.  A 
fraction of a second before impact on Li’s upward thrusting punch, her leg flicked out, the tower of teen 
flesh so much longer than Li’s arm that the redhead’s blow landed before the asian girl’s punch even had a 
chance to connect.  Amber’s foot smashed into Li’s shoulder- the surprisingly dainty toes striking steely 
skin and even harder bone.  The kick’s force knocked Li into the ground up to her waist, and Amber 
rebounded off the girl’s shoulder but landed sprawling in the sand, her center of balance having shifted so 
much from her extremely recent increase in height that she no longer possessed all of her old skills.

Li shouted in anger, the furious cry erupting from her young throat.  The ground once again seemed to 
explode around her, and she shook herself free of the earth.  Amber got to her feet again and met Li’s 
whirlwind rush of punches and kicks with arms and legs, trying to protect her body.  She shot backward 
from each attack, Li’s superhuman speed easily allowing the martial artist to keep up with her target’s recoil 
and deliver each following blow.  A wall of sand was thrown up behind them, their bodies a blur across the 
landscape.

Jessica giggled in glee as the oriental pounded on the redhead.  She knew, could just sense that each blow 
could have cracked a skyscraper in half or demolished a city bus, and the sight of a girl just like herself 
delivering dozens of blows to a tanned female form capable of taking each of them just sent shivers down 
her spine.  Her legs pressed together and a moan sounded from deep in her throat.  Little flashes of pure 
ecstacy flittered through her body as she thought about showing off that speed, that might, to the people of 
the island- of the world.  _Oh yes, Li, do it, hit her!  Oh, god, yes!_

A slender golden leg flicked out into a snapkick, connecting with Amber’s abused abdomen, accelerating 
the tall girl to several hundred miles per hour in an uncontrolled flight!  She rose over the beach and crashed 
into darkness. The red-haired amazon's back slammed into the rock wall of the cove with such force that she 
ploughed nearly five yards into it, the hard stone cracking and crumbling around her as if it were very dry 
mud. As she, at last, came to rest, she settled into a waist-high pile of rubble - all that was left of a huge 
section of cliff-face. Her lithe, sexy body had proven itself far, far tougher than mere granite. 

The redheaded girl didn’t move for several seconds, then an arm pushed up through the pile of rocks, and 
Amber pushed the hundreds of pounds of debris off herself as easy as brushing aside a beach towel.  Her 
magnificent chest heaved and fell as she got to her feet once again.  She took a step forward, and drew her 
leg back, then her foot shot forward to connect with a soccer-ball sized boulder.  A boom echoed 
throughout the cove, the water rippling from the shockwave generated by the missile.  Amber was shocked 
and stumbled for a couple paces, thrown off balance by how incredibly light the seemingly solid mass had 
felt.  Her arc of motion hadn’t been impeded in the slightest by the rock.  Instead, the large boulder had 
been thrown forward instantly!   Li saw the boulder flying toward her and focused her gaze on the hurtling 
mass.  She could have stepped out of the way, but chose instead to counter the missile with one of her own.

Ducking to pick up one of the cliff fragments, the petite destructress snatched up a head-sized rock lying at 
her feet. Her hands closed around the rock and she straightened up. She was amazed by the way the big 
chunk of stone felt as light as a beach-ball between her palms. Hoisting it effortlessly over her head she 
turned to face Amber’s projectile.  She drew her arms back a little, and brought her arms over her head as 
she leant forward, letting go of her cargo at the last moment.  She put all her anger into the throw and the 
rock zoomed like a supercharged cannonball.   The redheaded girl saw the missiles collide and explode into 
a shower of fragments.  She, too, found that she had plenty of time to avoid the supersonic bits of rock- if 
she’d wanted to.  Despite its remarkable velocity, Amber felt that anything but a direct attack by one of the 
other two girls wouldn’t hurt.  There was some remarkable difference between Li’s piston-like fists and 
smashing through several feet of rock.  The mass of solidified volcanic rock in no way compared to the 
hardness of another supergirl’s body.  So, even propelled by the combined force of two superhuman girls, 
she felt no fear at the thought of being pelted by a shower of rock fragments.  Curious about the full extent 
of her new abilities, she elected not to move out of the path of the sharp edged particles, but rather to let 
them hit her. They struck her squarely on her cute face, pert breasts, flat stomach, and lean thighs, instantly 
rebounding off of even the softest parts of her body, scattering in all directions. To Amber's delight, not 
only did the countless impacts leave her flawless complexion utterly unmarked, they hadn't even hurt her.
She'd felt the rock shards hit her, rather like being gently hit by a cloud of feathers, the chunks of stone that 
had been travelling at hundreds of miles an hour failing to cause her even a moment's discomfort. 

“Ha!”  Amber crowed, gleeful in her prediction being proven so incredibly and deliciously correct!

A blow several times harder struck her on the cheek, and blasted her body backwards into the rock wall, her 
firm buttocks plowing through yards of stone before the momentum of Li’s full-body dashing punch was 
finally spent.  A crack raced up the face of the cliff, splitting the cove wall in two.

Amber lay sprawled and buried in stone, unmoving, finally having suffered such harm that her super-
enhanced body was no longer able to provide the energy needed to continue the fight.  Li smirked, and 
brushed at the spot on her shoulder where Amber had landed one lucky blow.

The victorious girl took a deep breath and blew a stream of air at the rock wall. A large section of cliff 
groaned and collapsed, burying Amber from sight.  The luscious teen’s lips pursed into a smile of 
satisfaction.  She brought her arms up into a double-biceps pose of triumph.

“Ha.”  Li responded, with scorn.

(to be continued)


 
 
 
 
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