This choice: Tim finds and uses the wand. • Go Back...Chapter #6Rachel loves the supreme uber-boy by: Solan   Rachel continued to struggle in vain as the terrifyingly muscular boy behemoth effortlessly carried her across the hall to his room and tossed her down roughly onto his bed. She didn't bother screaming, since she knew with a despairing certainty that no one in this house would come to her aid. Even Tim's parents didn't dare cross their mega-Herculean youngest son these days, not since the spectacular superboy had started puberty.
Nine years old was a crazy time to begin adolescence, but then nothing about Tim's body had ever been remotely normal. He "suffered" (if that was the right word) from a myosatin deficiency like the rest of his family, but the effect was far more pronounced and extreme in Tim. He hadn't just been boasting when he said he was the strongest man in the world; he really was, as the people from the Guiness Book of World Records had proven last month.
Dave knew that, had even been there to see his "little" brother lift the most weight of any human being in all of recorded history, yet he'd still shot his damn mouth off! Now he probably had internal injuries from Tim's punch and she . . .
She was about to be raped.
Bursting into tears before the hulking, preteen mountain of rock-hard muscle looming above her, Rachel began to beg.
"Please, Tim, don't do this! You can't do this!" she pleaded with him.
"I can do anything I want!" he shot back cockily, his hands on his hips and his gargantuan chest splitting another shirt seam.
That was the problem here, wasn't it? Tim was so fantastically physically powerful that he knew no one could stop him. And without any outside force to keep him in check, there was nothing inside to hold him back. To put it in the terms her psychology textbook would have, Tim was all raging id, with no super-ego or even ego to restrain him.
Tim carelessly threw the pile of David's clothes into the far corner of his room, but as he did so something tumbled out of one of the pockets, landing on the bed next to Rachel's right leg.
"What the heck is that?" Tim asked, his attention momentarily and thankfully diverted. Reaching down he grasped the smooth length of polished wood, the wand looking like a toy in his huge left hand.
"Huh. Is this what my inferior brother was going to use to pleasure you? It does look bigger than his equipment, but don't worry,babe, I won't need it; I'm three times the man he is!"
"Can't you get it through your head?" Rachel shrieked, her anger and humiliation at last overcoming her mind-numbing fear. "I love Dave! He's the one I want to be with! Not you! I hate you, you bullying asshole!"
Tim's features darkened and fear once more became the dominant emotion in Rachel's heart.
"I'll make you love me," he growled, and to his amazement a bright beam of white light shot out from the tip of the stick in his hand, striking Rachel in the forehead.
Her fearful, tear-stained face abruptly changed as a sultry expression slid across her gorgeous features. Sitting up she tried to wrap her arms around the startled godling's immensely broad shoulders.
"Oh, Tim," she murmured in a low tone. "You are the ultimate stud! I'm so lucky to be your girlfriend!"
Then she made the fantasy he'd been having for as long as he could remember come true: Rachel, the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen in his life, gave him a sexy, loving kiss right on the lips!
Tim wrapped his tree-trunk thick arms around her and she moaned in pleasure as he aggressively thrust his tongue into her mouth.
When they finally broke for air from their unforgettable first kiss, Tim studied Rachel suspiciously, but could see no signs of deception. The only emotions he saw in her heartbreaking eyes were pure love, adoration, and desire.
Somehow this wand had made Rachel love him!
Smiling broadly, Tim leaned down to kiss his very eager girlfriend again. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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