As he kicked open the door a satisfying shriek followed, but just as he was about to snap the picture he stopped. The girl dancing around the room on her toes was clearly not his sister.
As Dennis stood there for a moment, the girl turned around and looked up and him, letting out an annoyed sigh.
'Oh. Dennis, it's just you.'
Dennis crinkled his forehead. 'Tina? What are you doing here?'
Tina shifted to one side with her hands on her hips, looking smug. Something Dennis had seen before. Tina generally looked that way. She was someone who got what she wanted and would do whatever it took to get there. And with her body, skills and genetics, her focus was gymnastics. Just like her idol, Shawn Johnson. And the funny thing was that Tina not only looked like Shawn, but her 4 foot 9 inch, athletic body was a near perfect match as well. However, from what he knew, Shawn was a bit more pleasant. Tina was driven. She wanted to make the Olympic Team too. But unfortunately, that took not just skills and training, but luck. Tina was well on her way just last year to make a run at the next Olympics, but her desire to win had pushed her body too far. Ignoring the pain of what she called minor injuries, she wound up tearing up her right knee to the point of needing major surgery. And that had set her goals back considerably. From what Dennis had heard, the doctors had told her that her knee was no longer up to the task of taking the pounding. But Tina wouldn't give up, and still felt she could make it back. At 14, she knew that the next Olympics were her only chance and the clock was ticking. And as far as she was concerned, the house sitting her parents set up for her was just getting in her way of working out at the gym. And to make matters worse, the 'man' of the house just showed up. Holding the smug, annoyed look, she flipped her long brown hair over her shoulder.
'House sitting. Your sister and mom are away for the week-end. Didn't they tell you?'
Dennis reached around and scratched the back of his neck. 'Uh, I don't remember.'
Tina shook her head. 'So what are doing home then? And why did you burst in here like that?'
Dennis shot out a shy grin. He didn't want to admit his true intent of embarrassing his sister. He did look down at the camera though and got an idea.
'I just wanted to show Sarah my new camera. No big deal.'
Tina raised her eyebrows. 'You came all the back from campus just to show her a camera?'
Dennis's shoulders dropped in shame from not just the words, but the attitude behind it, and mumbled. 'Well, and my mom too.'
Tina tapped her bare foot on the carpet, which drew Dennis's eyes down toward the large calf that bulged a bit as she did so. His thoughts immediately drifted to muscle fantasies and gymnasts. The strong, flexible, athletically toned bodies of female gymnastics was one of Dennis's first fantasies. He had stolen glances of Tina when she occasionally worked out in her back yard and admired her tight body and nasty skills. And those muscles. Especially in her legs. Just like Shawn Johnson, they were thick and meaty on her tiny frame. And now, right in front of him, they were bare, with her shorts covering up only the upper part of her strong thighs. As he looked up further, the tight, thin t-shirt hung down below her abs and her athletic bar also covered her flat, but slightly muscular chest. With the sleeves rolled up, her arms were bare too. They were tight, but not nearly as muscular as Dennis would have liked. Once he reached her face, the slight frown and narrow eyes didn't appear to approve of the fact he was giving her the once over.
'Take a picture, it'll last longer.'
Tina then chuckled to herself at the fact that her quick quip was appropriate. Dennis, missed out on the sarcastic nature, since he was lost in her body and his fantasies. So instead of getting the hint to back off, he smiled instead.
'Well, OK. I haven't had a chance to try the camera out yet.'
Tina rolled her eyes. Boy was Dennis thick. Shaking her head slightly, she figured there was no harm. After all, this was his house, and if she was going to get him to leave, she needed to placate him somehow.
'Sure, why not. You can send me a copy then.'
Dennis looked at the camera, and making some adjustments, pulled it up. As he fiddled a bit more, his mind wandered. He did feel sorry about her last injury. Too bad her body wasn't stronger. Or less prone to injuries. His thoughts immediately tailed off from there, bouncing from one fantasy to the next. What if her body was not just fully recovered, but became indestructible. Or what if she gave up gymnastics to build up her muscles instead. He began to imagine Tina with fitness muscles, bodybuilder muscles, super hero muscles. And with not just the strength to match, but more. Much more. Various super hero fantasies bopped around his brain. As he found the focus, he pulled the camera up, the competing thoughts still in his head.
Tina saw him ready the camera and she pulled in a breath and smiled. Since Dennis was concentrating on Tina, he didn't pay attention to the picture on the screen. An image about to come to life. For when Dennis snapped the picture and pulled the camera away, Tina became...
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