"I ... I ... I don't know," he gulped, staring up at his increasingly powerful younger sister. She was now a full head taller than he, with broad shoulders and thick, bulging, muscular arms. She tentatively flexed her right arm and was rewarded with a huge pop that split her sleeve. Her muscle was far larger than any muscle either Brian or Sharon had ever seen in person, or even in a comic book. "My god, Sharon! You're huge! I'm really sorry."
She pushed out her chest, crowing a little as the rest of her shirt tore, and carefully tied the shreds around her chest to preserve her modesty, while Brian thoughtfully looked away. "OK, I'm decent again," she chuckled.
Brian shook his head and stared at her chest. Somehow, on the cloth just above each breast there was now an embroidered letter "S". "Where did THOSE come from?!" he gasped.
"What? My breasts? Come on, Brian! You know I've had them since I was 11!" she quipped.
"No, not your ... breasts!" Referring to his sister's breasts was embarrassing. "I mean those 'S's over them. As if you were, um, 'super'."
"Do you think so? I don't know." She flexed her biceps a few more times to admire them and squeezed her biceps with her other hand. "They certainly are very large, and I think they're quite hard too. I guess I can take care of myself now, even around Jake. I must be pretty strong." She bent down and casually lifted one end of the sofa bed. "Ha! You would not believe how light this feels to me, Brian. I couldn't even push it away from the wall before when I've had to clean behind it!"
"That's ... amazing." Brian said.
"You think?" Sharon raised an eyebrow. "Well, if you think that's amazing ...." She pushed the sofa bed higher and then rested the weight on one finger, her pinkie, and pushed it up and down several times just by wiggling her finger.
"This is, like, weightless to me," she said and then put the sofa bed down gently and brushed the dust from her hands. "So, you're saying you didn't mean to do this? To make me as strong as a Super Hero?" she asked.
"No! Really!" he said, half-panicked at the amount of power he had just given his little sister. "I can't control it!" Before Sharon could move away, he reached over to touch Sharon and his brow furrowed. "And it looks like it works only one-way. I can enhance you, but I can't de-enhance you and bring you back to normal!"
Sharon breathed a sigh of relief. The last thing she wanted was for Brian to be able to take away the gifts he had given her. She loved her brother, but that didn't mean that she also didn't love being so tall, so powerful, so smart, and, obviously, so amazingly superior to him. "Well, you'd better be careful then about who else you use your power on, since you can't undo it. It's a good thing you found this out with me instead of with someone we don't trust." She put her arm around him. He felt so small and vulnerable to her, and it took all her willpower not to pick him up and cuddle him, her darling 'little' brother. "What if you had done this to Claire?" she suggested, referring to Brian's last girlfriend. Sharon had never liked her, and she had proven to be a real bitch after she broke up with Brian and started dating Jake.
Brian nodded and bit his lip. He still liked Claire. He and would take her back in a second, even though he was furious with her, but he would never admit that to Sharon. Especially not now. He shook his head. "I just can't believe how big I made you. Your muscles are like Arnold Schwarzenegger's in his prime. Maybe even bigger."
"Yes, they sure are large," she agreed, flexing them again, and obviously many times more powerful than normal muscles. "Gee, Brian, it must be a bit weird for you, seeing me be so strong. It's a good thing we're so close. Here, you have this incredible power, but you can only use it to enhance other people, and only girls. I guess some guys would feel a little funny about it, or possibly even jealous, but you're not, right? I mean you're not upset about it, are you?"
Brian shook his head, and Sharon could see immediately just how jealous he was, just as she knew she would be if he had surpassed her by this much. She'd have to think just how to handle it, so it didn't get to be a problem. After all, if he were ever really angry with her, he could easily make someone else even smarter and stronger than she was.
"Well, that's good," she said, putting her arm around him and giving him a playful squeeze. "I guess we should find out more about this goddess who you say gave you the power. What was her name?"
"Myridia," he replied, noticing how Sharon seemed to be taking charge in their relationship.
She immediately googled the name. "There isn't much about her." She read quickly to herself. "Apparently there was an ancient Spartan Cult that worshipped a goddess who fought against the male gods, seeking female supremacy, but she was defeated in battle due to the treachery of one group of her soldiers who sided with their husbands and brothers. She was worshipped by unmarried and oppressed women and by a small group of men who prayed for female domination. Wow! How did she find YOU, Brian?"
"She must have made a mistake," he replied, hoping his blushing was not obvious. But it was.
Sharon raised an eyebrow. "Whatever. It's interesting, I guess, if it's true, but who knows if it really was her you saw in your dream. It could have just been a dream. There are a few RPG references too. You might have just heard about her, unconsciously, in some role playing game and there's actually a completely different more scientific explanation."
"Yes, and a scientific explanation is the more likely one anyway," he affirmed.
Just then the doorbell rang. It was ....
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