“It makes me so angry that no matter how much I train, no matter how well I eat, no matter that I'm one of the best track athletes in the State, any of those high school football players are stronger than me, and could wrestle me to the ground and rape me!” she said to the ring.
“Yes, that is true.”
“Well, no more! You say you can change anything?”
“Anything other than my own properties.”
“Well, change the fundamental facts of male and female for me. I want the female to become the stronger sex. Not the way some feminists claim. Not because we’re ’emotionally’ stronger, or live longer, or are more immune to certain diseases, or because getting pregnant is somehow ’stronger’ than impregnating. No, stronger than men are now, because we’ll have longer, thicker bones, more powerful, more efficient hearts, better digestion, more resistance to stress, more endurance, and most important, muscles that are larger, denser, more efficient and more responsive to exercise than theirs.”
“You've thought about this before,” the ring observed. Sybil blushed. “You used the word ’become’, so you want this change made now, not from the beginning of history, right?”
Sybil swallowed. “I hadn't thought ... yes. Yes, that’s exactly how I want it. In fact, I want it ten minutes from now.” She looked down. The boys were still looking for her, although their efforts were flagging. “I’m ready to be back down there with them.”
In a blink she was standing behind a tree. Clem Cowell was on the other side. He heard breathing, reached around, caught an arm and grabbed. “Here she is!” he announced loudly. His teammates came running and stood around them, although now they seemed embarrassed and unsure what to do next, other than shout, “Yeah!” and look at her.
Sybil’s heart was pounding. Had she misjudged them?
Chunky arrived last, still breathing hard from the run. “Well it’s about time!” he exclaimed, looking her over thoroughly. Clem was still holding her arm. “You guys waiting for me?” he asked. “Not that I mind being first.”
Clem cleared his throat. “I really don't think, um. I mean, Chunky, that wouldn't be ....”
“Wouldn't be what? Right?” He bellowed with laughter. “Are you kidding?” He pulled Sybil out of Clem’s grasp and stuck his hand down the back of her shorts. “This is what girls like her DREAM about! I know her type. She’s probably a “A” student, hard-working, good little girl, never having any fun, too scared to have fun. They pretend not to want it, but they’re just waiting for guys like us to make them have it. It’s the only way they ever get it off. Right?” he leered at her.
Sybil shook her head. She tried pulling his hand, which was stroking her through her panties, out of her shorts, but he just laughed. “Yeah, keep trying cutie! I bet you're real proud of those little cute little muscles. Go ahead, show us what they can do! You think they have a chance against these?” he taunted, flexing his massive 18 inch biceps. “these are REAL muscles. You just keep tugging with your girlie muscles against Chunky’s and see how far you get!”
The other boys laughed nervously.
“Yeah, they’ll never admit it, but I’m telling you it’s all just an act. Because we were meant to make them do it. It’s natural. Why do you think guys were made with so much more muscle? It’s so that it doesn't matter if a girl says she doesn't want it. She doesn't have to take responsibility. It’s as simple as that. She looks like she’s trying to get away, but I can tell you she's getting real wet under there. She’s getting excited, because she wants a piece of Chunky. And she hasn’t even SEEN Chunky’s piece yet.” He pulled down his shorts, revealing his thick, ten inch pole. Sybil couldn’t believe his size. “That’s right. That’s what you have to look forward to, little girl.” He ripped her top in two, broke and pulled her running bra off her chest. “Not bad tits. You kept a good pair, huh, even though you work out. Imagine how big they're gonna get when you stop all your running.”
Only seven minutes had passed, but Sybil decided things had gone far enough. She was about to tell the ring to make the changes right now when ....
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