Posted by averagewanttogrowmale on 4/2/2008, 10:11 am, in reply to "Rebecca and Andre Part 5"
We waded through the crowd of others our age, but so small compared to us. As we reached the double doors to the gymnasium where all students met before class, we ducked lowly and then stretched out to our full sizes. I saw one of my friends there and began to chat with him. He was dumbstruck by our size. Rebecca said she was going to go get some orange juice and take a seat. As I talked to Roy, I was relieved to look over at the vending machine and see Rebecca was not using her size to cut line. She liked using her size, perhaps even more than I did. As I continued to talk to Roy, and look over him at Rebecca, I could see she was on a collision course with Mark. This was a wiry strong five eleven kid who had pushed me around for years. I could sense it. Rebecca was going to start something, and she did. As she sauntered past Mark, it was obvious she used the side of her huge body to bump him. Her hips and large breasts pushed him to the side as she walked by. I thought everyone would respect size. But then again I knew mark had no filter in his head that told him when to shut up. You fat B****! He yelled. Watch where you are going. You are like a piece of cattle coming through here! I saw Rebecca turn and stare down at him so arrogantly. His friends began laughing, and mark kept going. You must be the size of a wash machine! With the comment mark turned to laugh with his friends, it was a near mortal mistake. Rebecca grabbed him by the sides of the head with her gigantic hands. I could not see anything of marks head but a look of terror on his face. She tossed him to the floor, and he hit his head on the first row of bleachers. She then began kicking him with her size 22 feet. His friends began to hysterically try to pull her off. As she continued to kick him she would push each of them away easily with one hand. I began to make my way to the bleachers section. Mark was lay prone on the ground, and Rebecca began to stand on his rib cage! At this I saw all sorts of students begin to approach her. I began throwing and tossing them everywhere. I must have laid out seven students before they quit coming. Rebecca then stepped off him and looked at me. You cant begin to believe what he said to me Andre! Yes I can, I replied. I then lifted his listless body up and punched with my left hand as hard as I could. Blood splattered everywhere. His nose was crooked and he lay there looking like the most helpless person I had ever seen....my mind replayed all the times he had picked on me....and my mind wondered what he had just called my goddess.An average girl screamed is he still alive? As if to answer her, Rebecca leaned over and began squeezing his wrist...Mark howled in pain. I heard something crack, I think Rebecca broke his wrist! I could not believe this! It was so emotional. I saw a cop and an ambulance approaching. I turned to Rebecca. I had dreamed all summer how we would use our new size and power. I shook as I saw the blood on my left hand and saw the mess on the floor that used to be the bully Mark. I turned to Rebecca with so many emotions. Fear of trouble with the law, guilt for what we had done, fear that mark may not live. Fear for how others must be looking at us. But my mind went back to those daydreams I and Rebecca had this summer of taking over. I looked back at Mark. There lay the proof. No one would tell us what to do. We have unreal power. I cant resist the overwhelming sensations I feel when I think of how others will view us. We are becoming some sort of superhuman....I snickered...I did not realize it was aloud...I saw everyone staring up at me as I snickered. I felt awful....Then I felt in charge of everything. The power I feel is so amazing. The cop approached me and Rebecca and demanded we come with him. I looked at Rebecca and snickered again, and she did so back. Sure little man, purred Rebecca, and we strode off to the principles office.
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