Lil' sister got super-sized!  Chapter One: Eat your spinach!
by Gorgon
First part of a new muscle growth story


Buck Billing was an ex-high school football star. Everyone in his hometown of
Tippsburg thought he'd go on to the NFL someday, but a late tackle in his
first college game wrecked his left knee and ended his football days for good.
With no other skills to fall back on, big Buck Billings eventually wound up as
the night janitor for the Tippsburg branch of Bio-Tech Labs.

Late one night, while Buck was cleaning up in the observation deck of
Restricted Section 8. None of the scientists knew Buck was up there, so they
continued with their top-secret experiment: a hyper muscle sinew enhancement
serum! Buck almost dropped his mop when he saw them inject the serum into lab
rats, frogs, and monkeys-- because in each case, the animals enlarged in size
growing more and more muscular by the second!

Buck was ecstatic! He had the keys to that lab! He'd steal the serum, get
super strong, and become the greatest football legend of all time! But soon
all his selfish dreams were dashed as one of the scientists commented on how
the serum only worked on young test subjects that hadn't finished their
natural growth cycle. Buck was furious! He could swipe the formula, but it
wouldn't do him any good-- or would it?

Buck's only son, Rudy, was a total wimp and a complete disappointment to his
dad. He tried to get him to bulk up in the past, bought him his own weight set
and football equipment. But it was no use! The boy was a sixteen year old
tooth pick-- and a runt to match! But all that was going to change!

The next night, Buck's wife April was finished making dinner and left the
kitchen to call their kids to the table. As soon as she was out of the room,
Buck took Rudy's plate and mixed a few drops of the serum into some creamed
spinach. He chuckled to himself, his son would be an all-star linebacker in no
time!

Through out dinner Buck ground his teeth, waiting for Rudy to eat the spinach.
But he just kept eating around it.

"What's the matter with you, boy!" Buck grumbled at his weakling son, "Eat
your spinach! I paid good money for that food!"

"But I don't like spinach..." whined Rudy.

"I like it, Daddy!" chirped up Buck's spunky little 11 year old daughter,
Lucy, "See? I ate all of mine!"

"That's great, Lucy!" said April, "Soon, you'll get all big and strong like
Popeye!"

"Ha!" said Rudy while flicking his sister's head, "That'll be the day! Right,
shrimp?"

"Stop picking on your sister!" barked Buck, "And eat your damn spinach!"

Buck had to leave for his late night janitor job, but he told his wife to not
let Rudy leave the table until he finished everything on his plate!

"But Dad!" whined Rudy.

"But nothing!" his father yelled back, "And tomorrow, you're getting up early
and we're going to work out and run some drills!"

And with that, Buck grabbed his coat and stormed out the front door. Rudy just
sat there and pushed the creamed spinach around with his spoon. He asked his
mother if he could just eat some later. April told him that it was best not to
disagree with his father. Suddenly the phone rang. April got up to see who was
calling.

As soon as their mother left the room, Lucy told her brother that she'd eat
his spinach. She liked the way mom made it.

"Here!" Rudy told her while passing his plate, "Knock yourself out."

Lucy gobbled down the spinach and passed the plate back. Rudy took the plate
and ran into the living room.

"See mom? I'm all done."

"That wasn't that hard now, was it dear?"

As Lucy heard the two of them bicker back and forth in the other room, she
could feel something strange happening. Her body felt warm and tingly. She
looked down at her chest. It was pushing out as if she was taking a deep
breath-- but she wasn't. And her clothes started pulling at her. Everything
felt just a little too tight. But she didn't have long to think about it...
Her mother called out from the other room, it was time for her to clear the
table and do her chores.

That night Lucy tossed and turned in her bed. She felt so full of energy, she
didn't think she'd ever fall asleep. But when she did, she was out like a
light. The next morning she heard her father wake her brother up in the next
room and then she heard them clang away at his weights. Lucy just wanted to
stay in bed, so she put her pillow over her head and went back to sleep.

When she finally got up, she tried to get dressed. But yet again, her clothes
felt a little tight. She put on a hello-kitty shirt that had always been a
little big on her and her plaid skirt. As the little girl bounded downstairs,
full of vigor, she saw her father and brother come in through the front door.

Rudy was covered in sweat and grass stains. He wheezed as Buck dragged him
indoors by the hood of his sweatshirt.

"Come on," Buck said propping him up, "let's look at you. Hmm... you don't
look any bigger."

"Dad..." coughed Rudy, gasping for air, "We've only been working out for one
day! What did you expect?!"

Brian sat Rudy down at the kitchen table.

"What do you say we try some arm wrestling? Hunh?" Buck asked, "How about it,
slugger?"

"You're crazy Dad!" Rudy told him, "You're way bigger than me!"

But Buck would hear none of it. So the two of them wrestled-- or rather Buck
did, slamming his son's hand down time and time again. Lucy followed them into
the kitchen and watched this sad display as she ate bowl after bowl of cereal
for breakfast. She couldn't remember EVER being this hungry before. And before
long, she was eating cold cuts right out of the bag, not even bothering with
the formality of making a sandwich.

"Hmm..." said Buck after winning his tenth match in a row, "Maybe you need a
warm up. Hey, Lucy, come over here and arm wrestle your big brother."

"Oh come on, Dad!" protested Rudy, "I may be tired, but I'm not THAT tired!"

"Dad! You can't be serious!" protested Lucy as well, "Rudy's sixteen and I'm
only eleven! He'll murder me!"

"Come on!" her father demanded.

"Don't argue with your father, kids!" came their mom from the next room. And
so, Lucy sat down and clasped hands with her brother.

Rudy grunted and strained. He clenched his teeth and started snorting out his
nose. It took Lucy a second to realize that he'd already started. She didn't
even try to move his arm back, she just looked on in amazement as her big
brother couldn't even BUDGE her arm an inch.

"Hey Rude," she laughed, "Ready to go yet?"

"What's goin' on here?" demanded Buck. "Come on already!"

"I'm... trying... Dad...!" said Rudy, his whole head turning bright red from
the effort.

Lucy smiled as she effortlessly pushed his arm down. She giggled as she slowly
and deliberately drew the moment out.

"Gee whiz!" she exclaimed, "I knew you were a wimp, Rudy. But this is
ridiculous!"

Rudy tried grabbing her hand with both of his and pushing with all of his
might. He started making headway, but that's when Lucy put some muscle into
it. She pushed back. And Rudy looked on in shock as he watched a soft, rounded
bicep rise out of his sister's arm. Before long, she pinned both his hands to
the table.

Buck threw his arms up in disgust!

"Just great!" he yelled, "Now I've got TWO girls!" He wandered out of the room
muttering something to himself about "using a larger dose next time."

As soon as their dad left, Rudy rubbed his sore arms. He turned to his sister
in amazement.

"Since when did you have muscles?" he asked her in amazement.

"Since now, I guess!" said Lucy giggling. She flexed her bicep and marveled at
the small firm bump that bulged off her young arm. Rudy leaned over and gave
it a squeeze.

"Wow!" he exclaimed, "That's really hard!"

Lucy tried flexing her other arm. There was a bulge there two, but not as big
as the one on her other arm.

"Must've been all of that arm wrestling." she said aloud. "Rudy? Let's try the
other side!"

Rudy nodded. He sat down and they tried arm wrestling with their other arms.
Just like before, Rudy couldn't budge it.

"Use both arms," Lucy said, "just like before."

And just like before, Rudy gave it everything he had. And just like before, he
watched as her other bicep began to rise up as well! Lucy pinned her brothers
arms down, and then flexed her larger bicep in awe.

Suddenly, she had a fun thought.

"Rudy," she said, "I want to try your weights!"

Upstairs, Rudy watched his little sister with awe and wonder. She packed
weight after weight onto bars and dumbbells. With every weight she lifted, her
body swelled more and more. Her arms plumped up and up into firm round
muscles. Her chest expanded, stretching her hello kitty shirt tight and
taught. Her legs ballooned out under her plaid skirt. Her back and shoulders
broadened, raising her shirt, revealing a tight little tummy.

Hearing the banging of the weights upstairs, Buck smiled for the first time
that day. Could it be that his boy had finally caught the "work-out bug"? Buck
was sure THAT would make a man out of him.

Lucy dropped the dumbbells she was using on the floor. She'd done enough for
today. Rudy looked at his sister in amazement. In a matter of moments she had
transformed into an muscle-bound power house! Her muscles were easily twice
the size of a trained gymnast her age! She was like an eleven year old
bodybuilder!

"What a rush!" she said while flexing her bulbous biceps.

"Can I?" asked Rudy, reaching out for a feel.

"Knock yourself out." she said giggling, "See what real muscles feel like."

Under a smooth layer of baby fat, Rudy could feel solid meaty bundles of
muscle.

"This is amazing!" he gasped, "You're like some kind of superhero or
something!"

Lucy laughed. She grabbed Rudy by both sides of his waist. With a quick jerk
she lifted her brother over her head and began pressing him up and down for a
number of reps.

"I am Super Lucy!" she chuckled!

TO BE CONTINUED