REVELATION DAY - Part I - Missy's Discovery
by BeegBoy
Missy makes an amazing discovery
Update: 03/02/1998 to misc3



Missy makes an amazing discovery that changes her 
relationship with her big brother and boys in general.
She and her friends begin to explore and experiment with 
their newly discovered prowess.

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Missy looked up at the ceiling with a contented, lazy smile 
on her face.  She loved the bed she was laying on - it was 
so big and comfortable.  It had a queen-size mattress with 
big, puffy pillows; much unlike her own "baby bed".  Missy's 
bed wasn't even a twin, but little more than a crib without 
bars on it.  True, she was only 10 years old, but she felt 
entitled to a bed like the one she was laying on - her 
brother Eric's bed.  Eric was given everything because he 
was the oldest in the family, being 21 and attending a local 
college where he was captain of the football team.  Missy 
and her sister MaryAnn (13) had to settle for second and 
third place.

But for now, Missy was enjoying the bed too much to feel 
angry.  It was sure nice of Eric to share it without 
complaining.  She looked at her older brother and giggled, 
no; he wasn't complaining at all.  Eric couldn't waste time 
complaining, he was too busy trying to free himself.  He 
could call out for help, but it would be too embarrassing to 
have their parents find him this way.  He struggled without 
success to free himself and his mind reeled with disbelief 
at his situation.  His mind went back to how it had all 
started..........

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Eric had come home after school and sat down on the bed to 
change from shoes to sneakers when he heard a yawn behind 
him.  He turned to discover little Missy, who'd been napping 
on his bed.  He hadn't seen her due to the bunched-up 
comforter.  Eric was a 6 foot, 200 pound Adonis; tanned, 
trim and muscular with blonde hair and blue eyes.  He was 
also more than a little conceited about his looks and 
athletic prowess.  He looked down at Missy, his 4 foot 5 
inch 75 pound sister.  She had green eyes and long, light 
brown hair in pigtails.  She still had enough baby fat to 
give her a slightly chubby appearance.  Eric's temper rose 
the moment he realized she was in his room again. 

"Get off my bed!!!" he said angrily, "and stay out of my 
room!!"  That was another thing that really made Missy 
angry.  Eric had his own room while she and MaryAnn had to 
share one.  
"Oh, don't be so mean", Missy retorted, I was only taking a 
nap."
"OK, pipsqueak, let's see what mom says about this", Eric 
said with a nasty sneer.

This caused Missy to panic.  Her mother had always strictly 
ordered her and MaryAnn to stay out of his room and she was 
afraid of being punished for disobeying.  Eric started to 
get up, so Missy reacted instinctively and wrapped her legs 
around his trim, muscular waist.  Eric was momentarily 
caught off guard and fell back onto the bed in his sitting 
position.  He put his hands on Missy's small calves and 
began pulling them apart - or at least he tried to pull them 
apart.  To his amazement, Eric found he couldn't budge his 
baby sister's legs an inch, much less force them off his 
waist!  Missy was equally surprised.  She felt the pressure 
her powerful older brother was applying to her legs, but 
found she was able to apply enough force to overcome it.  
Eric's biceps rose into large balls as he increased his 
efforts to free himself, but Missy easily matched his power 
with her young legs.  Finally, Eric simply gave up and 
decided to get up and carry Missy out of the room just as 
they were, and he again started to rise off the bed.

Realizing his intent, Missy reached over her head and 
grabbed the headboard with her hands and Eric again fell 
backwards onto the bed.  He could carry her easily, but not 
if she was dragging the bed behind her.  He tried to rise 
several times with rapid, jumping starts - but Missy's grip 
on the headboard held firm.  This realization further 
bewildered the powerful young man.  His little sister's legs 
had proven to be surprisingly strong, but now her arms were 
demonstrating an unbelievable amount of strength as she 
continued to grip the headboard so firmly that his efforts 
to yank her loose were totally in vain.

Missy was equally surprised by this turn of events, but, 
unlike her brother, she was also tremendously delighted.  
She barely stood as tall as Eric's elbow and easily weighed 
over 100 pounds less than him, but for the moment she had 
her older brother totally under her control and completely 
out-muscled.  But perhaps the biggest surprise of all to 
Missy was her realization that she still had power to spare 
- entrapping and holding Eric was requiring only a portion 
of her physical strength, and a small portion at that!

Eric reached back and grabbed her forearms in his hands and 
gave a tremendous, forceful yank with all his strength; but 
Missy's grip on the headboard was totally unaffected, it 
held tight.  Several more times Eric pulled with all his 
might but it brought him no closer to freedom.  Slowly, his 
mind confronted an impossible but undeniable reality:         
Missy's arms were stronger than his!  NO!  That was 
impossible!!  There had to be another explanation.  She 
probably had some degree of leverage he couldn't see because 
she was behind his back.  He couldn't turn his neck far 
enough to see and her legs were locked too tightly around 
his waist to allow his body to turn.

Finally, Eric released her arms and sought another way to 
extradite himself from his embarrassing entrapment.  Their 
parents were home, but to call for help would simply be too 
humiliating.  There was no way he could acknowledge being 
overpowered by a 10 year old girl or allow witnesses to 
observe it.

Looking around the room, Eric spied his hockey stick.  If he 
could get that, he could force it between Missy's legs and 
use it as a wedge to force them apart.  He jumped forward 
and reached for the stick.  Missy observed his attempt and 
immediately understood her brother's intent.  Her reaction 
was based on simple wrestling instinct, and it was 
completely successful.  She pulled Eric back with her legs, 
causing him to just miss grabbing the hockey stick - he'd 
come so close that the stick moved when his fingers brushed 
against it.  As he fell back on the bed, Missy released her 
grip the headboard and reached her arms forward, gently 
grabbing her brother's arms just above the elbows.  Her eyes 
opened in surprise when she felt how large and hard her 
brother's biceps were as her small hands tightened their 
grip.

Eric realized she had released the headboard and again 
started to rise off the bed.  At the same time, Missy 
exerted effort to pull his arms behind his back.  It wasn't 
even a close contest:  Eric's arms began slowly moving 
backwards the instant Missy started pulling on them.  Unable 
to shake her hands off and get free of her grip, he 
desperately increased his resistance with only minimal 
effect, managing to only momentarily slow Missy's progress 
in forcing his arms back.  As his arms were forced back 
further, Eric lost his balance and again fell back on the 
bed.  Missy pulled his arms back until she was able to bend 
her own arms at the elbows and wrap them around his elbows, 
thereby securing a firm, pinning hold.  The 21 year old 
college student was now completely entrapped by his 10 year 
old sister.  Her legs remained locked around his waist and 
her small, chubby arms now encircled and completely 
imprisoned his large, muscular ones. 

Eric closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and gave a single, 
tremendous surge of effort to free his arms, but the child 
completely countered it by exerting only a minimal amount of 
extra power.  

Missy casually laid back on the bed, pulling Eric along with 
her despite his continued resistance.  She looked at the 
ceiling with a smile on her face.  This experience was so 
enlightening and educating.  She had simply always assumed 
Eric to be her superior by far, and would never have 
imagined she could challenge his physical strength.  Was 
this situation an exception, or was this truly the way 
things were?  Was she average or unusually strong?  Or, was 
Eric actually a weakling?  Missy decided she wouldn't know 
for sure without further investigation.

She continued to ponder this, growing drowsy and, 
eventually, Missy actually fell asleep!  Nonetheless, she 
continued to maintain her hold and held her brother 
completely captured.  Eric actually heard her softly 
snoring, but whenever he made one of his many fruitless 
attempts to extradite himself from her hold, she countered 
his movements by instinct- even in her sleep - and held him 
securely pinned. 

The next thing she knew, Missy heard two sounds.  One was a 
voice saying, "What's going on here??"  The other was a 
muffled giggle.  Missy opened her eyes and saw her sister, 
MaryAnn, standing there with her girlfriend, Darlene.  
MaryAnn had asked the question, Darlene had done the 
giggling.  Both girls were staring at the scene before them 
with total disbelief.  Eric was beet-red from exhaustion, 
embarrassment, or both.  Missy looked at the clock on the 
nightstand and realized she had slept nearly two hours - and 
held Eric captive the entire time!!

MaryAnn and Darlene had been walking down the hall to the 
other bedroom and had been attracted by Eric's grunts as he 
struggled.  Both girls were totally amazed by what they were 
seeing, not to mention totally amused.  Missy casually 
explained what had occurred while Eric continued trying to 
free himself.  MaryAnn's face broke into a broad grin and 
Darlene, age 12, began to laugh hysterically.

"SHHH!!!", not so loud, cautioned Missy, "we don't want to 
attract mom and dad!"
"Sorry", Darlene whispered, still muffling her laugh, "but 

this is just so cool; big, tough Eric is really a big, puny 
wimp!!"
"You've got him?", MaryAnn stammered, "I mean, you've 
actually got him - he really can't get away?!?!"
"Take a look", Missy giggled, "does he look like he's 
pretending?"

MaryAnn's grin widened even more.  It was clear to see that 
Eric was using every ounce of strength he had to escape from 
Missy.  It was equally clear that he was unable to do so.

"My God, Missy, how'd you get so strong?", Darlene asked.
"That's a good question", Missy said, "but I'm not so sure I 
am.  Before today, I've never actually tested my physical 
strength against anyone, much less Eric.  Maybe I'm very 
strong or maybe he's very weak - or maybe it isn't either 
one, maybe this is the norm".

"The norm!?!", said MaryAnn, "you can't be serious, we're 
just girls".
"So what!!", Missy replied, "have you ever tried before - I 
mean really tried?  Three hours ago I was certain Eric was 
100 times stronger than me - and look at us now!".

Both girls again turned their eyes towards Eric, as as they 
did Missy released his arms and waist and used her legs to 
propel him forward off the bed.  He didn't stop until he hit 
the wall, after which he stood there looking dazed.  Slowly 
he turned and left the room without even looking back at the 
girls.

"You let him go", exclaimed MaryAnn, "now he'll tell mom and 
dad!"
"Tell them what?", Missy retorted, "that he spent the last 
few hours upstairs being out-muscled and out-wrestled by his 
10 year old kid sister?  Get real, MaryAnn, he's too 
embarrassed to say anything!!"
"Missy's right", Darlene added, "Eric's too ashamed to ever 
tell anybody about this!".

"Well, yeah, I guess so", MaryAnn agreed, "but what about 
the other thing you said Missy, do you really think Darlene 
and I could be that strong, too?".
"Who knows?", Missy replied, "like I said, this may just be 
the norm.  The only way to be sure is with further 
investigation and experimentation.  In other words, let's 
all go out and give it a try!!".

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END

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