REVELATION DAY - Part III     New Horizons - Darlene
by BeegBoy
Following Missy's example, Darlene steps up to the plate to promote girl power.

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Darlene, meanwhile, had found her own potential testing ground; a
house a few blocks over where two college guys were showing their
girlfriends how to change a flat tire so they'd never get
stranded.  Darlene recognized the two as Paul, 19, and David, 20,
both of them collegiate jocks and therefore prime test subjects.

As she approached, Darlene heard Paul talking to his girlfriend,
Amy...........

"No babe, it still isn't tight enough!" Paul exclaimed, "you
won't get two blocks on this tire with such loose lug nuts!"
"Hi", Darlene asked as she walked up, "What's going on?"
"Oh, hi Darlene", Paul responded, "we're trying to teach the
girls to change a flat tire, but it looks pretty hopeless."
"Totally hopeless!" David added humorously, "these chicks just
can't get the knack of it."
"Hey, don't call me chick", said Cheryl, David's girlfriend, in
mock anger, "I am woman!!"
"Yeah right", Paul returned, "but 'woman' can't tighten a wheel
properly.  Come on, Amy, try again!'
"What's wrong?" Darlene asked, her curiosity and sense of
challenge rising, "what do you mean by tighten the wheel?"
"Well you see", Paul explained, "these lug nuts hold the tire on
a car, and if they aren't tight enough they can loosen up while
you're driving and could even fall off - so putting them on tight
is very important."
"You know, Paul, women probably just don't have enough strength
to do it", David observed, "we're probably just wasting our
time."
"Sounds OK to me", Cheryl laughed, "I'll just call Triple-A!"

As the group was talking, Darlene picked up the lug wrench and
twisted each of the nuts on the tire until they felt firm to the
hub, then she added an extra half twist to tighten them even
more.

"How's that?" she asked Paul, handing the wrench back to him,
"tight enough?"
"Well, let's see", Paul laughed, smiling at the little 12
year-old girl.

Paul turned the wrench in the opposite direction with moderate
effort to loosen a nut, but much to his surprise it held firm.

"Unreal", he laughed, "hey you two", Paul said to Amy and Cheryl,
"this kid tightened the lug nuts better than either of you two
could!" "Better than you, anyway!" Darlene quickly added.

Paul looked at Darlene, snickered, and put additional effort into
loosening the nut on the tire.  To his amazement, it still didn't
budge.  He tried again, this time with a low grunt escaping from
his lips, but still the nut refused to move.  At this point Amy
noticed his efforts.

"Stop fooling around, Paul, take the tire off and I'll try
again."
"Oh, he isn't fooling", Darlene volunteered, "he just can't do
it!!"

Now David and Cheryl also turned their attention to Paul.  He
gave up on the first nut and moved the wrench to one of the
others, but with no greater success.  He strained until his
muscles bulged, but all of the lug nuts stayed stubbornly in
place despite the force exerted by the 5'  9", 180 pound man.

"Damn it, Darlene", Paul shouted, "you put the nuts on wrong and
stripped them.  Now it'll take a machine shop to get them off!!" 
With disgust, he flung the lug wrench down.

Without saying a word, Darlene quickly picked up the wrench and,
putting it on the tire, loosened the first nut easily.  Paul saw
it, but he couldn't believe it.

"There's nothing wrong, Paul",  Darlene smiled, "I just made them
good and tight like you said."
"Gimme that wrench", Paul muttered, taking the tool from Darlene.
He placed it on a second nut and again tried to loosen it and
again was unsuccessful, even though he strained with all his
strength.  Darlene reached over and grabbed the wrench, gently
brushing his hands away.  With a casual effort, she twisted the
wrench and loosened the nut and, with an equally casual effort,
re-tightened it.

"See, Paul", she giggled, "it's really very easy!!"
Stunned, Paul again took hold of the wrench and found he was
unable to budge the nut - the very same nut little Darlene had
just loosened and re-tightened right in front of him!!  Amy and
Cheryl began to giggle at the situation, both of them still
certain this was just some kind of fluke.  David, sure of the
same thing, couldn't suppress a small, amused grin himself.

"You're gettin' old!!" David said jokingly, looking at Paul's red
face.
"No he isn't", Darlene said matter-of-factly, "I'm just stronger
than he is."

This caused a moment of stunned silence from the group, followed
by laughter from everyone, including Paul.   Before them stood a
12 year-old girl with delusions of grandeur, who, at 4'  8" and
90 lbs., had just declared herself to be stronger than an athletic 
male of 19 who was twice her weight and stood over a
foot taller.  

Ignoring their laughter, Darlene again took the wrench and
removed all the lug nuts from the tire and handed both nuts and
wrench back to Paul.  
"Go ahead", she said with a smile, "put them back on as tightly
as you possibly can."
"OK 'Wonder Woman'!" Paul sneered, "I'll play your little game."

Paul placed the nuts on the tire and tightened them to the hub,
then went around again, making them super tight with both his
powerful arms.  He stood up confidently and offered Darlene the
wrench.  She accepted the tool quietly, placed it on the first
nut and started trying, without success, to free it.  She
strained and grunted but the lug nut didn't move.

"Well", Paul declared proudly, "I guess that proves I....."
"Just kidding!!" Darlene called out brightly.  As Paul and the
others watched, she easily loosened the first nut and moved on to
the second.  She placed the wrench on the nut and, smiling at
Paul, removed her left hand from the wrench and slid her right
hand over to the wrench's cross center.  Then, with just the one 
hand, she casually loosened the nut he had used both arms to
tighten.  She continued until all the lug nuts had again been
removed from the tire.

"Like I said", she addressed the group, "I'm stronger than he is,
plain and simple."
But this time no one was laughing.  Paul's face was beet red with
embarrassment - this just wasn't possible!

"NO WAY!" Paul shouted, "this still has to be some sort of a
fluke - you're just a 12 year-old kid, and a girl to boot!!" 
"Let me get this straight", Cheryl asked Darlene, "you actually
think you're stronger than any of us?  You, a little girl?"
"Oh, certainly not any of you", Darlene quickly replied, "You and
Amy are older and bigger than me, and no doubt stronger.  I'm
only talking about Paul and David - they're the ones I'm stronger
than because they're guys, and no matter what the size or age
difference is, girls are always stronger than guys."  Darlene
realized she was new to these experiences (and they thrilled
her), but her easy victory over Paul and Missy's conquest 
of Eric were fresh in her mind and her new found confidence in
her physical superiority was growing rapidly.

"What!!?" David exclaimed, "you're telling us you're stronger
than me but not stronger than Cheryl??  That would mean she's
stronger than me - and that's as ridiculous as you thinking you
are!!"
"I have to agree", Cheryl added in a shocked voice, "David here
is much, much stronger than I am."
"Are you sure?" Darlene challenged, "are you absolutely certain? 
Have you ever tested yourself against him?" 
"Of course not", Cheryl replied, "just look at David.  He's 10
inches taller and 60 pounds heavier than me, his superiority is
obvious."
But Darlene could see in Cheryl's face that she was at least
contemplating the possibility; now was the time to reinforce the
lesson.
"Height and weight doesn't represent strength", Darlene replied,
"just watch this."

Darlene walked over to the back of the car and placed her right
elbow on the trunk with her hand open and extended, "Come on,
David, let's arm-wrestle!"
David looked stunned for a moment, then exploded in laughter. 
The 20 year-old man, who stood 5' 11" and weighed in at a solid
200 pounds, was being challenged to a test of strength by a 90
pound girl he towered over by well over a foot!  Still grinning,
he stood up, walked over to the car and looked down at the petite
girl.  He looked back over his shoulder at Cheryl, Amy, and Paul,
shrugged, and then turned his attention back to Darlene.

"Well gee, I dunno about this", David spoke as Amy and Cheryl
giggled, "I've only got 110 pounds and 15 inches on you, so I'll
really have to go all out!!!"  The other girls continued
giggling, but Paul just watched quietly as he noticed the
determined look on little Darlene's face.
"Save your laughter", Darlene retorted, "you're gonna need a
sense of humor when this is over."
A bit disturbed by her words and haughty attitude, David leaned
over, placed his elbow on the trunk and gently took Darlene's
hand in his.  He had no desire to hurt the child, and no need (he
felt) to prove himself stronger than her.  He hoped that
accepting her challenge in a grim, serious manner would
intimidate her into backing down, but it didn't.  In fact, she
tightened her grip on his hand with a strength he found quite 
surprising for a girl so small.

"Somebody call it!" David shouted back at the others.
Amy looked at the others, shrugged, and called out,
"uh...oh....OK...go!"

Their arms tensed, but David didn't exert any serious pressure
for fear of hurting Darlene.  He simply kept his arm at the high
noon position and initially held her off with ease.  Darlene
realized he wasn't really trying and it angered her that he was
dismissing her challenge in such a way.  She decided it was time
to prove to him that this 'little girl' was no pushover.  Slowly,
ever so slowly, she began to increase pressure on his arm.

David continued to hold her at a draw, but he was beginning to
realize it was requiring him to steadily increase his resistance
against her.  He was truly amazed at the amount of force
Darlene's arm was producing, but still considered her no serious
competition.  He decided to gently pin her arm and be done 
with it.  He started increasing his effort, and forced her hand
several inches downwards.

Darlene looked up, smiled, and casually counter matched his
increased strength output, and in the process she effortlessly
forced his arm back up to the starting position.  David looked at
her and gasped as their eyes met and locked.  He couldn't believe
Darlene's level of strength.  Even with a hint of bulging biceps,
her upper arm was barely the size of his wrist, yet she had
forced his back up to a stand off position!!

Paul continued to watch, as did Amy and Cheryl, both of whom had
suddenly become very quiet.  Embarrassed that the match had
lasted even this long, David rapidly accelerated his drive to
force Darlene's arm down.  He gave a large surge of effort,
though not with full strength, and his mouth literally dropped 
open when it failed to even move Darlene's arm.  He tried again
and again it still had no visible affect on the girl.   Even
worse, when he looked at her, Darlene's face was calm, relaxed
and confident, whereas his own face was now contorted with the
increased effort he was putting forth.   Finally, David gave it
his all and put every ounce of strength he had into another
attempt to pin her arm, if she got hurt it would serve the cocky 
little bitch right!!

This managed to move Darlene's arm down about three inches before
she increased her resistance and stopped his progress cold. 
Their eyes locked again as she looked up at David and serenely
blew him a kiss with her free hand.  Then, Darlene slowly started
a verbal countdown.

"Ten...nine...eight..", she began while forcing his arm back to
the starting position, "...seven...six...five...", she continued
as she steadily forced his arm down to the trunk surface,
"...four...three....two..", as she forced his arm down lower and
lower with casual ease, it almost appearing as if he wasn't even 
resisting her!!  Then she patted his cheek saying, "Nighty-night
David", and exclaimed, "...ONE...!!!" as she slammed his hand
down hard on the car trunk with a very satisfying 'thump'.
 
David pulled his hand loose and stepped back from the car.  He
muttered to himself in disbelief as he stared at little Darlene,
all the while shaking and massaging his right hand to get the
feeling back - her grip had been like a vise!!   Amy and Cheryl
gasped at what they'd just witnessed and Paul felt the small
satisfaction of no longer being alone in this whole humiliating
situation.
    
"Looks like you're getting' old, too!" Paul said sarcastically,
returning David's prior joke at his expense, "can't you even hold
your own against a kid - a little girl!?!"
"No, no, no", David stammered, "it was a fluke, just like with
you.  Look!!  There's grease on the trunk surface and my elbow
slipped, that's all!"
"MY GOD, DAVID", Cheryl exclaimed, "she's just a child - a little
child, and you're making up excuses?!"
"It was my stance, I was off balance!" he said, clearly
flustered, "and the surface was slippery!!!" 
"Oh really?" Darlene piped in as she put her arm back up, "wanna
try again?"
"Look!" David shot back, "I don't have anymore time to waste
'playing' with you, just go home!"
"David?" Cheryl spoke up again questioningly; "are you afraid to
try her again?"
"Of course not!" he shot back, "What do you want me to do?  Go
all out and break her arm?  Is that what you want?  Cheryl, do
you really think this kid is stronger than me?!  Can you actually
believe that!?!"
"No, that's just not possible", Cheryl quietly agreed, but she
and Amy exchanged doubtful glances.  They knew what they'd both
seen, but both still believed there had to be some other logical
explanation.

Darlene realized she had to take immediate action to reassert her
position and prove that she, Cheryl, and Amy truly represented
the physically stronger sex.  She was fairly confident that Paul
and David were aware of it now, but she also knew they'd never
admit it to their girlfriends or to her; they probably still
wouldn't admit it to themselves.  All the better, Darlene
thought, it'll be more fun to shove the proof in their arrogant, 
macho faces right in front of their girlfriends!!

Walking over to the yard fence, Darlene grabbed a piece of
clothesline rope off a hook and tossed one end over to David, who
instinctively grabbed it.  She let out about twenty feet of rope
until she was standing at the opposite side of the driveway.

"Paul, why don't you join David over there", Darlene chirped,
"and then we'll have ourselves a friendly little tug-o-war."
"Watch this ladies", David said to Amy and Cheryl, "this kid is
gonna be 'Supergirl', 'cause we're gonna make her fly through the
air!!  Come on Paul, let's have some fun!"
"Stop it David!" Amy pleaded, still believing Darlene couldn't
possibly match his strength, "you're going to hurt her!"
"Oh, don't worry about me!" Darlene beamed, "nothing's gonna get
hurt except for two over-inflated male egos!!"  
  
David took up the rope with a look of complete confidence on his
face, still totally convinced that his loss to the little girl
was a fluke, just 'one of those things'.  Although he couldn't
explain what had happened, he simply 'knew' she couldn't be
stronger than he was - or at least he refused to accept it. 
Paul, on the other hand, didn't look quite so sure (especially
after the incident with the lug nuts on the tire).  

Darlene and the two men pulled up on the slack until the rope was
taut between them, then she looked at them and smiled, saying,
"Whenever you two are ready." ™David and Paul gently tugged on 
the rope with minimal effort,
playing along with Darlene.  She surely couldn't compete with
their combined strength - or so they thought.  She soon realized
they weren't really trying and decided it would be necessary to
force the issue.  The rope was still taut, so she reached one arm
forward about a foot and grabbed it, then pulled it back in a
smooth, steady motion using just the one arm.  David and Paul's
faces changed from tentative confidence to shock as they both
stumbled forward the same distance.  Another gasp of surprise was
heard from where Amy and Cheryl sat.  Darlene felt her confidence
growing even stronger and her grin getting even wider - this was
going to be a piece of cake!!!

Both men planted their feet firmly on the ground to entrench
their position and tensed their bodies.  They were convinced she
had somehow caught them off guard and were determined not to let
her do it again.  Much to Darlene's disappointment, however, they
still weren't really trying to pull her over, so she took the 
initiative again.  This time she leaned over and grabbed the rope
at a point over two feet forward from where her hands had been. 
Then, without moving her feet at all, she simply straightened up
while casually bending her arms up to her chest.

As Darlene did this, David and Paul were both pulled forward
another several feet, in spite of the fact that they had both
anticipated her actions and leaned backwards on the rope with
their combined weight.  Amy and Cheryl rose to their feet as they
watched the contest with disbelief and curiosity.  Darlene had
easily stood her ground, whereas their jock boyfriends had lost
close to five feet - the advantage clearly appeared to be with
the little girl, but the older girls still couldn't accept what
their eyes were showing them.

Darlene had pulled the men nearly one third of the way towards
her with an ease even she found surprising.  She was now already
certain she was stronger than David and Paul combined, and
figured she could likely handle another three or four just like
them on the other end of the rope.  She continued to stand her
ground as the men dug in and finally started pulling in full
earnest, determined to retake the ground they had lost.  
David's face was contorted in strain and effort as he pulled
fruitlessly on the rope.  Behind him, Paul wore the same
expression and was leaning back in a series of jerking motions
trying to add his weight advantage to the equation.  But it was
all wasted effort as little Darlene simply held her end of the
rope and looked over at them with a relaxed, amused expression on
her young face.  To compound their embarrassment she bent her
left arm at a right angle and removed her right hand from the
rope completely.  She continued to hold her ground as the two men
pulled and yanked the rope with all the combined strength they
could muster, but not only did they fail to pull Darlene forward
- they couldn't even force her arm to straighten!  She stood
there almost casually with her right hand akimbo on her waist and
her bent left arm holding the rope up to her chest, effortlessly
overcoming David and Paul's force.

"And by the way, guys", Darlene called out, "I'm right handed, so
this is my weak arm!!"
"This is silly, you two, stop fooling around!" Amy laughed, "just
yank her over and finish it - but don't hurt her, remember she's
just a kid".
"Amy", Cheryl started slowly, "I don't think they're faking -
take a good look at their faces!"

Amy had been studying Darlene, but now she looked towards the men
and immediately understood what Cheryl was talking about.  David
and Paul were both drenched in sweat and their faces were turning
deep crimson with desperate effort - but they absolutely couldn't
budge the small girl so much as an inch.  Suddenly, Darlene
grasped the rope by extending her right arm and released it with
her left.  She grinned, curled her right arm to her chest, and
pulled both men forward another two feet so easily it would have 
seemed they weren't even resisting had it not been for their
struggling appearance.

"Well", Darlene admitted, "this is my right arm, which is
stronger, but either one of my arms is more than a match for you
two wimps!!"
"Come on, David, pull!!" Cheryl exclaimed with disgust rising in
her voice, "you're losing a test of strength to her again - a 12
year-old girl - and this time there's no grease to 'slip' on!!"
"My God, Cheryl", Amy added in a low, stunned voice, "we've been
dating a pair of weaklings!!"

"That's not necessarily so", Darlene quipped, "David and Paul
may, in fact, be very strong, but that's not the point.  No
matter how strong they may be, we're still stronger - that's the
point!"
"We're stronger?" Amy asked Darlene, impressed that the small
girl's voice betrayed no strain or stress as she continued her
tug-o-war against the two men, "you mean, this isn't just you??"
"Of course not", Darlene answered, "that's what I've been trying
to prove to you both.  We're ALL stronger than them!!!"
"Really?" Cheryl questioned, a small, devilish grin starting to
grow on her pretty face, "I still can't fully believe that, but
I've got nothing to lose by trying!!"

Cheryl stepped forward and, after a brief, timid hesitation,
extended her hand towards Darlene, who smiled and handed her the
rope.  Caught off guard when Darlene released the rope, Cheryl's
arm was momentarily pulled out straight by the combined force of
David and Paul pulling on it, but Cheryl herself held her ground 
and didn't move.  The 5' 1", 18 year-old girl was a petite but
solid 140 pounds, or, as David liked to call her, femininely 
'full-figured'.  David was about to learn that feminine padding
was in fact a hidden source of feminine force!  As she continued
to hold her position, Cheryl's eyes widened in delighted
disbelief as she slowly and deliberately curled her arm the way
Darlene had, and easily pulled the two men forward again.

"Amy, this is incredible", she laughed, "you've got to try it,
too!!  I fell like I'm having a tug-o-war with a pair of 2
year-olds.  David and Paul again yanked on the rope with all
their combined might while throwing their total weight backwards,
but it had no effect on Cheryl at all.  She just stood there
calmly, holding the rope with her sturdy, powerful arm curled up
to her chest displaying a slight, solid bulge of feminine biceps,
her other arm hanging at her side.  She was fully relaxed, using
only a portion of her strength to overcome the power of both men. 
She had always considered herself somewhat strong for a girl, but
never imagined she was actually this powerful.  Little Darlene
had certainly opened her eyes.

Amy now stepped forward.  At 5' 3", the 17 year-old was taller
than Cheryl, but her 115 pound body was much leaner and she
considered herself something of a wimp.  She looked from Cheryl
to the two struggling men and back - still not certain she could
believe what she was seeing or that she could match Cheryl and 
Darlene's performance.  But finally she just shrugged and, like
Cheryl, decided to take a shot at it.

Amy placed her hand on the rope and grasped it tightly, braced
herself, and nodded to Cheryl, who then released it.  Amy braced
again in expectation of the surge of power she was sure she'd
fell from David and Paul pulling on the rope, but it was nowhere
as strong a force as she had expected.  Amy stood solid, neither 
her body, nor her slender (but apparently very strong) arm were
in any way seriously challenged by the combined efforts of the
men to defeat her.  She gently tugged at the rope; she tugged it
so gently she let out a gasp of genuine surprise when it caused
David and Paul to again stumble forward towards her.  The men 
had now been pulled over two-thirds of the way towards where the
three girls stood, well past the halfway point of defeat.

"Fantastic", Amy said aloud, "absolutely fantastic, Cheryl, we
really are stronger - I wonder how long this has been true?"
"A lot longer than you think", boasted Darlene, as she took the
rope back from Amy, "but we're just now finding out about it, or
at least our generation's just now finding out about it.  Well, I
have to be going, so I'll turn these two losers back over to you
and Cheryl".

Darlene had Amy and Cheryl stand behind her.  Then, she gripped
the rope tighter and yanked back on it, again using only her
weaker left arm.  David and Paul grunted as they were both pulled
forward like a pair of rag dolls, their resistance easily negated
by the force Darlene exerted.  They released the rope, but the 
momentum of Darlene's yank sent them flying past her into the
waiting arms of their girlfriends.  Amy simply draped her strong,
slender arms casually around Paul, pinning his arms to his sides
as she trapped him in a secure, face-to-face bear hug.  He
started to struggle at once, but in Amy's firm grip he was
helpless as a child.  Grinning an evil grin, Amy used her knee to
gently massage his groin area, filling Paul with an intense 
desire to embrace her, but her strong, slim arms kept his own
muscular arms trapped tightly against his sides.  Ironically,
little Darlene didn't truly grasp the significance of what Amy
was doing, she simply enjoyed seeing the large guy completely
overpowered by his smaller girlfriend.

Cheryl grabbed David as he stumbled forward into her, but she
followed a different path of entrapment.  She twirled him around,
took hold of his arms from behind, and with minimal effort forced
them backwards, at which point she wrapped one of her arms around
both of his and held them fast.  With her free hand, Cheryl 
began to tickle and poke David's body, and David was very
ticklish.  Soon, he was nearly crying as Cheryl poked her fingers
up and down his trunk and thighs.  He fought feverishly to free
himself, but his valiant attempts to escape using all the
remaining muscle power of his two arms was feeble compared to the
phenomenal strength of the single, stout arm Cheryl was using to
hold him captive.  So often in the past David had held her down
and tickled her mercilessly and she'd never even considered
fighting back, thinking she had no chance to fend off her
powerful boyfriend.  Now it was payback time, and she was going
to enjoy collecting every cent!!

"Bye", Darlene called over her shoulder as she departed, "have
fun!!"
"Oh, we will", Cheryl called back, "and we'll spread the word,
too - our other girlfriends will love finding out about this!!!"

Darlene allowed herself one more glance back, and she saw Cheryl
and Amy dragging the two helpless men into the house, no doubt
for some more 'fun and games'.  Missy and MaryAnn were gonna flip
when she told them of her experience!!!

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Next:  Part IV: Missy in the Gym