ZAPPED
by GG
Sara becomes a superwoman

Duncan phoned while I was in the middle of a hard early 
morning workout in my home gym. He'd loaded up the 4x4 and 
could be round in an hour. I told him to make it two. I 
finished off and admired my 6'2" 180 lb blonde sun tanned 
goddess body in the full-length mirror. I always liked to 
look at myself when I was pumped up. It was my little reward 
for the hard work. After showering I pulled on some jeans,  
a check shirt and the heavy calf length lumberjack-type 
boots I had bought specially for this trip to the mountains. 
I glanced at myself in the bedroom mirror as I buckled a 
heavy leather belt. Wow! At least I look the part! 

Duncan was the outdoor expert though. He had been up to this 
lake quite a few times. There were a few log cabins you 
could rent, and nothing around for miles. You had to take 
everything with you - food, drink, bedding, etc. Lucky his 
4x4 could take quite a bit of gear. I had one grip with my 
stuff in - we were only going for a week.

He blasted the horn as he pulled up. I let him in and when 
he saw me a broad grin flashed on his face.

'Hey! Desperate Dan!'

I gave him one of my withering looks. He was around six 
foot, 160 lb, slim and athletic but not a bodybuilder. The 
thick soles of the boots added to my height and I towered 
over him, menacingly, with my hands on my hips. He put his 
hands up as if I was pointing a gun.

'OK. OK. Sara. I like!  Very nice.  I'm glad to see you are 
taking this seriously. You look great!'

'Good!'  I said, flatly, and greeted him the way I like to 
when nobody was looking - that is, I grabbed him under the 
armpits, lifted him off the floor, kissed him and put him 
down again. He was used to it now, but the first time I did 
it he freaked out! We had been good friends for about six 
months, but the sex thing hadn't happened. He knew about my 
bisexual leanings but I guess he was hopeful that something 
might happen on this trip. When I told him I was into women 
he told me he was into boots! I confessed I liked boots too 
- and leather - we got on quite well after that. If I 
checked the luggage I knew I would find a bumper pack of 
condoms. 

I dozed most of the time while he drove for what must have 
been five or six hours. I was jolted awake as we went over a 
pothole in a dirt track.  

'Wow! Look at that scenery! Why didn't you wake me earlier? 
' I snapped.

Miles and miles of pine clad slopes. Distant snow covered 
peaks; a vivid blue lake to the left. It was breathtaking!

' Bout half an hour to go. Just up here we round a bend and 
you can see our lake.' He dropped a gear as we hit a small 
incline.'

The log cabin was something out of a movie set, authentic 
looking - with a stone chimney. The windows were shuttered 
and the door was secured with a huge padlock. Duncan fiddled 
with the key.

'Shit!' He said, and kicked the door. 'Looks like they sent 
us the wrong key! Wait here.' He walked over to the other 
cabin, which was about fifty yards away and tried the key 
there.

'No joy.' He shouted on the way back. ' I reckon they've got 
new padlocks and sent me the old key. I recognise it from 
last year.'


Why don't you phone them on the mobile and get them out 
here?' I asked.

He laughed. 'The mobile might work from the top of that 
ridge, city girl. And that's an hour's drive. Then it's 
another five hours if they want to send someone. I guess 
I'll get the crowbar out and have a go at it.'

I grabbed the padlock and pulled it. It was new, but the 
metal loop in the door was fairly rusty and corroded. I put 
my boot against the log wall and heaved, twisting the lock, 
and I saw the loop bending.
Duncan burst out laughing again.

'Hey! Get real Sara! You haven't got a hope in ............'

The loop snapped with a loud 'ting' and I fell backwards off 
the porch onto the grass. I got up and handed the lock to 
him, grinning.

'Shall we go in?' I said coolly.

'Shit!' he said, staring stupidly at the padlock. 'I think 
you've been overdoing those workouts a tad!'

It took us an hour or so to unload and sort out the cabin. 
Then we went for a long walk, returning when it was almost 
dark. The new boots needed some breaking in, and they were 
hurting my feet quite a bit. I convinced Duncan that we 
would need to use both beds, and went out like a light as 
soon as my head hit the pillow. The air up here must do 
that.

It was around 3 AM when I first heard it. I looked at the 
luminous dial of my watch. A strange whirring noise - not 
like a car or boat or helicopter. Duncan was snoring like a 
buzz saw, and the noise wasn't anything like that either.  I 
decided not to wake him. I could take care of myself, and 
this needed investigating, since there was not supposed to 
be anything or anybody out here.

I put my jeans and shirt on, and pulled on the cowboy boots 
I had packed since my feet were still sore from the other 
boots. I took the powerful torch from the table and slipped 
outside. It was a moonless night and pitch black; that is 
except for an eerie reddish glow coming from behind the 
cabin. The whirring stopped suddenly as I went around the 
back.

'Jesus Christ!' I shouted, and dropped the torch in shock. 
It was just hovering there, about twenty feet off the 
ground! It was as big as a bus, sort of oblong, and had a 
reddish colour; it glowed like piece of coal in a fire.

'Duncan!' I screamed as loud as I could. 

Before I could shout again, a blinding beam of light came 
from the thing and lit up the whole cabin. My body began to 
tingle like I was getting lots of little electric shocks. 
Then the whirring started again, much louder than before, 
and it just shot off into the sky, disappearing over the 
ridge. I must have passed out because the next thing I knew, 
I was lying on the ground with Duncan shaking me furiously.

'What the hell's going on? Are you alright?' he shouted.

I groaned. 'Did you see it?'

'See what?' he replied. 'What are you doing out here?'

'The thing.' I snapped. 'The UFO or what ever it was. It 
zapped me.'


He looked at me as if I was mad. 'I heard you scream, and 
that's it' he snapped back. 'You don't go wandering around 
out here at night! This is a wildlife reserve. The animals 
that come down to the lake to drink aren't your average 
domestic pets.'

He helped me inside. I was really groggy and slumped myself 
down in the old armchair. I let him pull my boots off, and 
repeated the story. He didn't believe me. I felt as if I had 
double jet lag combined with a
mega hangover so I wasn't going to argue and just got into 
bed, promising him that I wouldn't go outside again, and 
reassuring him that I was OK.

When I came to, my watch still said 3 o'clock. I called out 
to Duncan who came in from the porch, fiddling with the 
torch. It didn't seem to work.

'Hey, what time is it?'

'Around mid day. I let you sleep. I think you must have hit 
your head when you fell. How are you feeling?'

'Great!' I said. I had never felt better. 'I'm as hungry as 
a grisly bear!'

'Better than being eaten by one!' he said. 'Steaks and all 
the trimmings coming right up! Barbecue style! We have to 
eat the fresh food first. Then it's the cans and what we 
catch.' 

We sat out on the porch and I ate enough for both of us then 
got some canned burgers out to cook after that.  Duncan 
commented on my amazing appetite.

'I feel just fantastic! This mountain air suits me. You 
might be in luck later on!' I said giving him a wink. I was 
feeling unbelievably horny too! At this he came over and 
kissed me. I let him push his tongue into my mouth for a few 
seconds and then grabbed his shoulder to shove him off. He 
screamed terribly, giving me a shock. Then he stumbled 
backwards, clutching his shoulder as if he had been stabbed 
or shot.

'Don't be so silly!' I laughed; but he didn't seem to be 
play-acting.

'I know you're strong.' He hissed. 'No need to prove it like 
that. I don't mind admitting that hurt like hell! Even small 
injuries can be serious out here.'

I was confused. I had just pushed him gently away! I decided 
he was making fun and just shrugged. 
My body felt as hard and pumped as I had ever known, and I 
realised that I had put the lumberjack boots on. They didn't 
hurt my feet a bit!

'Lets go for another walk.' I said. 'A long one!' I was 
bursting with energy. 

We set off along the edge of the lake and some way up, 
Duncan picked up a small rock and flung it as far as he 
could into the lake. 'We'll do some fishing later on.'

The rock flew about thirty yards and splashed into the 
water.

'Ha. You wouldn't make the major league!' I joked, picking 
up a rock about six inches across. It must have weighed 
fifteen pounds. I threw it. It seemed to go half way across 
the lake. I was as surprised as he was. It made a huge 
splash about two hundred yards away. Duncan stood with his 
jaw hanging open. 

'I don't believe that!' He muttered. 'I saw it but I don't 
believe it! How did you do that?'

I shrugged again. I did seem to be charged up today. My body 
felt like steel! Something made my pick up another rock. I 
squeezed it, meaning to feel my forearm as I tensed up. 
There was a loud crack. The rock had fractured! Duncan 
stared at it, transfixed. I squeezed again, harder. It felt 
like crushing a sponge! The rock just disintegrated in my 
hand.

I looked at the crumbled fragments and something seemed to 
click in my head.

'We're going back.' I said coldly, and walked off to the 
cabin. I had forgotten about the walk, and for some reason 
knew I had to get back and look for something; but I did not 
know what. I also felt, in that instant, that the power in 
my body was quite natural, and couldn't imagine being any 
weaker. I didn't care if Duncan was following as I headed 
off past the cabin to the 4x4. There was a large scale map 
of the area in the glove compartment. The car was locked but 
that didn't stop me. Duncan yelled as I grabbed the handle 
and ripped the driver's door right off! I found the map. He 
looked at the mangled door lying on the grass and moaned and 
cursed as I went into the cabin. I spread the map out on the 
bed and studied it.

'What the fuck's happening?' He screamed. I ignored him, 
searching the patterns and contours of the map. I knew I 
would recognise it when I saw it.

'Here!' I said triumphantly, tapping the map. 'About half a 
mile. Come on.'

I marched out of the cabin, pushing him out of the door in 
front of me. He tripped and ended up sprawled on the porch. 
I picked him up by his belt. He weighed nothing!

He kept pleading with me to tell him what was going on as we 
walked up the wooded slope behind he cabin. I couldn't tell 
him because I didn't know myself. We got to the place and I 
saw the huge boulder in a small clearing. 

'This is it!' I shouted. He watched as I walked up to the 
boulder and felt its smooth surface. It was as big as the 
4x4 and must have weighed many tons. Then he let out a 
startled cry as I gripped the bottom of it and rolled it 
over like it was a huge beachball. I had uncovered a square 
hole about four feet across and could see stairs leading 
down into a cavern of some sort. There was light down there! 
I descended the staircase, calling to Duncan to follow me. 
It was like a basement room of a house, and there was a huge 
screen at one end with some weird looking machines. On a 
crystal table in the middle of the room there was what 
looked like a pile of clothes. I went up to the screen and 
something made me pick up a strange helmet in front of it. 
When I put it on, my mind seemed to explode with sounds and 
images. The screen had burst into life. 

Duncan told me that I had been standing in front of the 
screen for two hours. All was clear now. I knew what was 
going to happen next but it startled him. The machines just 
seemed to melt and dissolve into liquid. There was nothing 
left but some stains on the floor. I went up to the table 
and started to undress. Then I saved time by ripping my 
shirt and jeans off like paper. The heavy boots went the 
same way and ended up as shreds of leather and rubber on the 
floor. I pointed to the clothes. 

'Hand me that suit.' I ordered. Duncan scurried over to the 
crystal table and picked up the one-piece cat suit that was 
made out of a black fairly shiny material. 

'It's made of metal!' He said. 'It's stiff and heavy.' I 
grabbed it from him. It felt soft and smooth like the finest 
leather and fitted me as if made to measure. Some kind of 
seam at the back did itself up like a magic zipper, and it 
covered me totally, following the contours of my muscles and 
breasts perfectly. 

I pointed to the table again. There was a pair of 3" heeled 
thigh length boots and some gauntlets, made out of the same 
material. He brought the boots over and I pulled them on. 
The costume felt great! I pulled on the gloves and bent and 
stretched every part of my steel body. The table began to 
melt like the machines and the whole room began to shake as 
if there was an earthquake.

'Time to go!' I shouted, grabbing him and carrying him up 
the stairs in a run. We watched as the whole clearing seemed 
to sink by six feet sending up a cloud of dust. I put him 
down and we walked back to the cabin. Duncan could not seem 
to take his eyes off my costume. He was probably completely 
mind-blown by what had happened and looked it!

I could give him the explanation now, and my story was short 
and to the point. Whether he liked it or not, the Earth had 
been invaded - not by squadrons of UFOs, but by me. I was 
the conquering army. This would become more evident over the 
next few months. No tank or plane or regiment could stop me. 
I was completely invulnerable to anything this planet could 
boast. Even nuclear weapons could not hurt me, and would not 
even but a crease in the costume. I had six months to take 
over, and clear an area of 10,000 square miles around this 
place of all human life. Then the first settlers would 
arrive. The number of casualties in this war would be as 
high or low as the governments of the world wanted. I picked 
up the padlock from the table and crushed it like soft clay 
in my hand. 

I handed it to Duncan to make a point. 'It will be better if 
they co-operate!'


THE END