Super Sherri
by M.C.
My little girlfriend uses her superhuman strength to help those she loves see what's really best for them.


It was the first day of my two-week Christmas vacation from school. To add to
the pleasure, Sherri Stanton - whom I've been going steady with for two months
now - called me up and invited me to go to the mall with her. Since she and I
still had a few Christmas presents to buy, Sherri suggested that it would be a
nice if we did our shopping together and afterwards we could share a large hot
fudge sundae. She also said there was something she wanted to show me at her
home, something she thought I might find I might find *interesting*. When your
girlfriend, who happens to be the star of the women's gymnastics team as well
as one of the most beautiful girls in school - and with the most infectious
giggle - asks you out, how can you refuse? "I'll be there around noon," I
said, then thought to myself,"does life get any better than this?"

Since the weather was nice, and Sherri lives only a few blocks away from me, I
decided to walk to over to her home."You can come inside David," I heard her
voice call out after ringing the front doorbell. "I'm in my bedroom and I'll
be ready in a few minutes." I entered the house and stood in the living room.
"Oh don't be so shy sweetie pie," she said with a giggle,"you can come into my
bedroom and wait; after all, we're both over 18 aren't we?" I felt a little
bit nervous as I approached the door to her room; I'd never been inside before
and with both of her parents away on a trip to Europe for two weeks,
well...you know. As I raised my hand to knock, I heard her voice call out
again,"don't bother knocking honey, just come right in. The something special
I wanted to show you is inside, I hope you're openminded though." I opened the
door and was greeted by a sight which I'm sure I'll remember for as long as I
live.

There was my sweet little Sherri calmly sitting on top of a huge, powerfully
built guy. He was on his hands and knees while she sat on his back, using him
for a chair. Behind her was another equally large and muscular guy brushing
Sherri's long, beautiful blond hair. Both of them appeared to be rather badly
beaten up while Sherri didn't have a mark on her. But what really caught my
eye was that their training pants and boxer shorts had been pulled down below
their knees and their fully exposed buttocks were very red - as if both had
just received a severe spanking. Looking closer, I noticed that each of these
huge guys had tears in their eyes; they had been crying!

"Why the surprised look Davey?" Sherri asked with a smile on her pretty
face,"never been inside a girl's bedroom before? Tee, hee, hee. Oh, and
by-the-way, allow me to introduce you to my twin brothers, Rick and Jeff
Stanton; perhaps you've heard of them."

Heard of them? Rick and Jeff Stanton are legends in our high school. All-City
linemen in their junior and senior years, they almost singlehandedly led our
high school football team to the city title two years ago. They literally
plowed over the opposition. Now, as starters for State, they almost won the
league title which would have meant a bowl invitation. Although they missed
out by just one game, people are already talking about a bowl next year. I had
absolutly no idea that they were Sherri's brothers though; none whatsoever.
But what in the hell was going on here?

"I told you I had something *interesting* to show you honey. Since my brothers
missed out on a bowl game this season, they decided to spend their Christmas
vacation at home. And since they'll be here for the two weeks our parents are
away, I thought it's only fair that they help out around the house. But these
big, tough macho guys refused to do the chores I assigned them; so we had
ourselves a little family discussion (smirk) and I *convinced* them of the
error of their ways." Sherri turned her head slightly to the side and
said,"you can stop brushing my hair now Jeffy; I think today I'll wear it in a
ponytail."

Without saying a word, the massive boy - who must have easily topped 250
pounds - went over to Sherri's dresser, got a headband and wrapped it around
her hair several times."That's a good boy Jeffy," Sherri smiled as she rose to
her feet. She looked down and said,"you can get up now Rick and stand beside
your brother." When he had done so, my beautiful girlfriend stood before these
powerful football players with her hands on her hips."O.K. tough guys," she
began in a stern tone of voice,"I hope you both learned your lesson today. You
may be big, tough macho jocks on your university campus, but in this house I
still rule...as I always have! So for the next two weeks you'll do the daily
chores I've assigned you. I've made up a list and I expect you to do them; is
that clear?"

With their heads bowed, they both muttered a barely audible,"yes."

Sherri put one of her hands to her ear and said," what was that? I couldn't
hear you."

"YES!" they cried.

"That's much better boys."

As I watched the incredible scene that was being played out right before my
eyes, I couldn't help feeling just how surreal it all seemed. Here was my
sweet little girlfriend standing before two huge university football linemen -
each of which stood more than a foot taller and weighed at least a hundred
pounds more than did - and she was dictating to them what they would be doing
over their Christmas vacation. True, Sherri did have a compact and muscular
body which I attributed to her many years of gymnastics training and perhaps
other sports; but even so, she couldn't have weighed more than 150 pounds. She
was facing off against two guys who together must have easily exceeded 500
pounds; and they were literally trembling before her!

"Now boys, David and I are going to the mall for a few hours to do some
Christmas shopping and I hope that the chores I gave you to do today will be
completed by the time we return. They will be, won't they?"

"Yes Sherri," came their meek reply.

"Good," she said with a pretty smile. Sherri then reached up, grabbed each of
her brothers firmly by their football jerseys and yanked them down so that
they were all nose-to-nose (which meant pulling them down nearly a
foot)."You're my brothers and I love you both very much; but I can't allow you
to slouch around here and do nothing for two whole weeks. So we'll do our
chores first, then our workouts; and then you guys will be free to enjoy the
rest of your day. Is this clear?"

"Yes Sherri."

"O.K. then...kissy, kissy." She released her brothers and pointed to her
cheeks whereupon the two massive jocks leaned over and kissed them. Sherri
then reached up and wrapped her small arms around each of their necks and gave
them both a hug. "If you boys behave yourselves and do as you're told we'll
all have fun this vacation. Now I suggest you both get busy with your chores;
I'll be inspecting them when I get back."

Sherri turned around, smiled at me and took me by the hand (I was amazed at
the strength of her grasp). "Come honeybunch," she said sweetly,"let's go to
the mall." As my beautiful - and surprisingly strong - girlfriend led me out
of the house, she turned around and issued a final warning to her two large,
disheveled brothers. "Please do a good job with your chores O.K.? I'd really
hate to have to give you another beating and spanking. After all, you both
worked very hard this year with football and school and you deserve to enjoy
your Christmas vacation too."

Sherri and I walked most of the way to the mall in silence. Me, because I was
trying to come to terms with what I had just seen her do; and she, well, I
think Sherri was just enjoying herself watching me wrestle with what was on my
mind. Finally, as we approached the entrance to the mall, she gave my hand a
firm squeeze (boy does this girl have a grip) and said,"Davey, it looks like
you and I have a few *issues* to talk about don't we?" I nodded. "Very well
then, let's get our Christmas shopping out of the way and we can discuss it
while we're eating our sundae." She reached up and grabbed me by my shirt
collar and yanked me down (though not nearly as large as her brothers, I'm
still a good ten inches taller than she is). Sherri then gave me a long and
passionate kiss on the mouth which left me breathless; then we entered the
mall. An hour later we sat down opposite each other at a secluded table at the
Ben&Jerry's ice cream parlour in the food court.

"So, what do you think of a little girl who can beat up and spank her older
brothers David?" Sherri began, getting straight to the point.

"I...I'm not sure Sherri. I mean, those aren't just *any* brothers, they're
Rick and Jeff Stanton. They're huge...and strong, and tough. How is it that
you were able to overpower them and dictate what they're going to do? Did they
let you beat them?"

When I said this Sherri began to laugh out loud."Oh Davey, you're so cute;
tee, hee, hee. I think that's why I've always liked you so much and glad we've
finally gotten together. No, they'd never let me beat them, their macho pride
wouldn't allow it. I beat them fair and square (she took a bite of the ice
cream sundae and continued), although a fight between us really isn't what
you'd call fair, hasn't been for many years."

"But...but you can't weigh more than 150 pounds Sherri, and your brothers must
weigh at least 500. They're so strong...so tough; how can you possibly beat
them in a fair fight?"

Sherri took another bite and wiped away the hot fudge that was dripping down
her chin. Then she looked at me and said,"they actually weigh 515 pounds
together David; Rick weighs 255 and Jeff 260. I weighed them both this morning
to be sure they don't gain too much over the holidays."

"And you?"

She reached over and playfully tweeked my nose. "Why you naughty boy. A girl
never reveals how much she weighs Davey; shame on you for not knowing that,
tee, hee, hee. But I will tell you this, in the weight department I'm at a
serious disadvantage when I fight them."

"And in the strength department too I would imagine."

"Are you sure about that?" Sherri asked. "Why don't we check out this theory
of yours." She put her right arm in the center of the table. "How about a
little armwrestling, loser pays for our ice cream. Let's see what you've got
there big boy." I placed my right arm up against hers on the table and we
grasped hands - again, the strength of her grip amazed me. But Sherri was only
five-feet two inches tall to my six feet, and I must weigh at least 50 pounds
more than she does. On top of that I'm in pretty good shape if I do say so
myself."Say 'when' sweetie pie," Sherri giggled.

"When." I began to push against her arm and, as I did so, a strange thing
happened...nothing. Not a thing; I couldn't even budge her! I tried even
harder but the result was the same - Sherri's arm remained exactly where it
was when we started. And to make matters worse, as I was struggling with all
of my strength, she calmly reached over with her left hand, took her spoon and
ate another bite of her ice cream. "Don't they make the best sundaes here
Davey?" she smiled. After swallowing, Sherri then tapped the bottom of her
spoon on my nose, leaving a smudge of chocolate fudge there. "Ooooh Davey, you
look so cute like that; tee, hee, hee."

Enraged, I put everything I had left into it...but to no avail; Sherri's arm
wouldn't budge. Then, as my strength began to wane, I remembered something she
had told me when we first started dating, something which made my heart
drop...Sherri's left handed! Here I was trying to defeat her in armwrestling
with my stronger arm and she was calmly eating her ice cream while holding me
in place with her weaker one. After taking a few more bites she looked at me
and said,"well Davey, I think I made my point, didn't I?" SLAM! Before I even
had a chance to answer her, she smashed my arm to the table. "Now honey," she
said calmly,"I think you'd better eat your half of the sundae ...it's melting"

I was in a daze as we left the mall. My cute little girlfriend proved to be so
much stronger than I was that she could easily beat me in armwrestling with
her weaker hand and eat an ice cream sundae at the same time (and I wasn't
even thinking about how she beat up and spanked both of her enormous brothers
earlier). Sherri sensed my obvious discomfort but remained silent for awhile.
Then, as we were walking through a park near her home, she took me by the hand
and sat me down on a bench.

"Listen David," she began in a serious tone,"I like you, very much in fact and
I have for years. I'd really like to continue being your girlfriend. But if
the fact that I'm so much stronger than you are is going to be a problem, then
I'm afraid that our relationship has reached a dead end. I was really hoping
you'd be mature enough to accept my strength once you'd gotten to know me;
that's why I held off showing you for these two months. You see, I'm not just
stronger than my brothers, I'm probably stronger than just about anybody in
the world...and I do mean ANYBODY."

"How Sherri? How is that possible? I mean you're so small; and even though
your muscles are fairly large, they aren't *that* large. How can you be so
strong?"

"The truth is I don't know, nobody does. I was born two months premature and
was a very weak and sickly child. In fact, when I was around three years old I
got so sick that everyone thought I was going to die. Then, for some reason
which nobody seems able to explain, I suddenly began to get stronger...much
stronger; the doctors said it was a miracle. By the time I was seven I could
beat up both of my brothers who were ten at the time and, as you know, rather
large. The older I got, the stronger I became. Now, I probably have ten times
the strength of what a girl my size should have; maybe even more. But despite
my strength, I always remained somewhat small."

"The question is, what should I do with my strength? If I wanted to, I could
probably easily beat up the heavyweight boxing champion; or imagine what a
running back I could make. I'm sure I could smash my way through any team in
the NFL. But I never wanted to be seen as some sort of freak David; I just
want to be a normal girl and have a normal life. Gymnastics is my only outlet,
and even there I don't go all out. I just try to perform like a normal girl
gymnast; O.K. well maybe a little bit better than a *normal* gymnast (despite
her somewhat stocky build, Sherri is considered to be one of the best women
gymnasts in the country and was offered a full athletic scholarship to attend
the same university as her brothers next fall). But you should see what I'm
capable of doing when nobody's watching. Anyway, that's my story David; and
the next move is up to you."

I was quiet for some time, trying to absorb what Sherri had just told me. "But
it's not just your strength Sherri, it's also the way you bullied and
humiliated your brothers today. First you beat them up, then spanked them,
then humiliated them by using one for a seat and making the other brush your
hair. I mean, those guys are both tough, proud linemen on a university
football team, but you deliberately grinded their egos into the dust. When I
came into your bedroom today you had them both in tears, crying like little
children!"

"That's because those macho guys challenged my authority when they should have
known better David. They came home from college with massive chips on their
shoulders and thought that they could do as they pleased around the house and
just ignore what I told them to do. So I had to put them in their place by
proving - for the umpteenth time - that I'm stronger and tougher than they'll
ever be. They needed to be taught a lesson and I discovered long ago that
there's no better way of teaching macho guys to heel than giving them a good
spanking. Now they won't be any more trouble." She paused for a moment and
then started to laugh. "And as far as sitting on Rick while forcing Jeff to
brush my pretty hair, well, I guess the combination of having superhuman
strength and being a little girl at heart does have a few drawbacks; tee,
hee." Then she got serious again...

"But there's a positive side to all of this that you didn't see David. Who do
you think pushed Rick and Jeff to become football players in the first place?
Me, their little sister. If it wasn't for me they'd probably still be the big,
fat and lazy slobs they were as adolescents; always being teased and laughed
at by the other kids at school. Because I loved my brothers very much, I
couldn't stand to see them coming home in tears every day; so I started
beating up the bullies that were teasing them. Just think about how that must
have made them feel - to have their little sister pounding the kids that were
bothering them. One time in middle school I caught a group of girls making fun
of them; so I tied their hair together in a tight knot. They said it took
several hours to untie them (giggles)."

"I knew I couldn't protect my brothers their whole lives so I decided that the
best solution was to whip them into shape so that they could defend
themselves; so that's what I did. It was because of my 'tough love' that they
became football stars David; that they were able to earn those scholarships to
play at the university and, hopefully, the NFL after they graduate. But every
once in awhile they get a little too big for their britches and I have to
remind them just who rules the roost; like today." After a pause Sherri looked
at me and asked,"so David, what about you and me?"

For several minutes I just sat there, thinking it over. Sherri was still the
beautiful, friendly, warm, compassionate, giggling girl that I found myself
falling in love with; only now there was a whole new dimension to her. And the
more I thought about it, the more erotic my thoughts became. My little
girlfriend could actually beat up the heavyweight boxing champion of the
world! I imagined her calmly sitting on his chest dressed in her sexy pink
gymnastics outfit - after having battered him to a pulp - giggling and winking
at me while she brushes her long, beautiful blond hair. Or her plowing through
the defense of an NFL team - flattening players left and right and laughing as
she scores touchdown after touchdown. The more I thought about it, the more
aroused I became."Well, I see that at least your 'little Davey' down there
doesn't seem to have any problems with me," she laughed when she saw my
erection.

"O.K. Sherri, I'll remain your boyfriend...if you still want me that is."

The beautiful smile on her face when she heard this said it all. "I've wanted
you ever since I was ten years old David. I was just afraid you'd think I was
some sort of freak and reject me if you knew the truth. I've been secretly
protecting you for the past few years; just like I used to do with Rick and
Jeff. Haven't you ever noticed that no bully has ever picked on you more than
once?"

I thought about it and realized that she was right, none had. In fact the last
bully that picked on me - about three months ago - showed up in school with a
black eye and a badly swollen jaw the next day.

"And remember that gang of toughies that roughed you up at the beach last
year?"

"That...that was you?"

Sherri nodded and smiled.

"They were beaten up pretty good as I recall. How many were there; five, six?"

"Seven actually, and they all got the beating they deserved."

"How come nobody knows about it? How come I never found out about any of
this?"

"How many tough guys do you know that will admit to having been being beaten
up and spanked by a little girl David?"

"Not many I would imagine. I...I supose I should thank you for all of this
Sherri."

"Thanks aren't necessary. As my boyfriend it's all part of my exclusive
service (wink)." Sherri put her small - but amazingly strong - arms around my
waist and gave me the longest, hardest hug I've ever received in my life. She
then lifted me up off the ground, placed me over her left shoulder and
effortlessly carried me the remaining three blocks to her home; giggling like
a little girl as she did.

Sherri paused briefly in front of her house to examine the yardwork she gave
her brothers to do. "Let's see now, the lawn has been mowed and edged, the
hedges are trimmed and the trash cans are out by the curb. Good, now I won't
have to 'rough them up' again. But I wonder what that strange car is doing
parked in our driveway; and who does it belong to? Well, I suppose there's
only one way to find out isn't there?" She began walking towards the front
door.

"Uh Sherri..."

"Oooopsie, I'm so sorry Davey, I forgot you were up there; tee, hee, hee" she
giggled as she gently lowered me to the sidewalk (forgot I was up there? I
weigh nearly 200 pounds for godsakes). We entered her home and were surprised
to see we had guests; that is to say Sherri's brothers had guests - two
beautiful and very fit looking girls.

"Hello Sherri," Jeff said," these are our girlfriends, Jill and Karen. They're
cheerleaders at our university." Sherri looked at the two sexy brunettes and
they at her - and I could feel the tension in the room rising almost
immediately.

"You didn't ask my permission to invite guests over did you boys?" Sherri
asked sternly.

"Well...no Sherri, we didn't," Rick nervously replied."But we did finish the
chores you gave us; and you did say that we could enjoy the rest of the day
after that."

"Yes, I did say that Rick, so *technically* you are correct. But I didn't mean
you could invite guests over without asking me first. I planned to spend a
nice, quiet evening together with you guys and David so we can all get to know
one another. After all, we haven't spent any quality time together since you
boys left for the university five months ago. So I'm afraid you'll have to ask
your girlfriends to leave now; they can come back in a day or two."

An awkward moment of silence followed as Sherri's large brothers stood there
stunned; and then... "just who in the hell does this little twirp think she
is?" Jill - Rick's girlfriend - blurted out."She's bossing you guys around as
if you were little children! Hell, if she was my little sister I'd give her a
good spanking."

"Yes, a good spanking...that should teach her to respect her elders," Karen
added smugly. Because they were both facing Sherri, neither Jill nor Karen saw
the looks of horror on Rick and Jeff's faces as they said this; but I sure
did.

"A good spanking," Sherri responded with an evil smile,"why that's an
excellent idea! Thank you for suggesting it girls." She turned towards her
brothers who were both trembling and said, "Rick, Jeff, I want to see you down
on your hands and knees this minute!"

"But...but Sherri, they don't understand," Jeff said contritely in a vain
attempt to persuade his sister from doing what he feared she probably would.

"Yes Jeffy, I know; but they will understand soon enough, won't they? Now,
would you boys like to join your girlfriends and get another spanking today?"

They looked at each other and bowed their heads. "No," came their reply.

"Then get down on your hands and knees...NOW!" Sherri barked.

Meekly, the two powerful university football linemen, who together weighed
over 500 pounds, knelt before their 150 pound sister. "That's better," Sherri
said with a smile. Then, looking over at a very confused Jill and Karen,
asked,"which one of you rude, pompous, self-important girls would like to get
her spanking first?"

So stunned by what they had just seen Sherri do to her two large brothers,
neither Jill nor Karen could reply. "Very well then," my beautiful, blond
girlfriend said as she walked over to where they were standing,"in that case
I'll decide." She grabbed each of the cheerleaders firmly by their long hair
and began dragging them over to her brothers. Though both girls were larger
than Sherri, her amazing strength easily overcame their feeble attempts to
resist.

"Rick, Jeff, please do something!" they cried,"she's hurting us!"

"Oh I'm afraid they won't be doing much of anything for the next few minutes
girls," Sherri laughed, "except to serve as comfy seats for me while I give
you girls a good spanking. Let's see now, I think I'll start with you Jill."
To make sure that Karen didn't try to run away, Sherri tied her long brown
hair into a knot around the leg of a heavy coffee table. Then she sat down on
Rick's back, yanked Jill over her knee, pulled down her pants and began to
give the sexy cheerleader a good, hard spanking. "Little twirp eh?" Sherri
smiled as she proceeded to reduce the pompous, conceited girl to tears.

After she finished with Jill, Sherri sat the sobbing girl on Rick's back and
ordered her to stay put; she wasn't finished with her yet. She then untied
Karen and dragged her over to where Jeff knelt, sat down on his back and began
to spank her. "I know you think I'm being cruel David," Sherri said to me as I
watched this amazing sight,"but I believe everything will turn out for the
best; you'll see. If these girls really want to be my brother's girlfriends,
then they'll have to learn some manners. I only want what's best for Rick and
Jeff and nobody - but nobody - insults me in my house."

While watching my amazing girlfriend spank Jill - after forcing her huge,
fearsome brothers to served as her seats - I found a very strange sensation
coming over me. I was getting turned on, very turned on in fact. By the time
she began to spank Karen, I had a huge hard-on; a fact which didn't escape
Sherri's notice."Stay down little man," she giggled, "I'll have plenty of time
to deal with you later; tee, hee, hee. But for now, first things first."

Satisfied that Karen had been adequately punished, Sherri rose from Jeff's
back and grabbed both girls firmly by their hair again."Listen up guys: Jill,
Karen and I are going into my room for a little 'girl talk' now and I'd
appreciate it if we weren't disturbed. We may be there for quite some time so
you boys make yourselves comfy. When the girls and I are finished we'll all
have ourselves a chit-chat". With that, my incredibly strong girlfriend
dragged the two crying and humiliated cheerleaders into her bedroom and kicked
the door closed behind her.

What followed was undoubtably the most awkward hour of my life. After Sherri
took Jill and Karen into her bedroom, I was left alone with these two
monsterous gridiron stars. By spanking their girlfriends while forcing them to
be her seats, Sherri had reduced these strong, proud athletes to pathetic
wimps; talk about being completely emasculated. I tried not to look directly
at them as they both had tears in their eyes. Without so much as laying a
finger on either one (not counting her posterior of course) my super
girlfriend had once again proved that she was their superior; and that like it
or not, they would have to deal with it.

At first all we could hear were the screams and cries of the two cheerleaders
coming out of Sherri's bedroom. Slowly however, their crying subsided and was
replaced by an eerie silence which seemed to go on forever but in reality was
only about 20 minutes or so. Listening carefully we could make out what
sounded like Sherri speaking in a low tone of voice - none of us had the
courage to approach the door to her room to find out what she was saying
however.

Then we began to hear a strange - and quite unexpected - sound emanating from
Sherri's room; the sound of soft moaning. At first it was just Sherri's voice,
but a few minutes later both Jill and Karen joined in. Our sense of confusion
increased as the moaning steadily grew louder and louder. Then, after about 20
minutes of moaning, they all seemed to scream out at the same time, "YES! OH
YES! OH YES! OH YES!

A few minutes later everything became quiet again. Soon afterward the door to
Sherri's bedroom opened and the three girls emerged; each with a beautiful
smile on her face. Sherri was walking in- between the two taller cheerleaders,
holding them by the hands as they approached us. For the first time since the
girls entered Sherri's room, Rick, Jeff and I looked at each other and we all
had the same expressions on our faces...shock and disbelief!

Just over an hour ago my superstrong girlfriend had humiliated these two women
in front of their boyfriends by giving both a good, hard spanking after which
she dragged them into her room by their hair. Now they were all smiling as if
they were the very best of friends."O.K. big brothers of mine," Sherri
began,"Jill, Karen and I have reached an agreement. I will allow them to
continue to be your girlfriends - in fact I insist on it - and they, in turn,
will teach me how to put on make-up, properly care for my hair and advise me
on all the other things a young woman should know before she enters college."
(Being such a strong, tough tomboy, Sherri never paid much attention to how
she looked. Recently however, I've noticed a change of attitude in this
regard; beginning not too long after we started dating each other).

"Furthermore, I've decided to accept the gymnastics scholarship that your
university has generously offered me. Jill and Karen mentioned that several
places on the cheerleading squad will be opening up next fall so I decided to
become a cheerleader too. With my athletic ability and their coaching, (not to
mention Sherri's knockout beauty) they assured me I'll have no trouble making
it. That way I'll be able to cheer you boys on personally as you lead the
football team to the title; as I'm sure you will (wink)."

Sherri then turned to me and smiled. "And as for you Davey, your reward for
being the only boy that I've ever truely loved is that the university agreed
to accept you too." (It was only much later that I found out that Sherri had
made her acceptence conditionial on their also accepting me; otherwise she
would have turned them down. Since my super girlfriend was one of the most
sought after female high school gymnasts in the country, the university's
admissions office wisely agreed to her terms. Sherri, you may have noticed, is
used to getting her way; one way or another. She would have told me about this
sooner but wanted to first see what my reaction would be after finding out
just how incredibly strong she was).

"So, starting next Fall we'll all be at the university together...like one
big, happy family." (If Rick or Jeff had any reservations about Sherri
attending the same college as they did, they wisely kept it to themselves)."So
guys, let's have a nice family hug in celebration." Sherri wrapped her
powerful arms around her brothers (well, as far around as her arms would
reach) and began to squeeze. A minute later they were completely out of breath
and appeared on the verge of losing consciousness."You see girls," Sherri
giggled to Jill and Karen who were both laughing off to the side,"these boys
aren't so tough. They can't even take a hug from a little girl; tee, hee,
hee."

Sherri eased up on her python-like grip, allowing both boys to breathe
normally again. She then bent down, wrapped an arm around each of their thighs
and lifted them both up; placing one on each of her strong shoulders. This
amazing girl then began to carry her brother's 515 pounds up the stairs to
their bedrooms with Jill and Karen following close behind. Sherri ploped Rick
down on his bed, winked at Jill and left the room; then did the same for Jeff
and Karen. "O.K. girls," Sherri said as she started back down the stairs to
her bedroom (where I was waiting),"let's all have some fun."

Much Later That Evening.

I was gently running my fingers through Sherri's long, beautiful blond hair as
she rested her head on my chest. We were both lying naked in her bed. Upstairs
in her brother's bedrooms, we could still hear the sounds of passionate
lovemaking going on. "As I told you earlier David, everything would turn out
for the best," Sherri said in a soft voice as she snuggled up under my
chin."Did you have an interesting day honeybunch?"

"Interesting...well yes, I guess you could say that."

Epilogue

Looking back now - four years later - I realize that *interesting* was a gross
understatement; it was an *incredible* day! First, that was the day I found
out that my beautiful little girlfriend is stronger than half a dozen men.
Then I watched her not only dominiate her huge brothers and their girlfriends,
but she did it in such a way that she succeeded in uniting them for the rest
of their lives; as she did with me and her. "All my brothers and their
girlfriends needed was a little *push* in the right direction," Sherri said to
me shortly after the four of them got married,"and that's what I gave them. It
was for their own good. By-the way David, weren't Rick and Jeff superb in the
superbowl? I'm so proud of them; they really deserved to share the MVP award."

"Yes, they were amazing. (Long pause) Sherri, there's one thing I've been
wanting to ask you for a very long time now."

"Ask honey; when have I ever beaten you up for asking me a question
(giggles)?"

"Well...that day, after you spanked Jill and Karen and took them to your room.
Did you girls really have sex together?"

She began to giggle when I asked her this. "What do you think honey?"

"I...I honestly don't know Sherri."

"Then I'm afraid you never will sweetie pie." With that, my amazingly strong
and beautiful wife-to-be bent down, lifted me up over her rock-solid shoulder
and carried me into our bedroom. "You men... you can be so silly sometimes;
tee, hee, hee."

Final Note: Many Years Earlier.

Dr. Louise Stanton looked down at the small, sickly three year-old girl lying
in the hospital bed with a worried look on her face. Born two months
premature, Sherri - Dr. Stanton's niece - had never been a healthy child and
now seemed to be getting weaker by the day. If something drastic wasn't done
soon it, appeared that Sherri would not be around too much longer. Dr.
Stanton, a brilliant medical research scientist, had been experimenting with a
drug that she hoped might someday be used to help children like Sherri, but it
had never been tested on a human being before. Now, with her niece hovering
near death, she felt she couldn't wait any longer. If she was going to do
something, it would have do be done was going to be done immediately.

Louise looked around and saw that none of the attending nurses were near-by.
She reached into her pocket, took out a hypodermic needle and injected a
strange, green substance into Sherri's arm; then she quickly left the room.
Unfortunately, Dr. Stanton never lived to see the results of her experiment.
Two days after giving Sherri the injection, she lost control of her car while
driving in a severe rainstorm and swerved head-on into an oncoming truck. She
died instantly. Without her guidance, the project Louise had been working on
was discontinued. Her work, however, had not been completely in vain...