Fishin' and Wishin'
by Mac
A couple of small town kids make a big catch down at the fishin' hole.


[Okay, so I've been hanging around the Power Company clubhouse for a few
years, reading their comics and drinking their cokes, and generally getting on
everyone's nerves. So they said I had to write something for them or they
would take away my membership card and secret decoder ring. So here's a little
something I've been thinking about for a few days. - Mac]

"Whatcha doin'?"

"Nuthin'. Git lost."

"Whereya goin'?"

"Nowhere with you. Scam!"

Billy was walking down a dusty road outside of his little town. He had a
fishing pole draped over one shoulder and a small bucket in his other hand. He
had almost made good his escape, but Patty the Pest had seen him and caught up
to him. She was his next door neighbor and ever since he could remember, she
had been hanging around him. He always guessed it was because she didn't have
any brother or sister to bother so she had chosen Billy to be the object of
her annoyance.

It hadn't been too bad for the last few years. Billy's older siblings were
busy with their own lives and had little time for him. So he put up with
Patty. But lately, she was really getting on his nerves. Ever since he had
turned 16, she seemed to be hanging all over him. He was always wishing that
she would find someone her own age to be with. After all, he was three years
older than her and he wanted to be with kids his own age. And he especially
didn't want to be seen with a little 13 year old girl.

It's not that Billy had anything against girls in general. He had begun to
notice them a few years before when some of the more mature girls in his
school began developing breasts. Now some of them were out and out good
looking women. He hoped that he could get one to go out with him so he could
see what it felt like to kiss one of them, maybe feel her up, too. But Patty
was not one of his dream girls.

Patty was one of those girls that seem to take a lot longer than others to
mature physically. Even though she was 13, she still looked very much like a
much younger girl. The last thing that Billy wanted was a skinny, flat-chested
little girl with her hair all whacked off tagging along with him like his own
shadow. To Billy, she was more like a bothersome kid brother than a girl. But
today was the last straw.

When Billy left school, he had spotted a bevy of beautiful senior girls
standing in front of the building. He straightened his hair and squared his
shoulders and put on his best "I'm just a sophomore, but I'm still pretty
cool" look as he walked by them. Just then, Patty, who was still in the middle
school next door to the high school, came up and locked her arm around his
waist, asking if he was going to walk her home. When Billy heard the older
girls giggle, he blushed. When one of the girls asked Billy if she was his
sister, he nearly died. But when Patty flippantly tossed out her answer that
she was indeed his girl friend, he exploded. Quietly.

Billy was always taught to be kind, even to pesky little neighbor girls. He
removed her arm from his waist and stomped away, swearing to never even speak
to Patty the Pest again for the rest of his life. Now here he was trying to
escape from the world to his favorite fishing hole and he still couldn't shake
her.

"You mad at me, Billy?"

The question was so ... so ... what was that word they had learned in class?
Inane. Yeah, that was it. That question was so inane and she was so inane and
this whole stupid world was so inane for that matter. Billy just huffed away
and kept walking. Maybe if I keep ignoring her, she'll go away.

Billy sat down by the lake and got his line ready. He dug in the bucket for
some worms and put one on the hook. Then he stood up and cast out far into the
water. Patty was still there. He sat down and watched the bobber. And the
clouds. And the ripples on the surface of the lake. Patty was still there.

"Did I embarrass you or sumthin'?"

"Look Patty. I don't want to talk to you. I don't want you to hang around me
anymore. I don't even want to see you again as long as I live."

"What if I said I was sorry?"

Billy stared at his bobber again.

"Well, I am really sorry Billy."

Billy glared at the bobber, holding his anger inside, but about to lose his
temper.

"Cause I really like you Billy, like your the big brother I never ..."

Billy had had it. "Listen Pest! What part of I don't want to talk to you don't
you ..." He was cut short by a sudden tug on the line. He looked at the bobber
and saw it disappear under the surface of the lake as the line went taught.

In his excitement, Billy nearly let the fishing pole slip out of his hand. He
fumbled with it, regaining control at the same time that Patty grabbed at it
to help out. The two friends pulled at the same time, setting the hook in the
fish's mouth. Then Patty realized what she was doing and let go. Billy
proceeded to play the fish for a while, finally tiring it out. He reeled in
the fish, surprised that he actually caught anything, but still annoyed at
Patty for helping out.

As the fish emerged from the water. the two kids gasped. They had never seen a
fish like it before anywhere, especially in this lake. It had purple, green,
and yellow scales running the length of its body. On its back and both sides
of its belly were three long, feathery fins. It must have been 18 inches long
and weighed a good 25 pounds.

Billy struggled to grasp the fish to remove the hook. Patty again
instinctively lent a hand, and this time Billy didn't mind. It was going to
take two of them to hold this fish. As Billy carefully removed the hook, the
fish slowly opened its eyes and rolled its head to one side.

"Please, please, put me back in the water, or I'll die!"

It seemed to Billy and Patty that the fish itself was talking to them. But
that couldn't really be happening, could it? The two friends looked at each
other and then back to the fish.

"Please, let me go back into the water!"

"How ... how are you doing that?" Billy asked incredulously. Then he looked up
quickly to see if someone was pulling a prank. But there was no one their
except Patty and he. And the fish.

"I'm a magic fish," the fish explained, "and if you spare my life I'll grant
you three wishes."

Billy wasn't sold. "Hang on there. How do I know that if I let you go, you'll
really grant me my wishes? Just cause you kin talk, it don't mean ..."

Patty had heard enough. She still had hold of the fish and she gave it a
careful toss back towards the lake.

"What!!" Billy screamed, his eyes wide, searching the water for his magic
fish. "What did you do?" He turned at yelled at Patty.

"He said he would grant us our wishes," Patty said, her face suddenly clouding
over as if she were about to burst into tears, "and I believed him."

"Good for you," a voice said. It was coming from the lake. Billy and Patty
looked down to see the fish with his head out of the water, rolling from side
to side, watching them.

"Are you ... are you still going to grant me my wishes?" Billy asked.

"Go ahead," came the calm reply, "what do you want?"

Billy wasn't sure that the fish really could conjure up anything at all, so he
decided to give it a test. "Okay, Mr. Fish, it's pretty hot today. I'd like a
big bowl of ice cream." Nothing happened. Billy looked over at Patty with a
I-told-you-so look.

"What flavor?" the fish asked.

Billy was caught off guard by the question. "Oh. Um ... vanilla, I guess."

"As you wish," the fish replied as he slipped under the water.

Billy was startled by the dive and stepped back. His foot bumped into
something that hadn't been there before. When he turned around there was a
large bowl of vanilla ice cream with a spoon resting inside. He immediately
picked it up and started eating it. It was most delicious ice cream he had
ever tasted. He was engrossed in the cool treat that he missed the fish coming
to the surface again.

"My turn," Patty said.

"What? Who says you get a wish?" Billy said between bites.

"She did help to catch me," reminded the fish, "and she was the one to throw
me back in."

"And I'm not going to waste my wish on food, like some people might," she shot
a glare at Billy. "I wish that I was the smartest person in the whole wide
world."

"As you wish," the fish replied as he slipped under the water.

Patty blinked her eyes several times. It seemed to her that a great cloud had
been lifted from her mind. Everything seemed so clear now, so simple. In a
matter of moments, she was easily the equal of any genius that had ever lived.

"Well, bein' smart's okay I guess," said Billy, as he went back to his ice
cream, "but I would rather be rich. I would wish for ten million dollars." He
hadn't noticed that the fish was watching him again.

"As you wish," the fish replied as he slipped under the water.

Billy instantly felt something in his pocket. He set down the ice cream and
pulled out a small book. It was a bank book that showed that ten million
dollars had been deposited in an account that he now had in an overseas bank.

"Yow!" Billy screamed, nearly tripping over the bowl and the fishing pole.
"I'm rich! I'm really rich! I am so stinkin' rich! Is this for real? Is this
really mine?"

"Yes," the fish calmly said as he surfaced again. "And you can access your
money any time you want. It's really yours, no taxes, no strings attached."

Billy was instantly dreaming of all the things he could do with his millions
when he heard Patty speak to the fish again, "You know, my dear fishy friend,
even though this flies in the face of centuries of science, I do believe that
you really are what you claim to be. In that case, I wish that I was a full
grown, beautiful woman, one of the most beautiful women that ever lived."

"As you wish," the fish replied as he slipped under the water.

Patty was suddenly overcome with the strangest sensations. She felt as if her
entire being was changing, moving, even though she was standing still. Or at
least she thought she was standing still. As she looked down, the ground
seemed to be getting further and further away. In fact her legs were growing
longer as were her arms. Her torso was lengthening and her waist was
contracting slightly.

Then something began obstructing her view of the ground. She realized that the
front of her t-shirt was being lifted up. She had not been wearing a bra today
(some days she would wear a training bra in hopes that there might be
something there to train - but mostly she went without one), so her breasts
filled out unrestricted except by the shirt.

She reached to grab the bottom of the shirt, but her big boobs now held it up
so high that all she touched was her exposed tight, tiny mid-section. She
brought her hands up to feel the growing breasts and nearly swooned from the
exquisite pleasure she felt at her own touch. Then she ran her hands down her
sides to her hips which were filling out nicely themselves. She felt for her
butt and discovered that her formerly flat rear end was now getting tighter
and rounder by the second. She was wearing cut-off jeans that now hiked up
high enough to disclose the bottom curve of her very sexy cheeks

If she had been able to see her face, she would have been even more
astonished. Her cheekbones raised slightly while her jaw grew square and
strong. Her hair, cut short for convenience, now started growing in cascades
down her back while her lips puffed slightly larger and much sexier than
before.

All this happened in a matter of seconds and Patty felt like she had just
stepped off a fast spinning merry-go-round. She closed her eyes to steady
herself and when she opened them again, she saw Billy staring at her with his
mouth wide open.

"Oh gawd, Patty!" Billy could barely speak, he was so in awe of her beauty.

"Do I look okay?" Patty asked while brushing back her flowing blond hair.

Billy's face and hoarse voice told it all. "You gotta be the prettiest girl
I've ever seen!"

"So," she was fiddling with the edge of her now too small t-shirt, "you mean
that you might not mind me putting my arm around you now?" She took a step
toward the awestruck boy.

"No ... no I reckon I wouldn't mind that at all." Billy couldn't take his eyes
off her gorgeous face and her bountiful bosom.

"And you wouldn't mind me calling myself your girlfriend?"

"Oh, I think I'd like that very much, Patty!"

"And you might find it somewhere in your heart to actually talk to me and
acknowledge my existence now that I happen to be the most fabulous woman
you've ever laid eyes on?" She was standing directly in front of Billy,
looking him square in the eye, which wasn't easy because Billy was nearly six
feet tall and Patty had been a good foot shorter before. She was also nearly
knocking him over with her newly enlargened chest as she stood with her hands
on her womanly hips. She began poking him in his chest with one slender,
incredibly attractive finger (or at least Billy found it, as well as the rest
of her body, to be incredibly attractive), "Well, I wouldn't let you touch me
with a ten foot pole, now Billy!"

"But ... but ...,"Billy's mind was racing. He had to figure out some way to
get in Patty's good graces once more. He had never been so close to such a
beautiful woman, especially one that used to have a crush on him. "But ...,"
he was stalling for time while he tried to think of something, "but I'm
incredibly rich now! We could ... we could have a lot of fun together!" He was
rather proud of himself for thinking so quickly, and in the presence of such
overwhelming beauty. He smiled his best puppy dog smile, hoping against hope
that he might convince her to consider him to be an possible boyfriend.

"What?" Patty's face was flushed with anger. "You're trying to buy me off?
Listen mister, with my brains and this body," she turned slightly and pointed
to herself for emphasis, "I could have any man I want, guys a whole lot cuter
and richer than you!" She turned and began to walk away. "Hundreds of times
richer than you! Why, I could even make that much money in ..." she paused to
consider, "in approximately two years and five months. Whereas I predict that
you will have spent your entire fortune in less than one year and nine
months!"

"Wait!" Billy cried out in desperation. He was surprised when Patty actually
did turn around and wait. He spun around and looked for the fish, who had been
having a great time watching everything on shore.

"Someone cuter than me, eh?" he mumbled to himself. Then he spoke up louder so
that Patty could hear him, "Mr. Fish, I wish ... I wish that I had a body like
Arnold Schwarzenagger when he was in his best shape ever, and a face so
handsome that no woman on Earth could resist me."

"As you wish," said the fish, as he slipped under the water.

Now it was Patty's turn to stare in awe at the amazing transformation of her
former friend. I won't bore you with the details, mostly because that's
probably not what you're reading this story for. And if you are interested in
that sort of thing, there are other sites that feature stories of just men
growing muscles almost exclusively. In fact there seems to be lots of stories
about men at those sites. In fact ... well, never mind, let's get back to our
story of Billy and Patty (with the proper emphasis on Patty, of course!).

Patty couldn't believe that man standing in front of her was actually Billy.
In a matter of seconds, Billy had gone from being a scrawny teenager to being
the most gorgeous man she had ever seen. His size small t-shirt that had fit
him comfortably minutes ago, had not been able to stretch far enough to cover
his burgeoning physique and was now just so many rags hanging off his massive
shoulders. His blue jean cut offs were clinging to him like a second skin and
had even ripped a ways up the leg to make room for his herculean thighs. But
his face! Patty couldn't believe how handsome he was. It was definitely
Billy's face, but much more handsome than before, nearly glowing, radiating
handsomeness. She felt a stirring deep inside her and was doing everything she
could not to run towards him, melt in his strong, manly arms, and smother him
with kisses. She knew that if he said anything to encourage her, it would be
over.

He smiled his handsome smile, flexed his chest and arms a little as he removed
the remains of his shirt, and said, "Hey Patty."

That's all it took. Patty nearly melted inside at the sound of his voice. All
the while the logical side of her now brilliant brain was trying to tell her
to run away. But resistance was futile. Patty began walking back towards Billy
as if drawn by some unseen magnetic force. When she got next to him, she
noticed that he had even grown several inches taller and was now smiling his
gorgeous, handsome smile down at her, surveying her wonderful assets.

Billy reached out to wrap his arms around the object of his desires and Patty
responded by running her fingers up and over the wonderful muscles that made
up Billy arms. She had long been a fan of bodybuilding and Arnold in
particular. This was like a dream to her. A voice inside her kept urging her
that she just had to have this man, right now, right here. But then that
other, logical voice would come back warning her that she was being used. She
shook her head slightly, wanting all the voices to go away for an hour or so.

"Oh Billy," Patty cooed as she stroked his big arms and thick chest, "you are
sooo ... sooo ... mmmm! Would you ... I know this sounds funny, but ... would
you ..."

"What, Patty? You know I'd do anything for you. Just ask."

"Would you ... flex your right arm?"

"My right arm?"

"Um ... yeah, see Arnold's right bicep," she was caught off guard as Billy
complied and flexed what many people, especially Patty, feel is one of the
most perfect arms in the history of the world. "Oh, yeah!" Patty exclaimed as
she reached out to fondle the big baseball sized bicep that popped out of
Billy's arm. She was just about to give in to temptation and pledge her
undying love and desire for Billy when that darned logical side of her brain
kicked in once more.

"Oh wow, Billy you are just so ... so awesome. I wish ..." she paused and
realized that she did indeed have one more wish coming to her, and maybe she
could find a way out of this overwhelming desire to throw herself on the
ground and let Billy have his way with her. "I wish that I had muscles as big
as yours, in keeping with my very feminine proportions of course, and all the
powers of Superman."

Billy was shocked by her wish. He had forgotten all about the fish and the
wishes, and could the fish really grant her the powers of a comic book
character?

"As you wish," said the fish as he slipped under the water and swam away deep
into the lake.

For a second, both Patty and Billy stared after the fish as he swam away. Then
just as suddenly as before, Patty began changing. Billy still had one arm
around Patty's dainty middle and he could feel the difference even as his eyes
witnessed it. Patty's whole body seemed to be growing. She closed her eyes and
just took it all in.

Her arms began growing along with her chest, stretching the already stressed
t-shirt to its limit and then beyond. Her magnificent boobs stretched the
front of the shirt tight even as her ballooning biceps completely filled the
sleeves. With one deep breath and flex of her upper body, the shirt seemed to
fall apart, ripping up the sleeves to reveal her mammoth biceps and tremendous
triceps while her power packed pecs pushed her tits out so far that the front
of the shirt ripped open.

In fear and amazement, Billy stepped away from the muscular woman. He wasn't
sure if he was repulsed by her new physique or incredible turned on by it, but
she sure was a sight to behold. Her legs had grown so much that the shorts
that had fit so snuggly around her sexy butt and thighs tore up the sides
until only a little patch of fabric stretched tightly from her hips to her
crotch remained.

With a gesture that spoke volumes of the power she now possessed, Patty
casually reached up and tore the remains of her shirt off, exposing her upper
body totally. She flexed her right arm, like she had just asked Billy to do,
and smiled at the result. Her biceps bulged even bigger than Billy's had with
a peak larger than a softball. Billy realized that on her smaller frame, his
muscles looked twice as larger as they did on him.

The transformation was complete in a matter of seconds. Patty stood in front
of Billy nearly naked with her hands on her hips, chest held high in an heroic
pose. He was almost drooling at the sight of the super sexy woman, and found
that he was indeed terribly turned on by her muscular body as well as her huge
tits.

"Well, it's obvious that the first part of the wish came true. Now let's see
about the rest of it." She looked down a the ground,"Microscopic vision ...
hmmm, I can see the mites living on the back of those ants. Super hearing?"
she looked off into the distance. "Yes, I can hear a rabbit's heart beating on
that hill over there. Strange how I can focus on just what I want to see and
hear. How about heat vision?" Patty stared at a nearby tree until red beams
shot from her eyes and the top of the tree burst into flames.

"Whoa!" Billy jumped in surprise. "How ... how did you do that?"

"I'm Superman, well, Superwoman, I guess," Patty replied, obviously pleased
her new powers. Then she took in a deep breath which caused her already large
chest to expand a good six inches further. She directed a tiny stream of air
at the tree, putting out the fire, and encased it totally in ice. It was just
about then that she realized that she was still naked from the waist up. And
most of her lower body was exposed as well.

Moving at super speed, she took the hook on Billy fishing pole and fashioned
it into a needle. Then she took the rags from Billy's and her shirts,
unraveled the thread, then knitted it back together into a single color top.
To Billy, the whole thing only took a couple of seconds and all he could see
of Patty was a blur. Finally done, Patty slowed down enough for Billy to see
her slip the top over her head. It was a tank top design that gave plenty of
room for her massive arm muscles and hugged her chest, abs, and back like a
second skin.

Next she stepped toward a large rock. She used her x-ray vision to see how
much of the rock was buried below the surface."Okay, it seems I've got all the
other powers, let's see about super strength." Patty tossed her lustrous blond
locks over her shoulder, the large rock and began to lift upwards on it. As
she did so, Billy could see the full extent of her marvelous musculature.
Every incredible muscle bulged to its fullest as she slowly tore the huge rock
from its resting place. Finally she hoisted the boulder overhead. Billy could
see that there was much more that had been hiding below the surface than had
been visible above ground. It was easily 12 feet across and nearly 20 feet
high. To Billy's utter astonishment, Patty transferred the huge load to her
right hand and raised it up and down a few times, testing its weight.

"Judging from the type of rock this is," Patty said, looking the boulder over,
"and its approximate size, I would say that this must weigh in the
neighborhood of 40 to 50 tons." She bent her arm slightly and extended it,
flicking her wrist like she was shooting a basketball. The enormous rock was
launched into the air as if it had been nothing heavier than a basketball.
Billy tracked its ascent until it disappeared from sight. He slowly brought
his eyes down to stare at the woman who had once been Patty the Pest. She was
walking toward him, patting the dirt off her lovely, delicate, immensely
powerful hands.

"Well, I guess that answers that question," she said, pleased with the outcome
of her test.

"Wha ... what about the rock?" Billy timidly asked, pointing skyward.

"Hmmm ... yes," Patty thought for a moment, "I suppose it could do quite a lot
of damage falling from two miles up. Time to see if I can also ..."

Billy never heard the end of the sentence as Patty slowly rose from the ground
and then streaked away faster than his eyes could track her. Suddenly it hit
Billy that if that rock came crashing down anywhere near there, the resulting
explosion and crater would be almost like an atom bomb had hit. He looked
quickly around to see which direction to run and was about to start off when
he saw the rock slowly descending with Patty underneath it. When she got to a
few yards from the ground, she casually turned the rock in her mighty hands
like she was playing with a beach ball. When she had got it to the proper
orientation, she floated down and replaced it exactly as it was before. It
didn't quite fit the same now, so she stood along side it, vibrated and pushed
it down until it settled back in its original spot.

"That was very cool," Patty announced. "You know Billy you really should have
asked for better wishes." Billy opened his mouth as if to say something, then
realized that he had indeed squandered his three wishes. Then he thought of
his third wish.

"Hey Patty," she said, smiling his most handsome smile, the one that had
melted her before, "you really are awesome. Why don't you come on over here
and let me show you what I can do. Then maybe you could fly us to some quiet
island and we could ... you know ... explore each other's powers. I know you
find me ... irresistible, don't you?"

Patty stared at him with her arms crossed under her magnificent breasts and a
sly smile on her perfect lips. "Actually Billy, I have no problem resisting
your charms right now."

"But ... but what about my wish?"

"I believe that your wish was that no woman on Earth could resist you," Patty
calmly reminded him. "Sorry, but part of having all the powers of Superman
apparently means that I'm from another planet, and your wish doesn't apply to
me."

Billy was crestfallen. The most perfect woman in the world was beyond his
reach. He knew that although he could have any other woman on the planet, the
one he would want most of all for the rest of his life, was unattainable.

"Oh Billy," Patty said as she floated over to him and gently lifted his chin,
"don't be so sad. Look at it this way. You've got one of the most amazing
physiques that any man has had, you're incredibly rich, and you're the most
handsome man in the world. You are going to have a great life."

Her words of encouragement were having little effect on Billy's mood. "Tell
you what," Patty said as she lifted her top over her head, "I know you've been
dying to do this. Just this once, you can feel me up."

Billy's eyes widened, not believing Patty's offer. Then his hands, almost of
their own volition, began rising to the waiting mounds of pleasure that
protruded so wondrously from this super woman's thick chest. The merest touch
of them sent chills through Billy's body and a rush of blood to his groin. He
was astounded at how soft and warm her skin was and yet how firm the twin
globes were. Each breast more than filled his hungry hands, and he circled,
caressed and squeezed them repeatedly.

Then Billy fingers wandered up to Patty's pecs and across to her shoulders. In
answer to his silent request, Patty raised her arms and flexed her massive
biceps. Billy caught his breath at the sight of her womanly power and again
explored her arms like he had been exploring her boobs. He gasped in amazement
at the sheer size and marble hardness of her muscles. He trembled in fear at
the inestimable strength they possessed. When he could stand it no longer, he
wrapped his big arms around Patty and pulled her close for a kiss. Patty
responded to him and lowering her arms, held him in her fantastically powerful
embrace.

As the kiss continued, Patty gently lifted the two of them off the ground.
Still locked in their embrace, she rotate them until they were parallel to the
ground. Then she settled them down to a grassy area next to the lake. She
broke off the kiss, leaving Billy asleep on the grass. She had seen a movie
where Superman had super-hypnotized Lois Lane with a super kiss, and had used
a similar technique on Billy.

"When you awaken," Patty softly whispered into Billy's ear, "you will not
remember that Patty was here. You will only remember what happened to you
today. You will never abuse your power over women, and you will use your money
to do good for others."

With that, Patty slowly lifted into the air again and zoomed away. Several
miles away, she paused behind some trees to watch as Billy woke up. She used
her super hearing to listen in as he rediscovered his body and the bank book,

"Holy jeepers!" Billy exclaimed, "I thought I was just dreamin'! But just look
at me! I look like some kind of bodybuilder or somethin'!" Patty giggled as
she watched him flex his arms and chest again and again. "Dang, wait til those
senior girls get a load of me! And what's this?" Billy reached into his pocket
and fished out his bank book, "Well I'll be dipped! I really did get my
wishes! I really must have been talking to a magic fish. There's no other
explanation. I better get home and tell mom and dad!" He picked up his fishing
pole and marched back towards home, whistling a familiar tune and happy as a
lark on a spring day.

Patty lifted one hand in a classic Superman pose and again lifted into the
sky. "Well, Billy's okay. Now I've got to do something about making a real
costume for myself," she said to herself as she flew away, "then I think I'll
fly over to Afghanistan and introduce Mr. Bin Laden to a little truth and
justice, the American way!"

The End.

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