Why Is Everything So Soft?  
By Jeremy Wilson rvdfan315@charter.net
A girl finds her strength hard to handle 


Tara Thurman had a hard time believing what had happened to her. Here she was
a nineteen year old college freshman at 5 foot 2 and weighing only 104 pounds
had suddenly found everything too soft for her. Even the metal desks that were
used at Smalltown State University seemed like taffy to her now. You see she
was not always this way, she was transformed in an accident 24 days ago in a
botched science club experiment that left her millions, if not even more, of
times stronger than she was. The experiment wasn’t even supposed to be a
strength enhancer, but she put in one chemical too many and it blew up in her
face. She didn’t feel any pain, just a little stinging sensation, and then
nothing. She shook her head from disorientation for a little while and then
grabbed for a glass of juice that was nearby. She gripped the glass with only
minimal effort, but the glass shattered into a million pieces like it was made
of fake movie glass instead of real glass, but she knew it was real, she had
just drank from it a couple of minutes before. Then she set her hand down on
the metal desk but when her palm touched the table a little it sank in a
little bit. She drew it away as fast as thought but when she did it created a
fire trail. She thought to herself, "What the hell, what happened to me?!" She
backed away from the metal desk in a slow, shuffling walk until she looked
down and realized she was almost halfway through another steel desk across
from where she was standing. She knew what she was doing was impossible but
she decided to test herself now. There was a solid granite stone that was
three feet by two and a half feet in the teacher’s storage closet that she
knew must have weighed well over a hundred pounds because when the professor
needed it, she usually needed three of the larger guys in class to haul it
into the class room. She went into the back room to get it but then she saw
another one that was much larger. It was 5 feet long and 4 feet across and
must have weighed twice as much as the first one. So she decided to experiment
with this one instead, the first thing she did was to weigh this stone on the
scale in the lab. The scale itself went up to 350 pounds but since the stone
was so light to her she felt it shouldn’t have weighed even that much. So she
set it on the scale and tried to weigh it, but it was more than 350 pounds, it
had to be closer to 500 pounds because the scale was squeaking and making some
horrible noises as the stone was put on it. Then she picked it up off the
scale and tested its weight in her hands, first in both, then in each one. To
her it felt just about as soft and light as her pillow at home, but she knew
it was solid rock and it had to weigh over 500 pounds, somehow she must have
increased her strength so much that even solid granite feels like taffy to
her. She clenched her hands a little too tightly at this thought as the stone
crashed to the floor with a tremendous rumbling, and then she looked into her
hands to find that she was holding two handfuls of dust. My God, she thought
to herself, I crushed that rock without even thinking about it, how strong can
I possibly be. She knew that if she got caught here using her new found
strength to destroy, even without really trying to, most of the school that
she would have a lot to answer for so she left but not before she accidentally
ripped the front door off of its hinges, even though it was locked from the
inside. She thought she was using only minimum force, but of course the door
was still nothing to her now unstoppable strength. Then she saw that no one
was watching her so she was able to escape getting into trouble. Boy, whoever
finds the stuff that she left would be confused, but she didn’t really care,
she wanted to test her body with bigger and heavier objects. So she went for a
short walk, even shorter for her because of her extreme strength and inhuman
speed, to the quarry, which was about two miles away, of course she got there
in about 25 seconds. The rocks over at the quarry were much bigger, tougher,
and of course so heavy that only the strongest of cranes could lift them. The
quarry was closed, just like the school was supposed to be, because it was
Sunday and nothing was open. There was a gate out front that was locked with a
very thick chain with a very big padlock. She didn’t worry about it, all she
did was take the padlock in between her thumb and index finger and squeeze
with about half her total strength. Of course the lock didn’t have a chance
and was broken within a split second, but not only that the metal of the
padlock was starting to melt, she saw this and smiled. Wow, she thought, I
knew I was strong but not strong enough to melt steel. Tara then opened the
gate without even taking the chains off, they snapped with the speed and power
she was unintentionally using. But she didn’t care about that, she wanted to
get in and out of there without being noticed so she just walked in and picked
up the first stone she saw, an eight foot tall, 9 foot wide, 3 ton monster
that was as light to her as her pillow at home was before her enhancement. She
pressed it overhead like it was nothing to her and proceeded to rep it out
until she got tired, which took her some time. She stopped after 500 reps not
because she was tired but because she was bored. Then she started maneuvering
it around so she could put her arms as far around it as she could. It was so
large around that she couldn’t get even ¼ around it but it didn’t matter to
her, she just started squeezing with a little of her strength. Even with the
small amount she was using cracks starting appearing out of nowhere, and the
stone that was nearest to her arms started crumbling like a cookie. She
increased her strength a very small fraction and the rock disintegrated and
there was nothing but dust all around her and on the ground below her. I will
have to learn to control her strength, she thought to herself, I couldn’t even
feel the amount of strength I was using there, but it was not even a 1/8 of my
total strength there and I hardly felt any resistance at all. Well, that was
about two weeks ago and Tara is still having trouble controlling her strength
but now she had a reason for using it. About 10 days ago she decided to become
a guardian for the city, a superhero of sorts, but she wanted to do things in
private, so no one could discover she was really a 19 year old college
student, which could get her in a great deal of trouble with the University.
She decided to make her super identity something so removed from her real life
that no one would recognize it was her. She hated cats so she decided to name
herself Super Kitty, the feline of justice. There are more adventures to come,
Super Kitty will be back, and her super strong secret identity will find
something about herself.

To be continued....