Tricia stared hypnotically at the small bulge in her bicep that sprang to life and receded every time she flexed her bicep. With every flex, she began to slowly realize that her muscles weren't just for show. The feeling was undescribable. She felt...

...strong....powerful....invincible....

Arnold could only look on helplessly as his friend beamed with pure joy, intoxicated by the strength and power now contained in new body. Tricia stopped flexing momentarily and walked over to a nearby mailbox as she smiled at Arnold, overflowing with confidence now.

Wrapping her arms around the big metal object, Tricia smiled as began to imagine she somehow now possessed superhuman strength -- maybe even strength enough to lift the mailbox from its bolted position.

"Now it shouldn't be too tough to lift thi----" thought Tricia to herself as she took a deep breath and tightened her grip in an effort to lift it.

CREEEEEEEEEKKK!

The metal skin of the mailbox folded like an accordian from Tricia's squeeze, collapsing within her arms as she lost her balance and fell forward awkwardly onto the crushed mailbox. The warped metal folded limply underneath Tricia's body as if it was made of foam, jagged edges being bent back against Tricia's now-invincible flesh.

CREEEEEEEKKK!!! BOOM!!! Tricia landed on top of the mailbox, squishing parts of flat against the cracked sidewalk. Momentarily shocked -- and slightly embarrassed over her pratfall -- Tricia slowly arose and untangled herself from the metallic wreckage, bending the hardened metal away from her like cotton candy.

"WOW! Did you see that?" Tricia asked a wide-eyed Arnold as she dusted herself off and marvelled at her handiwork.

"I'm like...Supergirl!"

"You mean Popeye..." Arnold said under his breath, looking more than a little nervous.

"What do you mean? Wait...do you know what happened to me?" asked Tricia raising her voice slightly.

"No...I mean, yes....I mean, well.....you said you should be a be as strong as Popeye and I just thought about it for a sec and tried to stop but....."

"Wait!" Tricia said holding up a hand and pausing as she smiled wide at Arnold. "You mean YOU did this?"

"Well.....yeah...I guess!"

Tricia squealed like a giddy school girl and leapt forward hugging Arnold, releasing him almost instantly as she heard a faint crack of his ribs.

"Ow!"

"Oops...sorry! I guess I don't know my own strength!" Tricia giggled sheepishly as Arnold grabbed his side in obvious pain.

"So...how did you do this?"

"I dunno....I think I have the power to change people's bodies. And not just physically, but even down to their DNA and cellular level."

"You mean, you can turn people into dogs and stuff?" asked Tricia quizically.

"No...well, I guess maybe, but what I mean is I cannot only change what's on the outside -- like how you look now -- but also change your DNA. Like giving you superstrength!"

"And all you have to do is think of something and it happens?" Tricia asked as she sat down next to Arnold, her brain slowly beginning to process this amazing revelation.

"Well not exactly....sometimes it happens when I don't want it to! Like with Lila for example ---"

"LILA?!?!?!" Tricia exclaimed as her tiny fist came down and struck the sidewalk, shattering pieces like a superpowered jackhammer. Being Arnold's friend and confidante all these years, Tricia has disliked Lila as much as Arnold, constantly being tormented by her and her friends throughout middle school and much of high school.

"Don't even TELL me you gave her superstrength!" demanded Tricia.

"Well, I didn't WANT to, but she tricked me!"

Tricia stuck her palm against her forehead in disgust. "Great! When I think I now have a little confidence and power, I found out you've given superstrength also to the girl who's tormented me -- and you, Arnold -- practically our whole lives. Way to go! Is she as strong as me now?" Tricia asked looking at Arnold, a panic-stricken look on his face.
"Stronger?....Arnold!! How strong did you make her?!?!"

"Umm....really strong...."

"How strong is really strong?"

"Like...unstoppable strong...and with a buncha different powers...."

"You realize she's gonna kill us, right! She's probably gonna be here in a second!"

"Oh no, she flew to the moon!" said Arnold non-chalantly as if that was comforting.

"She can FLY?!?! What else can she --- Waitaminute....if you can give her those powers, why not me?"

"I dunno....one rampaging superpowerful girl in my life is enough! Besides, I don't know how I did it!"

Thinking momentarily, Tricia thought how incredible it felt to be so strong. "Just imagine what a whole slew of superpowers would feel like?" Tricia thought to herself as a plan formed in her head. Sliding closer to Arnold, Tricia placed a hand delicately on his leg.

"Do I look like a rampaging maniac, Arnold?" Tricia asked innocently, her hand sliding closer to Arnold's crotch. "Besides, it might be useful to have a superpowered girlfriend to like defend you....and do other stuff...." Tricia whispered as she slid her had and cupped his burgeoning member. "Now what WERE those powers, you didn't want Lila to have....."
imagined herself with powers like Lila's