Amanda brushed her hands together and chuckled, having taken care of matters so easily while testing her strength and muscles density. Her gaze turned toward the few police officers still firing their guns at her. Her smile turned toward a wicked stare. The fact that the bullets bounced off her body had initially excited her. They felt like rain against her muscle loaded body. Now the bullets were simply annoying her.

Realizing that this naked, hugely muscled girl was turning her attention towards them, the police officers stopped firing. If she were pissed off there apparently was little they could do to stop her. Amanda turned and took a few steps toward the police officers, ready to try a few other tests with her apparent super human strength.

But before she could reach them a blast of wind whipped her hair around. Amanda turned her attention to the flash of red and blue and looked wide eyed at the man standing next to her.

“That’s quite enough young lady! I don’t know what you are trying to prove, but your little reign of terror is over.”

Amanda turned slowly, her excitement renewed. She could feel blood run into her nipples and they pressed out like twin bullets. She tensed her muscles gently and they snapped to attention, bristling up in size to match those of the most powerful superhero of them all.

“Reign of terror? Oh, please. I just took care of a few annoyances. And trust me, they all deserved it.”

Superman looked over at the destroyed house sitting in the street and onto the sidewalk. Turning on his x-ray vision he located the four teen-agers and saw that they were all still alive, though all but one was in critical condition.

“I’m not sure what your idea of justice is, but dropping a house on someone with the intent of killing them is far worse than anything they could have done to you.”

Amanda growled. “And what would you know about it? That boy in there kidnapped me and held me for over two days. Those girls were powered up and dangerous. I did everyone a favor.”

Superman turned his attention back toward the super strong girl. She didn’t sound very stable to him. But she was certainly what he found arousing. Her naked form was more than just a little disconcerting. Large, gravity defying breasts, bulging, powerful muscles. And certainly plenty of strength. But what was with the belt? Letting out a sigh to pull himself back to the matter at hand, he realized that he needed to neutralize her quickly before she did something even worse or he became aroused.

“Look. I really don’t care about why this happened right now. But you need to stand down and let me help those kids in there. Then we can go somewhere so you can explain everything.”

Amanda sniffed. Stand down? Who talks like that? And besides, she had little interest in being a science project to bunch of lame morons in tights. Especially this one. Biting her lower lip she decided that if she really were as strong as Arnold explained, perhaps she should see how she stacks up against Superman. If she were as strong as him…..

Setting herself Amanda quickly charged forward, anxious to see what she could do against the strongest man on earth.

Superman sighed. Why do they always try to measure up to him? Don’t they know he’s named Superman for a reason?

Not moving, he placed his hands on his hips and allowed the muscle girl to come at him. Amanda smiled as Superman remained in the same spot. She reared her fist back and tensed her body, causing her muscles to bulge back up to full prominence and bristle across her frame.

Reaching Superman in an instant she slammed her fist into his stomach with a loud smack, followed by a high pitched “Ow!” and then a quick “Dammit!”

Superman shook his head. He was fairly impressed. He had actually felt the blow. Amanda looked up at Superman, shaking her damaged hand and rubbing her sore shoulder, pissed off that she was clearly weaker than him at this point.

Superman looked down at her, quickly glancing at her hand to see that she hadn’t even broken any bones. Impressive. But he also didn’t want this to linger. Pulling his own arm back quickly, he brought his open hand forward and with a dull thud, smacked Amanda hard in the chest, sending her flying backward 50 feet, bouncing along the road on steel hard buns that broke through the concrete, leaving divots in her wake before she came to a rest. Groaning, Amanda clutched her pectorals and looked at Superman with scorn. He looked at her, remaining stoic.

“Now just stay down. I’m going to help out the crew here by the house to rescue the boy and girls you hurt, then we’ll be leaving.”

As Superman turned toward the house and began ripping off sections to dig out Arnold and the girls, Amanda flushed with anger and embarrassment. She also pulled the gun out of the belt, happy that it was undamaged and that Superman had completely ignored it.

Amanda grit her teeth and thought to herself. “Well it looks like I’m going to need another shot before I can challenge Mr. Boy Scout. Then we’ll see who the smug one will be!”

Making sure the dial was set to maximum muscle, Amanda brought the gun behind her and pulled the trigger, moaning with pleasure as she felt the power begin to flood her body.

Her muscles, already capable of flexing to outlandish proportions began to pulse, not growing any bigger, but becoming denser and stronger. The pain in her wrist, fingers and chest faded quickly as her muscles began to pound forward. She smiled as she held the trigger, realizing that up to this point the gun had really only been shot at her for moments. Now she was experiencing a full long blast. She’d show Superman what some REAL super strength was all about! Then she’d wipe that arrogant smile right off his face.

After a few minutes, Amanda sensed a transformation into something even more wonderful than she had previously experienced and released the trigger. Standing back up, Amanda glowed with strength and vigor as the incomparable power settled into her mega muscles. Flexing up her right arm casually her bicep exploded upward, climbing up to the top of her fist. Energy discharges sparked around her peak and she felt the strength of millions of men pound within her muscle. Letting out a quick laugh, Amanda jumped up to the top of nearby 10 story building and rapped the gun around a metal grate, ensuring that nobody else would be able to use the gun.

Jumping back into the air, Amanda landed 10 feet away from Superman with explosive force, her unimaginably powerful body slamming down onto the pavement, sending shock waves for blocks, blasting cars into the air and smashing windows on nearby buildings. Even Superman was knocked off his feet from the unexpected earth quake. Getting back up quickly he turned to see the same girl he just subdued walk out of the crater she created. Only she looked different, as if she’d swallowed an Underdog super energy pill. Every muscle was rippling with incredible size, flexing up to gargantuan proportions and crackling with impossible power. Super mega Amanda stopped two feet from Superman and placed her hands on her hips, rolling her ultra muscles forward into an invulnerable wall of might.

“Hello Superman. I believe we have some unfinished business.”