Amanda's heart was beating hard inside her chest. Watching the girls play on offense had thrilled her. She liked seeing the way the girls played with a little extra muscle, using their speed, their cleverness and the element of surprise to score against the clearly superior physical abilities the boys still possessed. She had almost cheered out loud when Sarah had outrun Shawn to the end zone.

But now she was worried about the consequences of her game. The girls had embarrassed the boys, and now the boys were out to prove a point. They were not pleased that had taken them two plays to get the score back. Even from her perch across the street, Amanda could see that Bill had not been upset that Sarah and April had been able to tackle him. At the beginning of the game he had marched down the field laughing while both of them, plus Amber, were hanging onto his legs and back trying to bring him down. Before they had been laughing and grabbing at the girls while the girls had tried their best to compete, but this was more like a real game, and Amanda could tell that the boys were not about to let the girls think that they had any business playing real football. Not against the Team!

Amanda watched the girls chatter among themselves as they got set for the next kickoff. They looked nervous, having sensed that the boys were taking the game more seriously. Amanda went to work. First she aimed at the girls, giving each of them a larger dose of muscle boosting rays than she had the first time, although she didn't want to make them look too muscular. Thinking a moment, she gave them a second dose, a bit of height to balance out the muscle.

April felt the tension and was trying to keep the girls spirits on the game. "Come on girls! Let's go! We've shown them we can score. Now let's do it some more!"

Becky was standing three feet further back. "I don't know, April. That's a great cheer, but look at them. They look mad now. This game can be rough, you know. I don't wanna get hurt!"

Sarah nodded. "Becky's right. I don't mind Bill getting a few gropes here and there, especially if he asks me out after the game like I think he will. But I'm not built like a football player. They could snap us like twigs if they really try! And my legs won't look good in my shorts if they're bruised!"

Amber clapped her hands and watched the new muscles on her arm jump. "I know how you feel, Sarah. But we've all gotten stronger playing against the boys. I think it's potential we've always had but never used. Maybe we just don't know how good we can be. If we can stay focused, be determined and try harder, maybe we can be better than we ever thought we can be!"

"Yeah, that's the spirit!" April said emphatically just as the next dose hit. "Yeah! Oh yeah! Can you FEEL what the right spirit DOES?" She felt her shirt tighten as her shoulders and chest expanded, forcing the top button to open and creating crease marks across her bust. "We've just got to have the WILL to WIN!" She lifted her right arm and watched her biceps expand to fifteen and then sixteen inches. She flexed them and they grew even more, forcing the sleeve of her shirt up toward her shoulder. "See that girls? If we want to, we can be as strong as ANY boy!"

Becky crept closer to see. "Gosh, April, I bet yours are as big as Shawn's. But I'm still ... hey! I just felt something!" Becky was wearing just a tube around her well-developed bust, so she felt less constricted in her clothing than April and the growth of her pecs, her shoulders and her abdominals was more plainly visible. "I think your spirit's rubbing off on me!" She patted her abs and then hit them harder, delighting in the solid drum-like sound her hand made. "They're so tight, like they could stop anything! I'm so buff!" She flexed her muscles. "And look at these! They're as big as yours, April, but they look even bigger because I'm so short! And I'm even bigger than you, Amber!"

Amber closed her eyes thinking as positively as she could and miraculously she felt the energy surge too. "Not for long! I'm getting it too!" Her shoulders widened and her strong, but stocky figure reformed, as her pecs pushed her breasts out while the increased strength of her abdominals tightened her waist. Her hips also broadened, as solid muscle packed her thighs and butt. "Wow! I feel like I could lift a truck!" she said enthusiastically, flexing a bicep that powered past eighteen and then nineteen inches. She pumped her fist into her palm. "Come on! Bring it on!" she shouted, her green eyes flashing at the boys.

The three empowered girls looked at Sarah, who waited anxiously. "I don't know, guys! I don't think I can ... but wait! It's happening to me again too!" Sarah's willowy figure began to thicken slightly. He long legs grew shapelier and more muscular, while her waist also tightened. Her long, slender arms didn't grow bulging muscles the way Amber's did, and they didn't look as large as Becky's stubbier ones, but they were growing in size and strength nevertheless, becoming deceptively powerful.

The girls lined up beside each other now, waiting impatiently for the ball, while the boys looked at them from across the field.

"What's going on with them, Shawn?" Tom asked. "What are they so excited about?"

"They're waiting for you to jump on them!" Shawn grinned.

"I don't know. They look different somehow," Bill suggested, having the best eyesight of the four of them.

Mike rubbed his hands. "They're just dirtier, Bill. And after this play, I'm going to make sure one girl is as dirty as she's ever been!"

Bill stared. "I could swear that they look as big as the teams we play for real."

"You're crazy. You KNOW they're all regular girls, Bill. Maybe you need another beer!"

Meanwhile the girls were all looking at each other, eagerly awaiting the ball. In response to the dosage of the height growth ray, fired briefly at each of them in quick succession, they all grew at the same time. Their proportions remained exactly the same, so that other than the increased tightness in their clothing, which they attributed to continuing muscle growth, they were unaware that April was now 6'2", Becky was 5'9", Sarah was 6'1" and Amber was 6' or that their muscles had also increased in size with their height so that Amber's biceps were now 21", just as large as Tom's.

"We're going to show these powers how girls can play when they really WANT TO!" April said.

"YES WE ARE!" Becky, Amber and Sarah shouted back.

Amanda briefly wondered whether she should really shrink the boys, but as they prepared to kick the ball, she quickly decided their experience playing football for the school would still give them an advantage, which she didn't want them to use to hurt the girls, and her scientific side was curious how the gun would work using both rays in tandem. She fired the combined ray first at Mike as he kicked the ball, and then at Tom, Shawn and Bill as they ran down the field to resume play.

As they had planned, Mike's kick was high but not too deep, designed to give the boys plenty of time to surround the girl unlucky enough to receive. The ray, however, sapped strength from Mike that he ran more and more slowly down the field, falling behind his teammates, his thick leg muscles shrinking inside his blue jeans.

Tom was in front, aiming to cut Amber off from the play. But as he neared her he slowed down too, first as his legs weakened, but then as she seemed to loom larger and larger the closer he got to her. Amazingly, when she was just ten feet away, she actually seemed taller than him, with bulging muscles. She seemed to accelerate toward him. He reached out to grabbed her across the shoulders, but miscalculated, his hands instead touching her breasts. She looked annoyed briefly, and then grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him backwards off his feet and rolling along the ground. She stopped in amazement, pleased, and even more surprised than he was, then ran toward the ball to help.

Mike was running straight toward Becky, who, as the smallest of the girls, felt it was useless to try blocking and instead positioned herself forward to be available for a possible lateral if the receiver got free of the first wave of tackles. She started in a fright when she saw Mike barreling toward her. He had been aiming for her all game, launching his heavy body on top of her and throwing her down into the dirt each play, then using a little extra time for a few well placed feels of her breasts and butt. She liked him, sure, but he was so rough! This time, though he didn't look so scary and in fact was running more slowly than usual. She took the opportunity to brace herself for contact, but as he approached he seemed uncertain what to do. She looked back at April and the ball and decided she wouldn't be needed this play. No, instead she could use the chance as she wanted. As Mike slowed, she started toward him.

"What the ..." he started to say when Becky ran into him, knocking the slightly taller boy off his feet and then diving on top of him. "Ouuugh!" he said, as her increased weight pushed down on his weakened stomach and chest muscles and forced the air out of him.

"Girls can be strong too, if they only try!" she said. She gripped his arms tightly and held him on the ground for a moment, enjoying the reversal, although wondering why his arms were so thin and soft.

The ball started to drop toward April, and she positioned herself under it while Sarah cautiously stood in front to protect her. Bill had been going for her all game, and while she liked the attention that the school's starting receiver gave her, she thought he was too aggressive. Yet she was now feeling more confident than before and ran forward to meet him. The more confident she felt, the smaller he seemed to become and before he even reached her, she reached out and stopped him cold. They locked arms as if playing Mercy. Sarah's bright eyes stared down at him. "Down!?" they both thought, and then Sarah steadily and painfully twisted Bill's arms down.

"I thought ... you ... but you can't be" he protested as Sarah held him locked in her grip.

"... stronger than you?" she said, finishing her thought. Her long, wiry arms seemed charged with strength. "Why not, if I believe in myself!" she said, squeezing his torso hard in retaliation .

This left Shawn, who had always resented April for rejecting his advances in 8th grade and had used the game this afternoon to impress on her what she had missed in not properly appreciating him and his body all these years. He waited nearby for the ball to get to April. Whether she caught it or not, he would be sure to catch her! But again, as he got closer, he was amazed that she seemed taller and more muscular than he would have ever believed. She grabbed the ball easily and then ran right at the diminished Shawn. He timed his jump to grab her waist and wrestle her to the ground, but instead, just connected with a surprisingly thick and hard thigh and bounced off, falling to the ground. Surprised as well, April stopped, giving Shawn time to scramble to his feet and jump at her again, but the contact barely affected her, and she started running downfield with Shawn holding on to her hard, muscular waist, her powerful thighs easily running with Shawn's weight, which oddly seemed to diminish increasingly as the excitement of scoring on the kickoff return filled her with added strength.

"Touchdown!" she squealed triumphantly. She spiked the football into the ground and then lifted Shawn into the air and almost did the same with him before dropping him unceremoniously at her feet and jogging back to rejoin her cheering teammates.

"Whew!" they shouted, danced and clapped their hands in rhythm while Amanda watched gleefully.
"Girls rule! Girls rule!
That's the way to play the game!!
Girls rule! Girls rule!
That's the way to play the game!!"