HE BEAT ME NO MORE
By The Dark Scion. Reformated



Cassandra washed the blood from under her nose and gazed into the bathroom
mirror at her swollen eyes and she tasted the blood on her lip. There and then
she resolved that this was going to end.

Cassandra walked into the gym room. This would be his nemesis, she thought.

Everyday whilst the slob was at work she would pump those torpid weights until
that fateful day, and that fateful moment- no matter how long it took. She
walked into the living room and lay on the sofa and entered into a reverie.
Images of the day loomed in and out of consciousness; images of the day to
come chased them away.

Suddenly, Cassandra snapped awake, she had to prepare his evening meal or face
another beating. The table was beautifully set and Cassandra had time to tidy
herself up. Cassandra waited on the sofa. A click from the front door made her
stomach sink.

Warwick walked in and threw down his newspaper next to her . He stood there at
the centre of the living room,

"Where's my dinner, he menacingly growled."

"Hello darling, it's all ready, I hope you like it." Cassandra smiled and
threw her arms about his neck and kissed his lips.

Warwick stood there limp, like a dead fish. He then walked over to the table,
sat down and waited to be served.

Cassandra brought in the meals.

"It's your favourite, Wal.....Chicken Korma."

Warwick grunted and began to scoff down his food.

"Where's the beer, bitch?!!," he yelled.

Cassandra swallowed hard...

"Coming right now with a frosted glass, dear."

Cassandra came back from the kitchen and poured the beer into his beer into
the cold glass.

She sat down and delicately picked at and ate her food.

"So dear, did you have a good day at work, today".

"No, and I don't want to talk about it, ok?!!

Cassandra fell silent.

Warwick soon finished his food and went over and stretched out on the couch
and switched on the TV.

"Bring another of those beers over here, sweetie"

"Yes, right away dear."

Soon Warwick fell asleep and Cassandra stood over the couch and glowered.

Cassandra watched him for some time. He really wasn't all that big, she
thought. You couldn't really call him big she thought. He was only 5'9'' and
weighed about 180lb. She stood at 6ft 6" at the same weight yet he seemed much
stronger especially when he was wild with anger and slapping and pushing her
about.

Cassandra left the room to read in bed. She couldn't do much else, otherwise

Warwick would wake in a rage and slap her about for disturbing him.

Just as about Cassandra was going to put down her book, the thing walked in
through the bedroom door. He had a glint in his eye. The animal wanted sex.
Cassandra pulled off her negligee and raised her knees and spread her legs
under the covers. Warwick was soon on top of her, grunting and grinding his
teeth, squeezing her boobs and groping all over her body. It was over in about
10 minutes and Warwick rolled back onto his pillow and fell asleep.Cassandra
closed her eyes and smiled. Tomorrow it all starts. She would soon deal with
the piece of crap.

The 6am alarm rang and Cassandra got up to fry her husband his eggs and bacon,
make his toast and pour his juice. Warwick soon came into the kitchen ate his
breakfast. He read his newspaper and not once said anything to or even looked
at Cassandra. He soon got up , readied himself and left for work.

Cassandra heard the car pull away, she leapt to her feet and made her way to
the gym.After looking about, Cassandra settled on a set of free weights. They
were only 12lb each and she was straining to do a set. Nevertheless, after one
set of six she felt that her journey and quest had begun. She then lay on the
bench and strained to press 70lb three times. After taking some time to catch
her breath she tried some leg presses and pulled down on some machine for her
shoulders. Cassandra kept trying all day, even though she knew her efforts
were modest she trusted that this would change over time. Finally, an hour
before the thing came home again, she took a shower.

After having dressed, she grilled some steak and made a salad.

As usual the table was set and she waited for the beast to come home.

He came in looking very sullen. Cassandra didn't dare say a word.

" Geez, the traffic was fucked, today, Cassy.! What's for fucking dinner?!"

"I threw on some steaks and made a salad. It's all ready. I chilled some wine
for tonight, if that's ok? Cassandra said in an almost obsequious voice.

"Yeah, that sounds good. Get to it then, the night is half over" Warwick
snipped.

As they sat at the table, Cassandra looked at Warwick and smiled. She slowly
chewed every morsel of steak and as each mouthful made its way to her stomach,
she thought of it all contributing to the day.

Warwick started talking about the usual office politics, back-stabbing and
jealousy. He kept on saying how the place would fall apart if he left. It
seemed to be the same story every night. Cassandra smiled, nodded and agreed
with everything he said whilst imagining lifting heavier and heavier. She
could hardly wait for the night to be over.

The days, weeks and months went by. She felt harder, tighter and most of all
bigger. Today, she weighed herself and found that after 6 months she had put
on ten pounds of solid muscle. Her clothes were feeling tight about her. She
loved it. The only trick was not to let the thing catch on before she was
ready to settle a few things. To this end, she wore dark clothes to make her
appear as usual. The hardest part was to figure what to say when it groped
her. He wouldn't be able to ignore her solidity or her slightly larger
musculature. He might not notice. Well, anyway, she thought, what would he do?
I'll be acting the same as always- submissively.

Soon, another six months went by and Cassandra found herself once again
studying the dial on her bathroom scales. She was now 210lb . For that extra
weight she was now pressing close to 190lb and was throwing about 30lb free
weights. Her shoulders and legs were also much stronger. Warwick did once ask
Cassandra what was going on and she just laughed and said that it must be the
voluntary work she's been doing cleaning the old people's home-lots of lifting
and carrying. He wasn't really interested and didn't think about it. As long
as she continued to obey and pander, Wally wouldn't care.

Another six months went by and Cassandra noticed that her weights hadn't done
any more to her. She was stuck on 210lb. She knew she had to do heavier but
didn't want to buy any new weights and raise any suspicions. Cassandra decided
to go down to the local gym. On her first day the variety of equipment and the
range of weights astonished her. She had got to work. A few months went by and
she barely registered an extra 5lb. Then whilst on the treadmill, a thickset
woman in the next treadmill whispered.

"Hey,I can help you out".

Cassandra was puzzled.

"Gear."

"I've got enough gym wear thanks".

"No, juice!" The woman shot back".

Cassandra looked lost as she continued to pace quickly .

"Look, I've seen you come in here over the last few months and you've been

knocking yourself out but not really getting anywhere". I can sell you
something that will change all that".

Cassandra was immediately interested.

"Yes, go on".

"They're steroids. And with your work and dedication you'll be at least 50%
bigger within a year".

"What are they and are they harmful?".

"They are just a chemical equivalent of a hormone that your body produces
naturally but not in sufficient quantity to affect your muscle mass. And no,
they're not harmful if you take them the right way. You go lightly to start
with and gradually increase the dose and then half way through a month you
start reducing it Take a month off, then repeat and so on."

Cassandra decided to try. In the change room the woman produced a vial and
syringe and showed Cassandra how to administer the hormone. As she injected,
Cassandra felt a rush of power. She hadn't experienced anything like it
before. It was sublime.

The months went on and she noticed her appetite, weight and strength rise and
rise. But she also noticed that her breasts looked smaller and her voice
broke. Although she was thrilled with her gains, she became very concerned
with these changes. She broached her misgivings with her supplier.

"Nothing to worry about, look, you like your size and strength, don't you?

"Yes, very much but....."

"And you do want to get bigger?"

"Yes but......."

"You can have larger breasts with implants. All the girls get them these days.
Look at Jesse over there. They aren't natural but look at how big and
beautiful she is. I can refer you to a guy that does breasts for girls like
us, ok?"

Yeah, that'd be good, thanks.

One night Warwick stared at Cassandra whilst she sat in her lounge chair
reading a magazine. He studied her closely. Cassandra felt uneasy.

" Cassy, you're really big now, I mean really big, what have you been doing?"

Yes, well, honey, as well as my voluntary work down at the home I've been
working out. Don't you think I look better now? My breasts are much bigger
than they wereand you love them, don't you?

"Yeah, I'll give you that but you're face. It's like you're a man."

Can a man fuck you like me, baby?

Warwick paused ...and started to stab his finger at Cassandra.

"Just don't get any ideas, I'm the man and I can still beat the crap out of
you, remember that..."

Cassandra felt like breaking him right there and then but not yet she thought.
She wanted to be at least twice as heavy before she unleashed on him.....

"Dear, you're my honey, and my one and only.. You're the man and I'm the
woman. I know you would always be able to beat the crap out of me.

Warkwick smirked and knodded with satisfaction.

"Honey, would you like me to fix you a drink?" Cassandra meekly said.

"Yeah, I'll have a whiskey neat."

Cassandra brought the drink to Warwick. As he reached out to get it, she
couldn't help notice how weak and scrawny his arm looked compared to hers. She
quickly looked away so as not to give him any inkling about what she was
thinking.

"Cassy, kneel down beside me......"

Cassandra obeyed her husband's request. He grabbed her by the hair and
repeatedly slapped her face.

"Who's the man, bitch?!" Warwick shouted.

"You are, Wal, you are," Cassandra submissively acknowledged

"Damn straight I am!" Warwick snarled.

Cassandra quelled the urge to smash him..

Warwick stood up , undid his belt , unzipped and let his pants drop around his
ankles.

"Suck it, bitch!"

Cassandra noted how skinny his legs looked. She felt she could break them
without too much effort. She felt powerful but the time was not right.

She took his small appendage in her mouth, sucked and flicked her tongue
around it. She took his penis and scrotum into her mouth feeling that she
could have easily bitten them off and devoured them.

"Oh baby, you're the man, Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh damn , you're the man" Cassandra
purred.

Wally was flushed and deeply satisfied. Indeed, he was the man.

He gripped Cassandra's hair and repeatedly thrust until he came. Cassandra
swallowed the tasty treat. She wanted more than that but not now she told
herself.

Warwick smugly pulled up his pants and sat down again to watch TV. Cassandra
sat demurely on her lounge chair smiling inwardly about the day soon to come.

Cassandra was once again in the gym, she was now benching twice her body
weight.

Her legs were pressing 500lb. She could press 300lb above her shoulders for
ten repeats. She felt herself pulsate with power. Joy, her supplier, took her
measurements....

"My god, you've come a long way girl. Let's see your biceps are 18", your
shoulders 58", your calves are 18". Come on, let's weigh you. Wow, you're
290lb."

I feel I can go a lot further. Cassandra said with expectation in her voice.

"Joy, can I increase the dose of what I'm taking?"

"Yeah, but I've got to tell you, and you might have already started noticing
but your clit will grow to quite a large size".

"I'm beyond caring about that baby. It's already big. I want size and
strength, fuck things like that! Anyway, bigger the clit more the pleasure, I
say." Cassandra chuckled.

Ok, here take these tablets and I'll give you the extra vials you'll need.
Also take these, they'll increase your bone mass. You'll need them for the
extra muscle you stack on.

Another three years went by and Cassandra tipped the scales at 560lb. She
roared with delight. The gym fell silent for a moment. Then she heard a few
voices shouted...

"You go girl!!."

Her strength was phenomenal. She was lifting over two and a half times her
weight and pressing five times more than that with her legs. Tonight was going
to be Wally's last. Her vagina was wet.

She gave herself a huge dose of steroid and gave herself the most intense
workout she ever had since commencing her journey to this fateful day. Her
body was pumped and exploding with power.

"Joy , come over here and tell me how big I am baby".

Joy sauntered over with her measure.

"Man, your neck is 42", your shoulders 110".....this is phenomenal!"

Go on, keep telling me, honey. Cassandra cooed in a gravely voice.

"Let's see, biceps 36"! .....

"Quads, 55'

Cassandra effortlessly picked up Joy and swung her around in delight.

"Ok, girl, put me down and let's get on with it."

Calves 36"....

That workout was intense!" Cassandra exclaimed.

"I'm feeling really hungry."

"Honey, you could eat a person, you're so big," Joy laughed.

Cassandra smirked.

Cassandra went home and showered and only threw on her robe. She sat
impatiently on the sofa. She flexed her biceps, back and shoulders and
constantly looked toward the door. She heard the car come into the driveway.
The day was here. She was going to savour every moment of pain she caused
Wally.

The sound of a key going into the door lock focused her attention on the door.
Wally walked into the spider's web.

Wally glanced over at the dining table and saw that it wasn't set.

"Hey, where's dinner you big cow!" Wally furiously yelled.

Cassandra growled back....

" Fuck you, you puny puke, you're making dinner tonight!"

Warwick flew into an immediate rage. He quickly walked toward Cassandra with a
clenched fist.

Cassandra stood up and stared down defiantly at this little man, moving her
head from side to side loosening her large neck muscles. She looked on with
utter contempt.

Before Wally got to her, she disrobed and placed her hands on her hips, flexed
back and triceps. She could break him with one hand. Wally charged and rammed
his fist into her abdomen. Her huge abdominal muscles absorbed the shock with
ease. Cassandra didn't feel a thing. Wally tried again and again. Cassandra
laughed and slapped his face. He fell to the ground.

"Maybe you didn't hear me, Wally, I said you're making dinner, tonight!" she
said with menace.

Wally felt stupefied, he didn't believe what happened. He was the man. He
stood up and regained his composure. This time he swung at her face. Rather
than try to stop his fist, Cassandra let it land flush on her jaw. She felt
nothing but a slight sting and leered down at Wally. She slapped his face
again, and he fell to the ground. Bending over and grabbing him by the belt,
Cassandra hoisted the small body over her head with one hand. She swung him
into the wall, and let him drop.

"Now bitch, get into the kitchen and fry me up 4 steaks medium rare and a
dozen eggs!"

Wally lifted himself and felt fearful for the first time in his marriage. He
went into the kitchen and prepared the steaks and eggs and placed them on the
dining room table.

"You forgot the fucking beer, bring me the fucking beer! 4 bottles!"

Wally obeyed.

The steak and eggs quickly disappeared and the beers went as fast.

"You know Wally, I could do with seconds, get off your bony ass and serve me".

Cassandra quickly devoured and drunk the second round. Feeling satisfied she
place her hands behind her head and watched Wally study the size of her arms ,
shoulders and chest. Cassandra stood up and hit the table with her fist. It
collapsed into two jagged pieces.

"I feel like breaking you the same way , Wally. But I want to do it slowly.
I'm going to kill you and leave you in a broken , bloody and pulped mess."

Wally was white with terror.

"Cass....Cass.....please... I never ...."

Cassandra took Wally's arm twisted and pulled it out of its socket. He
screamed as he heard the crackling sound and felt the intense pain rip through
his arm and shoulder. Cassandra smiled.

"Wally, honey, just to let you know, that was effortless. It was like twisting
plasticine. I can tear both your arms off but I don't want to make a mess yet
and I want you to suffer for a while before I end your miserable life."

Cassandra grabbed Wally about the throat, and lifted him off his chair into
the air. She laughed. He felt very light compared to her normal weights.

"Oooooooooh, Wally," she purred, "I'm feeling randy"

Cassandra let wally drop to the ground.. Her clitoris swelled. It was 9" to
Wally's puny 5" and three times a thick. She tore of his shirt, pants and
underwear. She forced him on all fours and thrust her clit into his backside.
His anus tore. Wally screamed in pain.

"Please, Please...no more. I won't ever mistreat you again, Cassy."

"Wally, you would never be capable again. So it's not much of an offer , is
it? You scrawny, puny wimp"

Cassandra continued to thrust until she came. She stood up and picked Wally up
by the throat again.

"Now Wally, suck my clit and lick my cunt!", Cassandra lowered him to the
ground.She watched Wally choke and struggle as she thrust her clit down his
throat. Her cunt gushed hot.

Before she came, she picked Wally up by the throat again.

She punched him with one forceful blow to the chest that sent him plummeting
with sickening force into the floor.

Like a cat playing with a mouse, Cassandra raised him to his feet with one
hand and with the other she gave him a bone crushing blow to one side. The
room resonated with a multiple cracking. Blood flowed from Wally's mouth.

"Come on Wally, don't die just yet. I'm hardly satisfied."

Cassandra held Wally with the other hand, and punched his other side. Again,
sickening crackling filled the room.

"God, I'm big and strong aren't I, Wal the man?"

She released Wally and let him slump to the floor. After studying his broken
body for a few moments she went into the kitchen and brought back a pitcher of
cold water to revive what consciousness that was left.

"Now , I'm going to break your back."

Cassandra picked Wally up by the ankles and pivoted his back behind her
massive neck. Like a Nautilus machine she brought his head and legs together.
The snapping and tearing sound made her come. Wally's abdomen split open. He
was dead.

Cassandra wasn't going to stop.

She let Wally's lifeless body fall to the ground. As Wally lay there, she just
couldn't help flexing her biceps over the crushed and torn body.

"You fucking weak cunt!" she roared.

Cassandra picked the body up and twisted its head right around. It fell limp
against his chest. She placed her hand around the throat and held the body
against the wall. With a forceful blow she shattered and crushed the sternum.
Cassandra raised the head and with one punch crushed the face and with another
punch smashed his skull completely. Letting the totally crushed and pulped
torso fall to the ground, Cassandra placed her foot on one leg and grabbed his
other leg with both hands and with inhuman force tugged the leg toward the
ceiling. Wally's body tore into two pieces.

Cassandra's day finished. She showered her massive frame, dried herself and
walked naked into the kitchen to feed.