She woke up as energised as always, bouncing out of bed for morning body inspection. Truthfully these little sessions had become rather narcissistic in nature; she spent ten minutes or so striking poses in front of the mirror, admiring her new physique. "Really must get myself a nice full length mirror, she mused.
Something she did need was new clothes. She had skirts and pants that still fit her, but most of her tops strained over the huge muscles; shed split more than one of them, and was down to a few T shirts that had proved particularly stretchy. And as for bras... forget it. Not only didnt anything she have come close to fitting any more, she suspected she would have to have them specially made from now on.
Not that she seemed to need a bra anyway, she mused. Her breasts remained incredibly firm and jutted proudly from her chest. "Hmmm, she murmured, "but breasts are held up by ligaments, not muscle. Apparently whatever had happened to her wasnt restricted to muscle growth.
Of course, that would be expensive. Elise had been living off her savings and jewellery for two years now, but there wasnt a lot left of either. Whilst she had been ill she had put off thinking about it, because she couldnt see any actual solution. Elise had never bothered much about school, never learned any kind of profession, never had any kind of job. The idea of getting a job offended her ##" why should she have to go out and work for money? Other people did that, and gave money to her!
A noise outside attracted her attention, and she looked out the bedroom window and smiled. "Hello, Rod, she murmured. Her weasel-faced neighbour was out doing a little yard work. Rod was a lawyer, she knew. Some rising star at a big company in the city. Rich, the kind of man that used to shower her with gifts in hopes that she would be seen on his arm, because lord knows he could never get a woman like her based on his looks. The kind of man that had dared to think her looks a thing of the past, the nasty little bastard.
"I want to hurt him, she whispered. She thought it over, rolling the words around in her head. She thought about last night, how Simon had begged and pleaded, how his soft, weak body had felt as she controlled it, bent and broke it. It had been so delicious... and to do that to Rod would be even better, surely...
"Why not, she murmured. She quickly went and found one of those big stretchy T shirts, pulling it over her huge frame and hoping the seams would hold. Her nipples were stiff and hard at the thought of what she was about to do, and she smiled at how they poked through the material. She found a skirt that had once been quite loose, and managed to struggle into it. A pair of sandals completed the outfit and she smiled at herself in the mirror before walking slowly downstairs.
She opened Rods gate and stepped through, closing it behind her carefully and walking through to his yard. "Hi Rod, she said. He turned and smiled at her for a long moment, then blinked as the shock registered.
"Elise... he said softly. "God, that cant be you?
"Yes Rod, its me, she said.
"But... but... how?
"Oh, never mind little things like that. Lets just say theres been some changes made, shall we? She smiled at his gaze. He couldnt pull his eyes from her biceps, and she casually flexed one to give him a show. He gaped as the muscles jutted out.
No sense in playing around, she figured, and stepped forward and punched him in the stomach. She was careful to use no more than maybe half strength, but her fist seemed to sink an awful long way in and his mouth went quite round as he let out a single loud "Oooof! He sort of crumpled around her fist, and she had to catch him to stop him collapsing. She picked him up, amused at how easy it was to hoist a full grown man over her shoulder, and marched into his house. She took him up to the bedroom and tossed him on the bed. After a minute, he began to show signs of life.
"God Elise, what are you doing... he gasped.
"Isnt it obvious, Rod? Im hurting you, Elise said. She climbed onto the bed and straddled Rod, placing her hands on either side of his ribcage. "Do you like my biceps? She asked. "Look at how strong my arms are now!
She squeezed, and felt his ribcage sag under the pressure. Rod groaned and flailed about with his arms and legs, but to no effect.
She released him. "Hmmm, I like it when you thrash about like that Rod, she said. "You didnt even move me an inch, did you see? Did you feel how useless your strength was against my body? Did you feel how your bones bent under my hands? I can do anything to you, Rod, anything at all, and there isnt anything you can do to stop me. She leaned down now, voice becoming intense. "Do you understand that, Rod? Do you understand how weak and helpless you are compared to me?
He flinched from her, not just from the sheer physical power confronting him, but from the almost maniacal passion in her voice.
She scooted off him and yanked him up to his feet , an arm on each of his biceps. Smiling, she squeezed, sinking her fingers into his own muscles. He was a young guy, obviously not in great shape but no 90 lb weakling either, but his muscles felt soft in her hands, pliable, like squeezing a piece of warm, soft clay. He screamed as her fingers sank towards the bone beneath, and lashed out with a foot, kicking her in the shin. She hardly even felt it.
"Hmmmm, does it hurt, Rod? Does it? Im only a girl, cant you stop me from hurting you like this? Put me in my place? She chuckled as she released his arms and grabbed him at the waist and neck, lifting him bodily high above her head. He wriggled frantically, threatening to overbalance Elise, and she decided what the hell, and threw him down to the floor, hard. He hit with an impact that shook the room and the breath rushed out of him again. Elise smiled and stripped the T shirt off, baring her huge breasts, then leaned down and picked him up before throwing him down again, then again.
She lifted him for the fourth time, but he was pretty much out of it by then so she tossed him onto the bed and stood watching, letting him recover as she stripped her skirt off and tossed the sandals aside. She stripped Rod off as well, simply tearing his clothes off of him and tossing them aside. "Oooo, not a very big boy, are you Rod, she chuckled as she shredded his boxers. After a few minutes he came around again, groaning as he sat up. She watched his eyes focus, saw the shock as he realised he was naked, the even greater shock as he saw her own naked form fully revealed to him.
"Please stop, he begged. She smiled at the pleading tone in his voice, the fear.
"All you can do is beg me, isnt it? She smiled, loving her revenge on him, loving the feeling of total control, total power. "You can beg... and plead... but you cant stop me. Im going to hurt your balls now, Rod. Im going to reach over and take them in my hands and squeeze them until you cry.
He started to sit up and her hand lashed out, encircling his bicep, locking him in place. "No, Rod, you cant get away from me, you cant resist me. She looked deep into his eyes, revelling in the fear she saw there. "Look at me, Rod, look at the muscles, look at the power I have compared to you. Youre helpless compared to me. Weak, soft, childlike. I can do whatever I like, and I am going to hurt your balls, Rod. It is going to happen. Accept the fact.
She reached down and encircled his scrotum with her fingers, smiling as he shuddered violently. She squeezed, gently at first, and he moaned in pain. "Oh god dont, please Elise, Ill do anything you want!
"See youre trying to negotiate with me, but theres nothing to negotiate Rod. You have no bargaining position. You cant offer to do whatever I want if I dont hurt you, because I can make you do whatever I want and hurt you anyway. You dont have any choice or say in the matter... and thats a feeling you need to get used to.
She squeezed harder, and Rod screeched and broke into huge, gurgling sobs. Tears flowed freely from his eyes as he completely lost any last shreds of dignity or self control. Elise smiled broadly, revelling in the feeling of total and utter domination. She owned him now. She released his balls and sat up, pulling him around so he was lying side on to her, laying his head against her breast. "Suck my nipple, Rod, she said quietly. His mouth latched onto her fiercely erect nipple without any hesitation and he suckled, still crying into her warm flesh. "Shhhhh, theres my good boy, she crooned, stroking his hair as he gradually calmed down. "Theres my good boy, Elise is here to make it better.
Eventually he became limp and still, and she released him. "Look at me, she said. She sat back, leaning against the headboard, and spread her legs. "Now come and lick my clit, Rod, she ordered. He bent to the task instantly, plunging his tongue in between her swollen labia, searching out her clit and caressing it softly. "Oh yes, thats lovely... she sighed. She put her hands on his shoulders. "Oh god, dont stop, oh my god, yessssss.... she sank her fingers into his shoulder muscles, pushing deep, not hard enough to punch through the skin, but enough to crush the muscle and leave a series of deep bruises. Rod moaned in pain, but kept licking, terrified of what she would do if he stopped.
She moaned as his tongue worked. He was surprisingly skilled at cunnilingus. "Yes, keep licking, she murmured. She shifted her fingers and sank them in again, feeling his moan in pain. "Lick me well, Rod... make me cum. But dont ever make the mistake of thinking that it will stop the pain if you please me. I hurt you because I enjoy it, and nothing will ever stop that. Pain is in your life now Rod, so accept it. She smiled. "Though if you do please me sufficiently, and beg most delightfully, I may just reduce the amount of pain I give you, she added generously.
His tongue went to work frantically, driven on by her words, and she felt her orgasm sweep through her. Her thighs clenched on his head and body, and she felt him struggling against their immense power as her cum spurted into his mouth and over his face.
Finally she relaxed, sitting up, and tossed Rod aside with a casual flick of her leg. He moaned, and she smiled. At least he was still alive. He should be grateful for that.
She stood up, stretching mightily, flexing her muscles. Rod stared up at her with absolute terror in his eyes. She walked over and stroked his face softly, smiling.
"You know you belong to me now, dont you? she said softly. He looked at her uncertainly, then silently nodded. "In a few hours, or a day or so, youll start to think you can call the police. If you do, Ill say you and I are in a relationship, we argued, and it got a bit rough. Police are soooo reluctant to get involved in domestic disputes. And Rod... our whole culture will be telling them that in any given domestic dispute, the man is the violent one. Call the cops and they will most likely take you away in cuffs, not me.
She pulled her T shirt and skirt back on, stepped into the sandals. "And no matter what happens, even if they arrest me, even if they convict me and jail me, sooner or later I will be free. And Rod... Ill come for you. Count on it. And when that happens, you will suffer like no man ever has. Imagine every single rib snapped, one by one. Imagine your balls ripped off completely. Imagine your arms and legs torn from their sockets. Do you understand me? She was lying, of course ##" one look at her physique would probably convince the cops that she was the abusive party, and the last thing she wanted was trouble with the law. But she wanted to terrify him, make him so frightened that there was no chance he would involve the police. She had to break his spirit, if she was to have any chance of getting away with this.
He nodded slowly, obviously scared, tears of horror brimming in his eyes. Elise felt her pussy throb in lust at the expression.
"Good. Now, Ill take one of your debit cards, please. Pin number too. Im going shopping.
Rod took a thick wallet from the bedside table and selected one from the large array of cards in there. He held it out without a word of protest. "Thank you, she said with a smile. "Ill keep this, actually. Be sure the account is kept in credit at all times, no matter what I spend ##" if the card is ever refused for any reason, Ill take it out on your hide. She smiled. "Got to go shop now, honey. I will be back... when I feel like it. And remember... not a word about this. She flexed her arms again, making her rock-hard biceps swell enormously. "Or else," she added dangerously.
As she headed out shopping, Elise basked in a warm glow. What a wonderful way to spend an afternoon!
------------------------
Did you enjoy this story? Do you want to read more? I'd love to hear your thoughts at adeaderend@hotmail.com.