Vegas BBW Bash

Being a native of Southern California I am ashamed to say that I hardly ever got to Las Vegas. I had only been three times in the past ten years so I had been excited at the prospect of staying in Vegas and partying all night. My friends and I drove most of the night and checking into the hotel at 2 AM. I went to my room, changed my clothes and immediately went down to warm up on the slot machines.

After a few hours of playing the slot machines I realized my all night partying years must have stayed behind in Los Angeles because I was exhausted. I went to look for my friends and could not find them so I wandered back up to my room and fell asleep in my clothes.

I woke up around noon and called my friends to see what they were doing. They were both asleep and had played black jack hours after I had gone back to bed. I decided to cruise around the hotel and see what else there was to do besides gamble. I got off the elevator and my eyes were assaulted by an entourage of extremely large women all waiting at the front desk to check in.

I turned to one of the bellhops and said, “What’s going on?”

He replied, “It is the annual BBW Bash and we are the host hotel.”

He saw the look of confusion on my face and said, “BBW, you know, big beautiful woman.”

I said, “Oh. Thanks.” I paused for a moment and said, “I guess beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder.”

The bellhop laughed and said, “Amen to that.”

I took a seat in the lounge, picked up a hotel pamphlet that listed all their amenities and started to leaf through it when I heard a sultry seductive voice say, “You know you’re right. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. If you didn’t see a room full of beautiful women then maybe you are looking in the wrong place.”

I pulled my eyes from the pamphlet and found myself face to face with a very large woman. Everything about her was large. She had a big head, big eyes, round face, full over-sized lips, a big body, very large breasts and a big ass. She had to outweigh me by a good hundred pounds if not more. Still, she had a pleasant look to her and a very inviting smile so I said, “Oh really? Where should I be looking?”

She leaned in closer and said, “Let’s face it honey. We date for looks but we marry for personality. Then twenty years from now none of us have our good looks and we have better married someone we can spend every day with. So why look skin deep when beauty goes so much deeper? Sure, I could unzip my top and show you some of the best cleavage you’ve ever seen but even skinny women can grow boobs.”

When she said this she unzipped the shirt she was wearing and gave me a glimpse of the two biggest breasts I had ever set eyes on. I momentarily felt breathless and realized very quickly that she had intended for me to have this reaction. I tried to regain my composure and said, “Yes you’re right. And if they don’t grow them they can buy them.”

The woman sighed and said, “So true. That is why I always say that the best place to look is in the eyes. The eyes are the windows to the soul. You can tell so much about a person when you look into their eyes. Look into my eyes and tell me what you see.”

As our eyes met I suddenly felt very small and insignificant. I wanted to curl up in a little ball and rest my head on her breasts and let her make everything better. I felt feelings I had never felt before but they frightened me so I attempted to dissuade her from pursuing me. I said, “I see a woman who wants to convince me that her lack of self control around food is something that should be overlooked.”

She completely ignored my insult, reached out and gently took my chin into her big soft hand, held my head in place so that our eyes stayed locked and said, “Now look deeply into my big soft eyes and I will tell you what I see.”

I felt the feelings of growing up on a hot summer day when mom made lemonade and I came in from playing to gulp down a glass. Everything felt good and everything felt right. Common sense told me that a total stranger should not make me feel so content and peaceful but I was enjoying the feelings too much to listen to sense. I stared intently waiting to hear what she saw.

She said, “I see a young man who stayed up too late last night and feels tired, so very tired. Yet you seem confused by the way I make you feel. You wandered down to the lobby looking for something. You didn’t know what you would find but you found me. So soft, so alluring, so enchanting and yet you struggle to figure out why I have such a hold on you. Don’t struggle, don’t wonder, just stare deeply into my soft mesmerizing eyes and enjoy. Stare deeper and deeper into my eyes and whisper your name to me.”

My head was spinning, my mind was floating, and I knew something was amiss but I just didn’t care. A part of me wanted to know where this conversation was heading. After all she was right, I had come down to the lobby looking for something besides gambling. While my mind was still processing these thoughts my name slipped from my lips. I whispered, “Joseph.”

The woman said, “Joseph, such a formal uptight name. I will call you Joey. You like when I call you Joey don’t you? It lets you know that I am in control doesn’t it?”

Control? When had we discussed control? Yet I knew she was right. She was in control. As far as I could tell she had controlled our dialogue, our entire exchange, since the moment she had sat down. I simply said, “Yes.”

She smiled and when she did I felt relief. I wanted so badly to have her approval. For what reason I needed her approval escaped me at the moment but her smile brought joy to my heart and I smiled back. Then she said, “I want to take you back to my room Joey and have some fun but first I need you to do me a favor. Can little Joey do big Susie a big favor?”

This time I didn’t even speak. I just smiled and shook my head yes. I felt her release my chin from her grip. To be honest I had forgotten she was even holding my head in place until I felt her let go. Then she said, “I want you to take a deep breath and hold it until I tell you to release it. When you release it you will feel every muscle in your body relax and you will become very sleepy. Now take a deep breath, hold it, hold it, a little longer, hold it, and release.”

As I exhaled I felt the way a person does when the anesthesiologist tells them they are going to feel the medicine moving up their arm and then the medicine hits. Nothing had been injected in me but I suddenly felt completely relaxed and ready for sleep.

She then said, “I want you to do it again without being told. Each breath will make you feel ten times more sleepy and more relaxed than the previous breath. Begin breathing and relax for me. Relax and sleep for me. So sleepy now as your breathing takes you deeper and deeper. As you drift off to sleep you will hear only my voice and will find it so easy to listen to me as I guide you even deeper. Now be a good boy Joey and sleep for me.”

My eyes closed and I drifted off into a wonderful place that was not quite sleep but far from awake. Then the woman said, “Good Joey, have you ever been hypnotized before?”

I said no and she said, “Well you just have. And it feels so good to be hypnotized. It feels so good to be under my complete control willing to obey my every command doesn’t it Joey?”

I said, “Yes, it feels good.”

She said, “I am now Mistress Susie to you and you will address me accordingly.”

I said, “Yes Mistress Susie.”

She said, “Very good. It is good for a man to know his place with his woman. We will now proceed to a little place I know where we can elope and make your love and devotion to me official. You see Joey, you wandered down to the lobby with no real idea of what you were looking for. I came down to the lobby looking for a handsome young man wandering the lobby so I could hypnotize him and make him mine. Now we will both have what we want. Isn’t that right Joey?”

I was just about to say yes mistress when the realization hit me that she had just told me that we would be going some place to become husband and wife. A one night stand sounded good. Heck, I had even contemplated spending the rest of the weekend with her when she had flashed her boobies at me but I could not imagine the rest of my life with a woman twice my size. I tried to wake myself up but my eyes wouldn’t budge. I screamed a silent scream at myself to resist her words and felt fear for the first time since she had sat down across from me. Finally Susie broke the silence and said, “I guess that was a little more than you bargained for huh sweetie? No problem, you will accompany me to my room where I will deepen your trance and then screw all resistance from your mind.”

I had no more intention of following her to her room knowing what she had planned for me than I did following her to a makeshift Las Vegas wedding chapel. The problem was I underestimated how much control she had over me and the power sex had on me. She said, “I am going to count to five and kiss you. You will awaken to a kiss of passion and desire and when I suggest that we go back to my room to make love you will barely be able to contain yourself. You will not remember being hypnotized or that I intend on marrying you. Your only memory will be meeting me here tonight and kissing me. However when we get back to my room I will t ouch your forehead and you will fall onto my bed deeply hypnotized and completely helpless.”

The next thing I knew I was locked in a passionate lust filled kiss with a woman whose lips swallowed mine and made me swoon with ecstasy. She whispered in my ear, “Come on stud. Let’s go back to my room.”

We got on the elevator and I unzipped her top exposing two massive mounds of soft white creamy flesh and I buried my face into them. She pulled my head up and said, “Calm down stud or you’re going to blow your wad right here on the elevator.”

I had never been with a fat woman before but I wanted this woman more than I had wanted any other. I couldn’t recall how we had met or much else anything about her but I knew I had to have her. I kissed at her neck as she fumbled with the key to unlock her door and after the door opened I fell into her room. I stood up and said, “Make love to me you big sexy woman.”

She said, “Not until you have a nice little mind altering nap.” She touched my forehead and my world went blank as I fell onto the mattress.

I knew where I was now and how I had gotten here and it frightened me. When I woke to her kiss I had no recollection of our prior meeting or her hypnotizing me. This had allowed her to easily lead me to her room and had caused me to drop all my defenses. I heard her moving around the room and then she said, “Sit up Joey. Sit up and open your eyes.”

I sat up and found Susie standing in front of me completely nude. Then she said, “You want me more than you have wanted any woman. I am going to climb on top of you and ride your massive erection. You will not be able to cum until I give the command but each time I pump you I pump out your will to resist me. Each time I ride you your mind will melt into a pool of submission and will only know obedience to me. When you cum you will be helpless to my suggestion. Now lie back so I can fuck you into complete submission.”

Susie mounted me and as she went back and forth I longed for release. I was desperate and it was all I could think of. In fact I was so focused on my pleasure that I didn’t really realize that with each time she pumped me I felt less resistance to her wishes and more open to her suggestions. I gave up the fight, allowed my head to rest on the bed and then she leaned forward and smothered me with her breasts. She continued to ride me until the pleasure turned to pain and I wanted to beg for her to finish me off. She finally leaned near my ear and whispered, “Cum for me Joey and completely surrender to me.”

I started to scream from the intense pleasure. Even deeply hypnotized there was no holding back and I felt her quickly grab a pillow so I could scream into it. I tried to will my erection to go soft just so I could stop the pleasure but it didn’t work. She pumped me and pumped me until my body went limp. Then she leaned over and said, “Where are we going after you get cleaned up?”

I eagerly said, “To a little place you know so we can elope and make me belonging to you official.”

Susie and I walked down the strip holding hands as people moved out of our way. We came to the place she knew and knocked on the door. A very large woman opened the door and said, “Oh my gosh Susie you weren’t kidding. You really did meet a man at the BBW Bash. But he isn’t that big.”

Susie said, “No silly. It’s for BBWs, BHMs and their admirers. Little Joey is an admirer that found his dream woman. Isn’t that right Joey?”

I said, “Yes Mistress Susie, you are my dream woman. I can’t wait to be your husband.”

The woman said, “Wow, you got a keeper there. It is almost like you brain washed him or something.”

Susie took me by my hand and said, “Or something.” She pulled me into the little makeshift chapel and said, “Come Joey, it is time to start our new life together.”

The woman helped me put on a cheesy tuxedo that was designed to slip over the clothes I was wearing. Susie threw on a wedding veil and the music started playing. My mind was still foggy and I felt like I was walking on clouds as we walked down the aisle. After a few minutes of legal mumbo jumbo the preacher announced us man and wife. Susie said to the preacher and the heavy woman, “Would you two excuse us for just a moment?”

The left us alone and Susie said, “Honey, when I count to three and snap my fingers you will awaken. You will remember everything that happened today. Let your natural emotions and feelings flow out and as you share them with me they will leave your body and your mind. I will then tell you to look into my eyes and you will know only happiness at becoming my husband and love slave for the rest of your life. Anytime from this day forward that I take your chin and tell you to look into my eyes you will feel obedient and submissive towards me.”

Susie counted to three, snapped her fingers and said, “Now let it all out.”

I said, “How could you do that to me? I was reading a pamphlet minding my own business and you came up and used your eyes and your voice to melt my mind. You’re a beautiful woman. Why didn’t you just try dating me like a normal woman. That is so burnt! I felt so helpless the whole time. That isn’t how a marriage should start out. Even if you are the right woman that isn’t the way to start things off.”

I stopped and she said, “Are you done?”

I said yes so she said, “Do you feel better now?”

I said, “Yes mistress.”

Then she said, “Are you ready to go then?”

I said, “Yes mistress.”

She took my chin, guided my eyes to hers and said, “That is the last time you will ever feel angry at the way I made you my husband isn’t it Joey?”

Her eyes soothed my inner being and as I smiled back at my dominant but loving wife I replied, “Yes mistress, I am the happiest man in the world and cannot wait to start our new life together.”

She took my hand and as we walked out of the chapel she said, “That’s a good boy.”