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  • (April 02, 2020, 07:36:09 PM)
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The clinking wrist bounds wake me up from a daze of unknown length. My eyes open and focus on the tremendous ass positioning yet again over my face and chest, massively thick thighs and legs ending with a deep impression on either side of my ribs as she stands above my spread and bound body.

Some might wonder how they end up in certain situations. Thinking back to the small choices and turns that lead you astray in life. I never was the type, too often relying on the next thing to carry me forward. Now, however, I take a moment of pause to consider it.

I first saw her in the mall, as I waited impatiently for my warm pretzel. Standing on line, letting my eyes float around the crowd and stores around me, it was almost as if she found me. My eyes locked on her as she was exiting the Lane Bryant a few stores down from me. Wearing white stretch pants under her light teal tank top, dressed for Summer and leaving very little to the imagination. My first sight of her was from behind, her huge ass giving her spanx a run for their stitching. They seemed painted on, down her lusciously thick legs, to her soft looking feet, like fresh bread rising bare for a simple pair of designer flip flops. Her smooth wide arms bare from her tank top, showed off the small sultry jiggling her movements made, each no doubt as wide around as my narrow waist.  Her long black hair cascaded across her shoulders, silky and shiny with a breathtaking aroma I was certain awaited me in closer proximity. As she turned to the side, continuing on her way down the mall, I realized after the fact I'd walked away from my placement on line, following her at a distance like an old hungry cartoon character led by the scent of food. Watching her goddess-like figure sway here and there as she walked/waddled was an erotic hypnosis in and of itself. My mind reeled at possible introductions I could make, none of them seeming to make any sense, yet still I followed.

She led us to a free bench around the corner from the food court, being shallow as I am I figured that was our initial destination. She placed her bags at her feet and turned to lower herself into the wide bench, once again giving me a full few of her beautiful girth. Her belly and breasts both seemed to be in the midst of defying logic, each appearing as round and curvaceous as the rest of her, also barely contained by her bra and soon to be too small tank top. I must admit to nearly felling to a full erection there on the spot watching her spread out on the bench, her belly perfectly settling between her thighs as she did.

In fact I was so taken with her sensual beauty I'd lost the timing of myself, now nearly right before her as she sat, feeling the incredible compelling force from deep within to not take one step past her. I tried to look nonchalant as if just discovering the bench myself, though the sly smirk I saw creeping across her face no doubt confirmed how obvious I was.

"Anyone sitting here?" I asked, amazingly not as meekly as I expected the words to come out. She looked up at my face, her eyes buying my soul full price, no refund needed. I think I fell in love with here right then and there. Mockingly turning her head to either side of her, and looking at the small gap between her soft sides and the armrests of the bench.

"I don't think so, unless they're under me," was her reply. I know then and there I flat out stammered, as if caught red-handed in a crime. Thankfully she saved me from prolonged embarrassment by saying, "I think I can make some room for you," with a wink. I tried my best to maintain a smile as she slightly leaned forward, sidling the majority of her weight off the bench, yet never fully getting up, and bounced just slightly to get right, positioning the arm rest directly against her side. I barely paid any mind to the extra few inches she freed up next to her on the bench, still focused on taking in the tremendous wave of poetry in motion her body was, a sexy ripple running through her curves as she giggled just slightly. I turned to sit beside her, though my hips were stopped by the armrests and her upper belly roll along her side.

"Just a moment," she said, leaning her weight against the other armrest, freezing up just enough room for me to squeeze in beside her. Almost instantly as my butt touched the bench, she let go and I felt her softness overtaking my left shoulder and upper thigh. If she noticed her heavy fat resting on me, she didn't let on. I was just thinking what a sight we must be, tightly squeezed together, when she spoke again it was in a sultry yet playful voice.

"Are you in?" She asked with a more pronounced giggle. I answered yes, extending my right hand over to her.

"I'm James."

"Samantha, nice to meet you, James." Her hand was soft and welcoming around mine.

We made some small talk, doing my best the entire time not to stare at Samantha's massive body, which she began to slowly rock with her leg against mine. She must know exactly what she's doing to me, I thought. I took the leap and asked if she'd like to join me for some dinner, nodding in the direction of the food court. She suddenly became flushed with blushing around her face and said, "Perhaps another time."

Sensing something was amiss I started to try my hand at other possibilities when she waved me off kindly with her hand, and explained.

"I'd love to have dinner sometime but...well, last time I ate at the food court I had a problem with the chairs...and that was a while ago..." Holding my gaze to see how the information was reading in my head no doubt. Samantha must have known just how arousing her little secret was to me, as she started smiling before I could even respond. I decided to take a chance.

"In that case, perhaps you'd like to join me at my place? I just filled the fridge shopping yesterday and was thinking of making up a chicken parm and pasta dinner. It'd be a pleasure having you."

One great big smile later, and we had a date. Once again she had to lean her weight to the side so I could squeeze myself out between her and the armrest. Standing before her now, hoping my erection wasn't too obvious as I watched her huff and puff her way to her feet. It took three attempts, the last successful due to me taking her hands in mine and providing a small counter balance. Again she filled with blush, though this time I believe we were a matching shade. With some more conversation keeping us busy, her bags in my hands, I followed her toward the parking lot, wondering how my luck could possibly be so good. If only I knew.

We agreed she'd follow me to my place in her car, once we got her bags sorted. I couldn't help but notice along the walk, she'd been buying some lingerie earlier, one well timed glance in the bags I carried for her confirmed a few thongs were on her list as well. Somehow I managed to hold the conversation without too many awkward pauses, despite nearly staring in open lust at the simple movement of her ass as she waddled, it's high points on either side pushing into the hanging side fat if her belly as she walked, that extra wiggle in between, just wobbling soft butt. As I said, conversing was very difficult.

Eventually we made it to her car, unsurprisingly it was a big SUV. However as she went to open the trunk for me, she dropped her purse near the rear well. I placed the bags in and with a wave of my hand assured her I'd save the day. I got on my knees and started to reach for the purse when I felt a soft pouch pushing into the back of my neck. As I pinched the purse strap with my fingers and pulled, turning my face as I did, it was apparent that soft punch was her huge belly, now against my face. I looked up just as her hand came to my face, was she holding a hankerch...?

"Wake up, cutie!"

My eyes open but everything is fuzzy. I try to speak but my mouth is covered, breathing through my nose. Can't move my arms and legs, starting to panic...

"Easy, handsome. You're fine just relax. Stop struggling, you aren't going anywhere."

The words...finally I place the voice. Samantha, the girl from the mall. We were talking and I fell...no I...

"Yommruggde!" In my head that sounded like. "You drugged me!"

"You know what? Keep struggling. I think I like it." Samantha responds.

I try again just to test my own movement. There also seems to be something tied around my head, forcing my head and neck back against some cushion. I'm not laying down because I can feel my arms and legs aren't level with my body, yet only my shoulders and upper thighs can move, as if I'm tied to a tree yet it's on it's side... Then she steps over me.

Gone are the tight spandex pants and tank top, replaced by nothing but a barely visible line of a thong, a bra that looks two sizes too small, and a lot of caramel colored fat. Samantha huge belly hangs to just above her knees, totally covering her thong from the front. Her two gigantic breasts stick nearly straight out, no doubt due to the tightness of her bra. And over the wide horizon of belly, over her mid-belly rolls and between her mountainous cleavage, I see her wide grin and sparking eyes. A very fat cat with a canary in it's mouth.

"You think I didn't notice you, little man? Following me all over the mall, I'm shocked you didn't trip over your own tongue." She underlines her words by slowly lowering her belly against my chest and neck, leaning forward with her hand to reach under my chin and take hold. She slightly pulls my head by my jaw as she continues. "I must admit you are cute. Especially how you just couldn't stop staring at my fat ass. You like fat girls, baby? Oh don't bother trying to answer. I know. I know plenty," she says, along another step forward so her lower belly is just resting against the tape around my mouth. My eyes staring up at her in terror as i see her biting her lower lip in lust. She grabs hold of her belly with her free hand and slowly presses more into my face. I can literally feel my air slowly being cut off as her fat belly starts pushing against my nose. She keeps coming...and my air is lost. I lose sight of her beautiful face, right before losing sight of the rest of the world as she overtakes my face with her belly.






Jealous of seat cushions everywhere.

Awesome story can't wait to hear more... only if something like this could happen to me at the mall

Fuel - SOOOOO good to have you back.  Hope this is just the beginning of another great multi part story for you (and us!)
:D ;D :D
Thanks,
volupfan

Absolutely brilliant! Great to have you back Fuel!
~Matt

Very nice! As always  :)

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