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Femdom BBW and Me


Copyright 2019 Tom Longo

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Femdom BBW and Me

I love myself a BBW

There are a number of reasons why I have always preferred to go out with heavy set women. In my experience, they tend to be more sweet and innocent while also eager to please. I have always stated that the most attractive quality a woman can have is simply being into me, and that has been consistent with my experience with women that many would call “fat.” To me, they aren’t fat, but instead they’re just big, and beautiful. Their extra weight gives them a large rack, and often a giant ass comes with the package. I love both of those things, so I ignore it when other men stare at a skinny guy like me when I’m holding hands with a woman they do not find attractive. It’s not them sleeping with her, so I don’t understand why they care.

It was that kind of passion that kept my eyes open for a woman like Shana. She was one of those people that you start to notice in your day to day life. I’ve always found this collection of similar traits to be a sign from the universe. When you see the same person nearly every day, it typically means that the two of you share a similar location, work hours, and general shopping habits. This, in my mind, is a good indicator that the person I’m noticing is a decent match for me, and that we’ll get along just fine. The hard part is approaching them, but I’ve always found it easy to talk to larger women. Rarely do I get a negative response.

“Hi,” I said when our paths crossed once again, “I’m Rex.”

“Hello,” she was a little apprehensive, but I stood in front of her with the warmest smile that I could produce. “I’m Shana.” She grabbed the hand I stuck out for her. Even though it was a formal handshake, it was a legitimate reason for our bodies to touch. I’ve always found that touching in general is a good way to escalate into something more physical.

“So,” I said feeling ready to make a bold move, “what are you doing tonight?”

“Umm,” she sounded nervous, but her body language told me that she just wanted me to push a little harder, so she didn’t come across as easy. I decided to cut in, so she wouldn’t have to default to some sort of phrasing that would end the interaction.

“I’m just asking because I was looking to try out this new restaurant nearby, and I didn’t want to go alone.” I did know of a restaurant that had just opened up, and I had already tried it by getting take out. It didn’t matter if I told a little white lie. In my book, you just have to keep the conversation going for two parties to end up where they belong.

“No,” she said, “that’s okay. I’m not really hungry right now.”

“Oh, alright,” I was completely thrown off by her decision. The angry coward inside of me wanted to insult her for rejecting me, but I kept my cool. “Well, it was nice meeting Shana.” I smiled at her and waved goodbye.


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