Taking Two Seats
The company had asked us to tighten our belts a little so I voluntarily chose to downgrade from business class to coach for my flight back from Australia. I do not recall the type of plane but I do that it was 2 seats, an aisle, 8 seats in the middle, an aisle, and 2 seats again. I took my window seat and hoped that the person that was going to sit next to me was not as big as I am.
A very large woman boarded the plane and then I watched her as she nervously asked for a seat belt extender. To her horror, the flight attendant yelled, “Hey Lew, need a seatbelt extender on seat 28B.”
The poor woman turned bright red. I had been there once myself. I had weighed over 300 pounds before I got serious about my health and I also used to request a seatbelt extender. I looked down at my ticket on my phone and the sudden realization that I was in 28A hit me. She was going to sit next to me. I was thinking a woman that size really should have purchased two ticket because she would be taking two seats with her wide ass.
She approached my row and then looking at me with almost pleading eyes said, “Hi, I believe this is my seat.”
I said, “Well if you are 28B then your belief is correct.”
I knew there was no way she was going to fit into her seat so I said, “Would you like me to lift the armrest so you have a bit more room to sit?”
She seemed surprised by my friendliness and kindness. Of course she had no way of knowing that I had been in her shoes only a few years earlier. She smiled and said, “Oh my gosh you are too kind. Yes, if you don’t mind I would love that.”
She was holding a larger bag and then she looked under her seat. For some reason every B seat had a metal box under it so I could see the same thing she saw, her bag would not fit. I said, “I don’t think your bag is going to fit under there. Why don’t you hand it to me and I can put it under my seat.”
She seemed even more surprised and said, “You are such a sweetheart!”
I leaned over to take her bag as she leaned forward to hand it to me. Our awkward miscommunication caused her two massive breasts to fall forward and smack me right in the face. I briefly took in the scent of her perfume and a slight hint of sweat which was loaded with pheromones.” It was an accident but I suddenly felt aroused as I took her bag.
She tried to put her hand on the armrest to push herself back off of me but her hand slipped causing her to fall forward completely burying my face in her cleavage momentarily. She finally got control and said, “Oh no, I am so sorry. I get so nervous when I fly that I always do something stupid like that.”
With my head still swimming from the effect of her breasts and their magical scent I said, “That’s okay. I kinda enjoyed it.”
As soon as I said it I regretted it and my face turned bright red. She either did not hear me or chose to pretend like she had not heard me and sat down. After she sat down I said, “So you are nervous about flying?”
She said, “No, I am nervous about who I am going to be seated next to. I get treated pretty rudely when I fly.”
I said, “Believe it or not, I know what you are going through. I used to be huge before I started dieting and lifting weights.”
She looked me up and down and said, “You have a nice body. It’s hard to believe you used to be fat.”
Her eyes lingered on my crotch a little too long and I realized I was still partially aroused from her breasts in my face. She tried to put her seat belt extender on but was having trouble so I reached over and fastened both ends for her. She said, “You are one of the nicest men I have ever met. I don’t suppose you are single are you?”
Before I could answer she turned my hand over that had just finished with her seat belt and said, “I don’t see a ring.”
I tried to think of something nice to say. I did not want to hurt her feelings but I just could not see myself on a date with this woman. Then she said, “Don’t panic sweetie. I was just playing with you. I know you’re out of my league.”
Changing the subject she said, “I am going to nap a bit. Do you need to get out for any reason? I am probably only going to be asleep for around an hour.”
I said, “No need for me to get out. I went to the restroom right before we boarded the plane. Besides, I can’t sleep on a plane anyways.”
She said, “Then you are doing it wrong. Here let me help you.”
She pulled me towards her and said, “First of all, you can’t get comfortable trying to rest your head on the window shade. Lay your head down on my nice soft body and relax.”
She pulled my head into her shoulder & chest area and said, “Feel the warmth of my body and relax. Listen to the soft melodic humming of the jet engines and how soothing the sound is. It is almost like a white noise isn’t it? The lullaby of the engines, my soft warm body, my soothing relaxing voice, and the comfortable plush seats are making you so sleepy, so very sleepy.”
I had never been able to sleep on a plane unless I took a pill and then I was groggy when I got off the plane. I had not even asked this woman her name yet but I was nestled into her bosom and falling asleep on a plane for the first time ever. I just did not realize that there is a difference between sleep and where she was taking me.
She placed her fingertip on my forehead and started making little circles on my head. She said, “I am unwinding your mind and as you unwind, you feel your conscious mind drifting off to sleep. Your eyes are heavier and heavier and you are sleepier and sleepier. Just feel your mind melting away and allowing your subconscious mind and my voice to become one. Eyes are so heavy now. All you want to do is sleep. Just listen to the mesmerizing sound of the plane engines and the hypnotic sound of my voice and you fall into a deep deep sleep.”
As my eyes closed and I surrendered to the inevitable and irresistible urge to sleep, my mind caught hold of one word she said right as I drifted off. She said, “hypnotic” right as my eyes were starting to close. My mind missed it at first but when I caught hold of the word and the implications I tried to wake myself back up. She seemed to sense this and said, “That’s a good boy. You just realized what I was doing and you are trying to wake up. Notice how the harder you try to open your eyes, the deeper you fall into your trance. Fight baby, fight to open your eyes and just go deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper.”
She was successful and I failed. I not only was unable to open my eyes, I now realized just how much control I had relinquished in such a short period of time. She said, “That’s my good boy. Surrender to the knowledge that I now control your mind and body. I am going to drape a blanket over us to keep us warm. You will reach down and lift your shirt up until it is just above chest height. Do you understand?”
I said yes and she said, “Yes Mommy Suzanne.”
I replied, “Yes Mommy Suzanne” as I lifted my shirt up to my chest.
Her hands came up around me essentially creating a bear hug and then her hands found their way to my nipples. She said, “All you can think about is how aroused you are becoming and how hard I make you. The more aroused you become the harder it is for you to think. But don’t worry my good little boy, Mommy is here to think for you. Who is here to think for you?”
I was almost panting from the pleasure as I replied, “Mommy is here to think for me.”
She said, “And you are such a good boy. And what is your name slave?”
I replied, “Joseph Mommy Suzanne.”
She said, “Your new name is Joanna. You will answer to Joe or Joseph in the real world but when you are alone with me you are my good girl Joanna.”
I replied, “Yes Mommy, I am your good girl Joanna.”
She squeezed my nipples sending pain and pleasure throughout my body and said, “Good girls always have sensitive nipples. As my good girl you will worship me, adore me, submit to me, surrender to me, and obey me. You will always the power I have over you and will both love me for it and fear me for it. You are helpless to resist and you have no desire to resist. Being owned and feminized by your full figure mommy is all you have ever wanted. Do you understand everything that you are now Joanna?”
Her words washed over me and I felt a complete surrender sweep over my mind and body. I needed to obey her and make her as happy as humanly possible and I shuttered at the thought of upsetting her in any way. I replied, “Yes Mommy, I understand.”
Mommy Suzanne said, “Good girl. It is time to wake up. Anytime I tell you to nurse, you will latch onto one of my massive breasts and you will begin sucking. Your mind will immediately shut down and you will fall into a deep sleep. It will not be a hypnotic sleep, it will just be a good deep sleep. When I tell you it is time to obey Mommy, your mind will immediately return to this trance for additional training and programming.”
I woke up to her pulling the blanket off of us. She smiled at me and said, “How do you feel Joanna?”
I looked up at my owner and said, “I would do anything for you Mommy.”
She smiled and said, “You are not the first man to be hypnotized while sitting next to me. Usually the man has been annoyed I was sitting next to him, made me feel uncomfortable and guilty, and did nothing to help me. I would dummy them down a bit to ensure they were less successful professionally and then I would make them attracted to very large women. Their programming would not kick in until they woke up the next morning. I would leave them with the just faintest of memories so they knew to never cross someone again but not enough of a memory to be able to point the finger at me.”
She laughed and said, “Then you came along. You were polite, helpful, and reacted very positively to me hitting you in the face with my breasts. That was not an accident, that was a test and you ed delightfully. So you will not be punished through mind control, you will be rewarded by being allowed to serve me for the rest of your life. Now doesn’t that make you so happy?”
I was about to answer about being incredibly happy when she said, “nurse slave.”
I latched onto her nipple like a baby and began sucking. The next thing I knew Mommy was waking me up because the plane was beginning its descent. I got situated and said, “How long was I asleep Mommy?”
She said, “You slept about three hours. I figured you needed to rest up since I have big plans for you tonight.”
We arrived at her home and she had me bring our bags in. She called for me and when I went into the bedroom, she was laying on the bed naked. She lifted her legs, spread them, pointed to her pussy, and said, “You know what to do slave.”
I was so eager to please her that I almost attacked her pussy. I was eagerly licking away and I heard her say, “It is time to obey your Mommy.”
My eyes slammed shut and I slumped over with my face resting between her thighs. She said, “You will go slow and tune into my body. Your excitement and eagerness are quelled by your powerful desire to give me an intense orgasm. You know that is only possible if you go slow and let me slowly climax. Do you understand Joanna?”
I said yes, she woke me up, and then I gently played, kissed, and licked her clit and lips. As she reached orgasm, she grabbed my head and pushed it down so hard that I could not breathe. I just kept licking until I felt myself lose consciousness. I woke up on the floor and heard Mommy snoring. I wanted to orgasm but I knew it would need to be granted. I climbed up next to her and she opened her eyes for just a moment. She patted her chest like she wanted me to lay on it. I rested my head, she brought her breast up to my mouth and said, “Nurse slave.”
As I drifted back to sleep I knew the rest of my life would be a blissful whirlpool of serving Mommy Suzanne.