Becky and Josh

Chapter 1: Travel Day

It was 4:55 in the morning and Becky was lying in bed but groggily awake. Normally she had no trouble sleeping, in fact she loved to sleep but on this morning Becky was too nervous to go back to sleep. Today was the day she was going to meet Josh. When Becky’s alarm went off at 5:00 she rolled over to get out of bed and in the process felt something hard dig in to her ample butt. Reaching under the covers to determine what it was, Becky found a spoon reminding her of the pint of ice cream she had polished off in bed last night.

Becky got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. In the bathroom Becky stepped on the scale and smiled when she saw it read 324. At 5’0” that put Becky’s BMI at 63, more than double the threshold for being considered obese. Becky didn’t care about that one bit. She loved her body and viewed every additional pound as evidence of a life well enjoyed. Her favorite feature was her booty, which, despite its enormous size, was still incredibly shapely. Becky wanted to grow the biggest booty in the world. After weighing herself Becky used the toilet took a quick shower. After her shower Becky got dressed. Josh had told her to dress comfortably for the flight and not to worry about what she looked like when she arrived so she threw on a pair of leggings, a sports bra, and a t-shirt, not what she might have chosen to make a first impression but he had said to dress comfy so she did.

Then Becky went to the kitchen and put two pop tarts in the oven. While she was waiting for them to warm up she had a piece of left over pizza. As soon as the pop tarts were finished toasting she inhaled them and washed them down with a frappuccino. She looked at the clock and saw it was 5:45, time to get an uber to the airport for her 8:00 flight.

Josh had wanted to pay for everything but Becky, despite her agreement to go visit Josh and stay with him, had had reservation about giving him her home address so he had emailed her an uber gift certificate with enough money on it to get an UberXL black to the airport. Becky ordered the car and five minutes later she was on her way to the airport. As she sat in the back of the Escalade, she reflected on what she was doing. She was nervous but also very excited. She had met Josh online. He had read some of her writing and given her some feedback. From there they had started chatting and hit it off. Josh worked in education and made a comfortable living, which was augmented by family money. Josh and Becky hadn’t discussed a relationship in any specific terms but when Josh suggested that Becky take a trip to visit him in Chicago and that he’d pay for all of it she found herself intrigued and aroused by the prospect. She had tried to be coy about it but in the end it didn’t too much convincing to get Becky to agree to come.

At the airport Becky breezed through security. Josh had bought her a first class ticket which allowed her to skip the line. Josh had also told her that she didn’t need to bring anything, he would take care of everything, so she had no luggage to check. Becky headed to the first class lounge. The buffet looked surprisingly good and Becky had some French toast sticks, sausage, and scrambled eggs, going back for seconds of all of it. Normally Becky wouldn’t drink in the morning but with the open bar in the first class lounge she decided to have an espresso martini to wake her up a little more and to calm her nerves. It ended up being so good that she had a second. When the screen in the lounge flashed that it was time for Becky’s flight to board she dabbed her last French toast stick in some syrup and polished it off in one bite.

When Becky got to her gate she could feel the other passengers glancing her way surely hoping not to be seated next to the fat girl who would probably spill into their seat. And when Becky lined up for first class boarding the some of the other passengers gave her incredulous looks wondering what she was doing in first class. On the plane Becky accepted the complimentary mimosa she was offered when she boarded and settled into her seat, even a first class seat felt snug. Becky put a movie on the screen in front of her and half watched while also playing a mindless game on her phone. The flight was only a couple of hours so even in first class there was no meal service but when the flight attendant came around with a snack of little wrapped waffles filled with syrup she gave Becky a dirty look when Becky asked for two and dropped five on Becky’s tray table. Becky wasn’t quite sure if she was offended or not but she did eat all five and then rang the service bell to get another mimosa to wash them down.

Josh had told Becky that he had to work so he wouldn’t be able to pick her up at the airport but he would take care of transportation. As she exited the terminal Becky saw a man in a livery driver’s uniform holding a sign with her name so she walked over. He greeted her and walked her to the car, another Escalade. After four drinks Becky was a little tipsy so he had to help her step up in to the SUV, obviously straining to support her bulk. After getting in himself he said “Josh has asked me to make a few stops on the way to his place, I hope that’s ok.” Becky nodded and they were off.

The first stop was Portillo’s. The driver told Becky “Josh wasn’t sure if you’d have a chance to have breakfast so he wanted me to take you to get a good filling lunch before you have to do anything else. I’m sorry but we’re on a bit of a tight schedule so you’ll have to eat in the car.” They went through the drive through and the driver ordered Becky the Famous Meal #2, which included two fully loaded Chicago style hot dogs, a large fries, and a drink. The meal was augmented with a slice of chocolate cake for dessert. Becky wasn’t exactly hungry but she definitely wasn’t full and she had decided to just relax and let Josh make all the decisions for this trip and if Josh wanted her to try Portillos she would. She also ended up really liking it and scarfing it down, finishing just as they got to their next stop.

The next stop was a salon. The driver told Becky to go in and tell them her name and everything had been taken care of. Becky walked in and said “Hi I’m Becky”

The receptionist responded “we have you down for a mani/pedi and a wax, is that right?”

Becky nodded and replied “sure.”

The mani/pedi was nice and relaxing. Josh had even picked out the color of the nail polish, a cute shade of pink. The waxing was not as pleasant but Becky was going to do her best to let Josh take care of her this weekend and if that meant he wanted her freshly waxed she would do it. He had made the appointment for a Brazilian and leg wax, nothing new to Becky but still a little painful. Becky was also pretty sure the wax technician was put off my having to wax a body her size and heard some unpleasant sounding words muttered under her breath but Becky wasn’t sure what they were because they were in Korean. Despite the attitude, the technician did a thorough job and Becky left the salon feeling utterly smooth and very happy with her nails.

As she got back in the car Becky’s phone buzzed. It was a text from Josh: “Hey cutie, I’m busy at work but I haven’t been able to think about anything besides you all day. I want you to be totally relaxed when we meet and I think you’re really going to enjoy your last stop.”

The last stop was Aire, a fancy spa/baths. When she got out of the Escalade the driver handed her a duffel bag and said “Josh wants you to open this after your treatment.”

The arrangement was the same as at the salon, Josh had already booked and paid for everything. Here it was time in the baths followed by a massage. The baths required a swimsuit,which Becky didn’t have, meaning she had to use one of the ones the spa kept on hand. It took the lady at the desk a good five minutes of looking to find one in Becky’s size and when she did she said “I’m sorry, we don’t normally get customers your size…oh my god that came out so wrong, I’m so sorry!” Becky just ignored all of it and went to the locker room. The swimsuit actually fit surprisingly well and the baths were divinely relaxing. As much as Becky liked the size of her body, she couldn’t deny how amazing it felt to float weightless in water that was just the right temperature. Her trance was broken when her masseuse came to get her for the massage. The masseuse was a magician with her hands. Becky was definitely larger than the skinny blonde trophy wives she usually massaged but she was an expert with her hands, digging into Becky’s soft body in ways that felt almost indescribably good and Becky found herself imagining that Josh’s hands were the hands making her feel so good. After the massage Becky went to the locker room and took a shower feeling very relaxed and glad to have washed the grime of a travel day off her before she would meet Josh. After she got out of the shower she opened the duffel bag. There was a note that said “I’m sure that you don’t want to put your dirty travel clothes on, here’s something for you to wear. -Josh. Ps. Sorry the bra might be a little snug but I like the sex and think it’ll really make you pop” Inside the duffel bag was a pair of XL vuori joggers, with matching XL zip up hoodie and sports bra. Becky noticed that panties hadn’t been included but decided that after her bikini wax it might be nice to let that area get some air. She put on the outfit and looked in the mirror. She couldn’t deny that Josh had picked out a very cute outfit for her and she was popping out of the bra a little bit, but in a way that highlighted just how shapely her 42EE breasts were.

Becky walked out of Aire absolutely glowing. She couldn’t wait to meet Josh. She got back in the car and the driver headed off. As they pulled up to Josh’s building Becky’s phone buzzed again, it was Josh. “I’m not home quite yet but I’ll be there soon and am so excited to finally meet you in person. The code to get into my apartment is 3288, make yourself comfortable.” Becky walked to the door and let herself in.