My girlfriend’s roommate JJ opened the door and I gave her my usual greeting. I said, “Hi Fatty, is Sam here?”

She said, “Not yet asshole so your rude ass can just wait outside.”

She slammed the door shut before I could get my foot in the door. I waited for a few minutes and then I heard the phone ring. JJ was on the phone for a few minutes and then the door opened. JJ opened the door and said, “Samantha is getting off work late tonight. You can come in and wait for her or even better you can take your ass back home and come back.”

I looked at my watch, calculated my drive time home and back again and replied, “As much as I hate being around you I think I’ll wait inside.”

Sam said, “Okay pretty boy but if you call me fatty one more time I am going to beat the shit out of you.”

I went in and closed the door and said, “Okay chubby.”

Before I could even laugh she whipped her body around and smashed the palm of her right hand into my forehead and slammed my head into the door. The first blow was so effective that my knees gave out and I fell to the ground. I said, “You stupid fat whore.”

She took a knee, grabbed my hair and then slammed my head repeatedly into the door until I passed out.

I woke up to my girlfriend Samantha patting me on the face and saying, “Wake up sleepy head. What are you doing on my couch sleeping?”

I felt the back of my head and said, “That stupid bitch of a roommate attacked me for calling her chubby.”

Sam said, “I told you to stop calling JJ fat. She has had a couple of rough weeks since her boyfriend dumped her.”

I said, “Gee, I can’t imagine why. Not only is she fat but she is a bitch too. Just because she has big desirable breasts and full luscious lips doesn’t mean a man is going to put up with her bullshit.”

Sam looked at me with a hurt look on her face and said, “What did you say? You think she has nice breasts and lips? You mean you just call her fat to hide the fact that you fantasize about her?”

I stumbled over my words and said, “No. I just meant if you were into that look I’m sure that is what you would like about her. I mean forget about the fact that she could pin you down and screw your brains out. Wow, wouldn’t that be wild?”

I shook my head and said, “Holy cow what’s gotten into me? I think she knocked my common sense loose from the rest of my brain.”

Samantha said, “You know what? I couldn’t wait to see you tonight but now I’m wishing you had never come over. Why don’t you just leave tonight? Its late, I’m tired, you’re delusional and we can start fresh in the morning.”

I stood up knowing there was no sense arguing with her. I said, “You’re right. Let me just use the facilities before I drive home.”

I went to the bathroom and when I was done I looked into JJ’s room and saw a picture of her at the beach on her dresser. I quickly went in and grabbed it and tucked it into my coat. I saw her dirty panties in the laundry basket and grabbed a pair and quickly stuck it in my coat as well. To avoid Sam noticing I quickly went to the door and said, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I had no idea why I stole her stuff. My first thought was that it was to be mean but I think I knew deep down inside that there was more to it than that. If I was just being mean I would have thrown them in the trash can right where I parked but I excitedly threw them into my car and began my drive home.

As I drove home I pulled out her panties and sniffed them. They were heavenly. A mix of perfume and pussy juice met my nostrils and I almost got dizzy from sexual excitement and delight. I sped up so I could get home quicker. I never masturbated but I had an insane urge to jack off.

As soon as I got home I pulled out my stolen photo of JJ and started at her fat body and massive breasts. I looked at her full red lips and imagined kissing her lips and then her breasts. I sniffed her panties again and shot my wad. As soon as I came I was appalled. I looked around and realized what I had done. I had just masturbated imagining Sam’s disgusting roommate JJ instead of Sam or someone equally hot. Even worse is that I had stolen her huge panties and was almost getting high sniffing them. I said, “What the hell has gotten into me?”

Somehow the spell that I was under seemed to wear off as soon as I came. I threw her panties into the trash completely disgusted with myself and threw her photo across the room. I then picked up the phone so I could call Sam to apologize. I reached for the phone and dialed her number. JJ answered and I said, “Hi JJ, is Sam there?”

JJ said, “She’s sleeping David. I would see if she is still awake but I’m updating my web page on myspace.com so you’ll just have to wait until morning to talk to her.”

I said, “I didn’t know you had a web page on myspace.”

She said, “Yes but it wouldn’t interest you. Just a few photos of me at the beach and other places trying to look sexy for a guy who can appreciate a real woman and not the skinny bimbos you like to date.”

I suddenly got defensive and said, “How do you know what I’m interested in and not interested in? Give me your myspace name and I’ll check it out.”

JJ gave me her screen name so I could find it easily and then she said, “I hope you like it. Maybe it will even change the way you feel about big women.”

As soon as she hung up I went to my computer and logged into myspace. I searched on her user name and found her page. It said, “Do you wish to be added as JJ’s friend?”

I wanted to click no. After all, we hated each other but as my mouse moved to click no my hand seemed to have a mind of its own and I clicked yes. Not only would I be added as her friend but now Samantha would see her on my list of friends. Even worse, JJ would know I had gone to her website as soon as we hung up.

As soon as I saw the link to her photo gallery I forgot all about her knowing I was on her site and began clicking from photo to photo. When I had first entered her gallery she had two separate options. One was for photos of her clothed and the other was for her nude. I immediately clicked on the clothed photos but as I became more and more aroused by her body I went back and clicked on the nude photos. I finally couldn’t take it anymore and masturbated again. As soon as I did I looked back at her photos and thought, “What is wrong with me. Why am I suddenly so turned on by JJ?”

I took a cold shower to turn off some of the sexual energy and went to bed. My fears were realized when I awoke in the middle of the night with a full erection and the fresh memory of a vivid dream where I was making love to JJ. I tossed and turned the rest of the night and finally around 3 AM I went over to my computer and brought her website up again. I was clicking around on her photos when I noticed I had one new private message. I opened it and it was from JJ. It read, “I will not even consider dating you until you break up with Samantha.”

I was outraged when I read her message. What made her think I wanted to date her? She knew I hated her guts and I thought she hated mine. I hit respond and typed in, “Not in your wildest dreams fatty.”

I was just about to hit the send button when I noticed the photo I had tossed across the room earlier in the evening. I got up, walked over to it and picked it up. I looked at her huge oversized breasts and once again found my body responding to the sight of her cleavage. I looked at her lips and longed to kiss them. I walked back to my computer and deleted the message I had typed and wrote, “Okay, thanks.”

After I sent the message I went back to her clothed photos. Each one had a title such as “Beach JJ” for her photos at the beach or “Happy JJ” for her photos at an amusement park. One said, “Dominant JJ” so I clicked on it. Nothing came up and I was suddenly prompted for a password. I clicked onto other photos of her and while I was clicking around I saw another private message pop into my inbox. I opened it and was actually excited when I saw it was from JJ. I quickly opened it and all it read was, “The password is SUBMISSION.”

I wondered how the hell she knew I had tried to open those photos and why she was up in the middle of the night. I went back over to the Dominant JJ photos, clicked on it and entered the password. A photo came up of JJ wearing a black leather dominatrix outfit and holding a whip. The photo suddenly came alive and the whip snapped at the screen. As the whip snapped it seemed that thousands of little lights snapped off the end of her whip and bombarded the computer screen. A big word simultaneously snapped off her whip and said, “SUBMIT TO JJ.” Then her voice came over my speakers and said, “Submit to me.”

Instinct told me not to watch this but I was fascinated at the programming that must have been used to create this image. As I stared at the computer her body resumed to the same opening shot it had earlier, then it whipped again. The same lights flashed into my eyes and the only difference was this time it said, “OBEY JJ.” Then JJ’s voice came onto my speakers and said, “Obey me.”

I watched in fascination and wasn’t really aware of the passage of time until my phone rang. I jerked my head from the computer screen and realized I had a full erection. I had been hard for so long that my balls hurt and I had pre-cum all over my pajamas. I looked down at my phone and saw it was Samantha calling. I said hello and she said, “I’m sorry I sent you home last night. I just had a bad day and didn’t the way you spoke about another woman’s body parts.”

I said, “Actually I’m glad you called. I think its time we dated other people.”

While Samantha was still on the phone trying to convince me not to break up with her I was on the computer sending JJ a private message. It simply read, “Samantha and I are no longer seeing each other. I just broke up with her.”

I immediately received a reply, “I know. I can hear you two talking. Call me on my line when you’re finished with her.”

Twenty minutes later I dialed JJ’s number. I said, “Hi JJ, would you be interested in going out with me tonight?”

JJ said, “First of all you will not address me as JJ unless there are others within earshot. In private I am your mistress. Second, I have no intention of wasting my time and effort dating you just so I can take you home and make you my slave. You will simply give me directions to your house so I can come over and begin your slave training immediately.”

I was not accustomed to being spoken to that way but it seemed so natural when JJ spoke to me that way. I replied, “Yes mistress, I will give you directions to my house so you do not have to waste your time dating me.” I then proceeded to give her directions.

It took her several hours to get to my house and whereas I would have normally been really angry I just patiently waited. I was now keenly aware that something had happened to me last night. In just one night I went from being physically repulsed by JJ to patiently and excitedly waiting for her to come over so she could train me to be her slave. I had also just broken up with the woman I thought I had wanted to marry. Things were weird and I had a feeling they were going to get weirder when JJ finally arrived.