To your disbelief, your breakfast went as planned! You felt the table wobble a bit due to its uneven legs, reminding yourself to fix that sometime soon, but other than that just your average breakfast. As you finished up you figured out what you wanted to do with your day. Your kids are relatively self-sufficient so they do not need too much help with their daily routine unless something drastic happens, so you could do whatever you wanted. You decided to take care of some housework, and you were going to start with cleaning up Mckayla's exercise room.
You started your short trek down the hall and eventually got the door. Looking at the door knob looming far above, you had to get up there and reach it. You could have squeezed yourself under the door but you spend so much time squished by your beautiful wife that the prospect of inflicting it on yourself was not too tantalizing. Luckily, just like you scaled the cabinets earlier you could climb the door frame with ease and use your minimal strength to swing open the door. You sat there in the room, taking a moment to pat yourself on the back for being so self-sufficient at only two feet tall. Most people at your diminutive stature are totally dependent on others to help them live out their daily lives, but you take pride in being able to fend for yourself. In fact, it is this exact confidence and capability that led you to win over your beautiful wife when you met over twenty years ago. Before delving into the cleaning process you felt your mind start to drift to that wonderful day...
It was a warm spring day, and you were walking through the city from your college campus to your internship. Always the go-getter you chose to attend college in a relatively metropolitan area, something rather risky for a two foot tall squishy man to undertake. The seemingly endless seas of oblivious pedestrians seemed like it would be the worst situation for you to be in. One misstep and you could be thoroughly squished by a a looming foot. But you were not the average squishy man. Through this mass of people oblivious to your existence, you bobbed and weaved between steps, under legs, and expertly avoided danger. In fact, you could likely move about at an equal pace to these giants thanks to your nimbleness.
On this day, however, you found yourself walking behind someone that you simply could not take your eyes off of. A pair of creme colored heels led into some of the longest, most beautifully tanned legs you had ever seen in your life. Each elegant stride of hers equaling more than 5 steps of your own. Your eyes were naturally drawn upwards, following the smooth contour of her legs, and what lied above them could only be sufficiently described as the best ass you had seen in your entire life. You were immediately mesmerized. First, it was large, very large. The width from the edge of one cheek to the other was easily wider than your entire body was tall, and it stuck out like a shelf. Second, it jiggled just the perfect amount in front of you with the clack of each heeled step on the pavement. And third, her short forest green dress struggled valiantly to contain this massive body part but simply could not succeed. Every step revealed just a hint of her smooth cheeks that was only visible from your perspective, but enough to entrance you even more. She would grab the dress and yank it down every few steps but the process kept repeating itself. It was during one of these forceful tugs that this beauty happened to knock her purse off her shoulder, causing it to land right in front of you. You immediately grabbed the purse off the ground and lifted it up, just then realizing that this woman did not even notice dropping her purse, and neither did the number of pedestrians around you. It seemed a bit strange that she was ditzy enough to not notice her own purse falling off her shoulder, but you brushed those thoughts aside, this was your chance!
In the seconds that had passed she had gotten a fair distance ahead of you, and you had to figure out how to not only catch up to her but get her attention in an appropriate manner. Because, at two feet tall your voice would likely not rise all the way up to her ears over the bustle of the city. And further, the difference in height between you two meant that you could only reach her calf, thigh, or tremendous ass to get her attention physically, and you did not want your first interaction with this goddess to be groping her. Thinking on your feet you quickly ran forward to scale a nearby newspaper dispenser, leapt from there to a street sign, and ended up atop a bus stop some feet ahead of this beauty. From there you scanned the crowd looking for her, and you found her almost instantly. Standing above nearly every other person in the crowd was an angelic face that could only belong to the perfect ass you had seen before. She had to have been at least 6 feet tall, before counting the extra height her heels added, and looked like a model to you. She approached you and you shouted out, "Excuse me miss, I believe you dropped this" while holding her bag out. A look of complete surprise washed over her face, first to see a man less than 1/3 her height speaking so confidently, and second to see you holding her purse. She exclaimed, "Oh thank you so much it completely slipped my mind!" with a short giggle. "What can I ever do to repay you?" she continued. In one motion you flipped yourself into a hanging position from the bus stop you were sitting on, and came to her eye level. "You can let me take you out to dinner" you said smoothly as you extended a business card to her beautiful hand. Clearly taken aback slightly by your advance, she then formed a perfect smile and responded, "I would love to." She extended the same hand and said "Mckayla Jacobson, pleasure to meet you," you took two of her fingers in your much smaller grip and responded, "Thomas Malthus, and trust me the pleasure is mine. Does tonight at 7:00 work for you?" She smiled again and nodded, you smiled back then each of you continued on your daily life. You worked out the details of the date over the phone later, and from that point on the rest was history.
You could spend the whole day recalling the wonderful history of you and Mckayla, the times she accidentally sat on you, stepped on you, even forgot about you after doing the first two. While your natural agility let you avoid many dangerous situations, when it came to your wife it seemed like you simply could not focus on avoiding her. Her natural beauty seemed to hypnotize you and lead to you being squished against her one way or another. Each of these times though, while not physically very enjoyable only served to strengthen your relationship and forge the bond between you and your beautiful wife. You both made each other happier than ever before, and is the reason why you have had such a loving marriage for over 17 years.
*Back in the real world*
You came out of your daydream content, and ready to start your day. This is when you first noticed just how messy the room was. While Mckayla was in no way a gross woman, she was definitely passionate about maintaining her figure through intense workouts. Combined with her natural ditziness and oblivious nature, this led to her leaving this room looking like a tornado hit it. Pairs of sweaty high socks were strewn about, one sock you specifically remember sharing with Mckayla's large foot while your wife ran a local marathon. You shuddered, not wanting to take that trip down memory lane and looked around the rest of the room. Dumbbells were spread out, running shoes left tipped over, even a pair of leggings shed on the ground because your wife frequently gets "too sweaty to workout with pants on" as she puts it. And in the middle of the room laid your wife's very much broken in yoga mat, still a bit damp from her session last night. Just as you were about to get started you heard your wife's voice from upstairs,
"Honey! The girls at work are out of town today so they told me I can have the day off! I think I'm going to work up a little sweat then we can do whatever we want!" You heard your wife's footsteps as they came down the hallway and hoped that she had not put her headphones in already. When she did she tended to get into the zone and it was nearly impossible to get her attention if she wasn't looking for you. She stopped briefly to ponder why the door was already open, and you were stunned by her beauty yet again. She had thrown on a sports bra to accompany her leggings, but neither did much good at pinning down her ample curves. It was then you noticed she did already have her headphones in, and you gulped, hoping that she would notice you before starting her routine. But this time, to your surprise, actually saw you! "Oh hey Tom, what're you up to?" She said while removing the headphones from her ears. You responded, "Nothing much, just gonna help you pick up a little bit around here!" Mckayla smiled back and said "Aww thank you, you really are just the sweetest. Well now that we're both in here...
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