Privacy, serenity, maybe relief? Those are
common feelings to have when youīre alone on the restroom. Just there, getting
things done, even if thereīs not much concentration needed, itīs really
unpleasant when someone interrupts you.
In this case, thereīs a man on the restroom,
but his privacy has been interrupted by the strong knocking on the door, which
came together with some words, words spoken by a womanīs voice.
“Come on! What are you doing there?” She said.
“Hey!” he replied to the very familiar voice.
“What are you doing HERE?! You shouldnīt.” he sounded sort of pissed.
“Come on, relax, itīs ok, as long as itīs an
“emergency”, you know itīs fine.” Replied the womanīs voice as if it wasnīt a
big deal that she was inside the manīs restroom. More precisely, a restroom
inside a bar, quite a fancy one to be honest.
It seemed as if she wanted him to get out fast,
maybe she needed him? Or could it be that she was suspicious that he was doing
something else inside? Anyways, the man was looking at the floor, just staring
at the womanīs shadow, a woman who was his girlfriend, he couldnīt see over the
tall restroomīs door, and neither could she.
“Hurry…” she said, “Youīve been here like
“Hey! Itīs been like FIVE minutes, besides, you
know I sometimes take a while when Iīm on the throne, just… leave me alone!” he
yelled demanding some intimacy.
“I donīt care! Iīll stay here with you for as
long as I want until you decide to come out.” She declared.
“Ugh, youīre just… fine, give me a minute.” He
gave up, he knew better that she was very persistent and she will do what she
said. Having her outside will make it really uncomfortable for him, and for any
other guy who decides to come in.
“Ok.” She replied feeling good with herself,
once again she had made him do as she said.
A minute later, the guy opened the restroomīs
door just to meet his girlfriendīs legs. Tall thick pillars of flesh were already
standing in front of him, he wasnīt even waist level with her; but neither knee
level, he was in her mid-thigh level.
The woman was wearing a pair of tiny shorts,
tiny for her, and a long-sleeved blouse. She had her hands on her hips and as
she bent down a little to look at his boyfriend, she said: “Well, it was about
time, what were you doing in there anyways?” she asked.
The guy looked up to her as he said:
“N-nothing, what could I possibly be doing there? Asideīs of whatīs obvious…”
he replied with sour anger.
“I donīt know… maybe looking at some other
girls on your phone? Perhaps, you wanna date someone else, donīt you?” said the
woman with a suspicious look on her face.
“Wha… thatīs not… youīre just making up stuff!”
he added feeling mad.
The woman extender her hand towards him and
said: “Ok then, show me your phone” she said pulling her fingers in and out,
making it obvious that she was serious.
“What?! Come on, donīt you trust me?” he said
“I do, but if you got nothing to hide, then
hand ME YOUR phone.” She said as if it was the end of it.
“Youīre just being ridiculous” he said as he
turned away and crossed his arms over his chest.
The woman let out a sigh of disbelief, but
then, she frowned and did the only thing that came up to her mind in that
moment of anger, she bent down and reached for him with her arms. He wasnīt
looking so he didnīt realized until it was too late.
Seconds later, she stepped out of the restroom,
carrying the man sideways on her side, not like youīd carry a person, more
like, how youīll carry a rug. The guy was squirming trying to get out, but she
was too strong.
“Shhh, stay still!” she commanded, “when we get
home, youīll be in SO MUCH trouble. And even if you donīt want to, Iīll check
on you phone, just pray that I donīt find what Iīm thinking…” she said as she
walked thru the bar, the check was already paid so she just left to do with the
little man as she pleased, no one objected, it was now very common.
On the other side of the bar, passed the
restroomīs door and all the tables, there was a man sitting on a stool, right
in front of the bar (although it sounds redundant).
“Wow, did you see it?” he asked the bartender.
“Yeah, it seemed really embarrassing for the
poor little guy.” She declared as she was drying one of the mugs with a
“It sure was…” he said with some concern,
nowadays, that could happen to anyone, but he had his own problems, so he
couldnīt focus too much on other peopleīs lives right now.
“Ok honey, what were you telling me before…
well, you know.” She said pointing at the event that was still very fresh on
“Oh right, well I… Iīm single.” He declared.
The woman rose her eyebrows in disbelief and
said: “So, did you and Tanya…?”
“Yes.” He said as he closed his eyes and
“Awww, and how are you feeling?” she said as
she put the mug down and placed her hand on his shoulder, she was being
empathetic, proving him, she was there.
fine, I mean, it was pretty much over, she was just… she just wanted to
diminish me the whole time. And I got tired of that.” He said frowning at the counter
The woman just rubbed his shoulder with her
fingers, trying to tell him it was alright. But she needed to be really
careful, because her hand was too big, applying too much force could turn the
tenderness of the moment into a rough shoulder massage.
Letīs talk a little more about the deal here.
Now, timeīs have changed. Since a couple generations ago, women had started to
grow taller than men, and not just taller, gigantic. When it all began, women
were growing up to the height of an average man, not much of a deal; as time
went by, they started outgrowing men. Womenīs average height increased
dramatically in a couple decades, in the impressive beginning, the average
height for a woman was 7ī tall, and weīre not talking about the oneīs on the
As women were getting taller, men just seemed
to be left behind on it, in fact, they were growing much less than they used
to, lucky for them, the change wasnīt as impressive as it was with women. Menīs
average height lost a few inches over time, then it reached a foot less and
then… then we have the present time.
Needless to say, as time went by, women also
grew larger. Men were about shoulder level with women; then, boob level; after
a couple decades, a manīs head was standing at the same height as a womanīs
navel. It just kept going and going that way, no one was sure why it happened,
maybe evolution? Some sort of chemical? No one had a clue. The only one thing
for sure was that things changed, a lot!
Instead of a big man robbing some poor lady on
a dark alley, now women were teasing men there, with just one thing in mind,
getting laid. As women were growing taller, so were their desires for men,
their lust driven brains were just too weak to resist it. So there had to be
some rules applied to it.
In the beginning, they were not very sure how
to deal with it, some fines were stablished; for some, prison was even a
reality. But over the years, they had found the perfect solution, at least the
best there was. Together with a whole bunch of new rules and laws, they made an
The app is supposed to stablish the
relationship in which you are, and with who you are. Like changing your social
media status to show everyone youīre in a relationship. That way, women could
know which men were dating and who were single. Pretty much, it was a way to
control everyone, which helped with the first rule: “No woman can try anything
with a man whoīs already in a relationship with another woman, else, youīd be
sentenced to…” and so on.
It seemed sort of safe for men. By that time,
waist level was something only “tall” man could say. So, it gave them some
security. The only question was. Who to date? You only needed to find a
girlfriend, or you could get married, but a simple engagement was enough.
Having a girlfriend could set that, as a man,
no matter where you are or when, no woman can lay hands on you. It made men
feel safe from the enormous women that were around. Not all of them were crazy
sex addicts, women were still respectful and acted just as they always did, but
it was those other women who had selfish and immoral ideas who terrified most
of men. No one would like to be walking next to an alley when a pair of big
hands just snatch you up and make you submiss at their will.
As for today, there were a lot of changes, some
were very convenient for men, and some, well… not that much. Since over 95% of
people who dictate the laws and rules were women, there just wasnīt enough space
for men to decide what goes and what doesnīt. Itīs not that the rules are bad
or made orientated towards women, but, thereīs some things that just didnīt
felt right. For example, letīs talk about the restroom scene.
In that case, she was just being paranoic, she
thought he was searching for other womenīs profiles to finish his relationship
with her. But when she said she could be there because it was an “emergency”
she wasnīt lying. A few decades ago, there was a rule that allowed women to be
with their men anytime anywhere, as long as it was a life-or-death situation.
Needless to say, some women abuse it, as well as some men. In a way, it meant
you could skip work, leave a meeting, or for some, it meant you could invade
someoneīs privacy. And it was totally allowed.
But what else could be done, the last decade,
the average in height changed, not as much as it did in the beginning, but now,
things were this way: A manīs average had gone all the way down to 4ī10”, some
men didnīt even reach 4ī, but it was normal nowadays. As for women, well, the
average for a woman was 14ī6”, needless to say, some women are waaaay over the
average. Some are not, but today, the shortest woman you can find, which is a
noticeable difference, itīs on the 12ī field.
Things have changed, for good or for bad, but
currently, society seems to work that way. Itīs true that some women are mean
and always try to make men feel smaller or underestimated, but some other are
kind and treat them as equals, even though they canīt reach most of the things.
But, thereīs a lot of shades in it, for example, on the sadistic womanīs side,
some of them are quite gentle, and even if they have their “needs”, they will
ask the man if heīs comfortable with it. As for kind women, thereīs an extreme
where women treat men as, well, theirs; their maternal side shows up and they
can go all the way to breastfeed a man.
Returning to the guy on the counter, whoīs name
is Matt by the way, heīs sort of alarmed because he has ended up his
relationship with his now ex, Tanya. But cutting her off itīs not the big deal,
the deal is that if he doesnīt find a new girlfriend during the next seven
days, then heīll get assigned one. And that person could be anyone.
“Thank you, Zoey” he said to the barwoman.
“Youīre welcome honey” she said with a sweet
Speaking a bit more about Matt, we can begin by
saying that at 5ī heīs on the tall side of men. Heīs quite good looking so
getting a new girlfriend shouldnīt be a big deal, his hairīs dark brown and his
eyes are blue. Heīs got a slim athletic complexion and heīs self-ensured, most
of the time.
Heīs been friends with Zoey since he frequents
the bar. Zoeyīs not just the barwoman, sheīs also the owner of the bar, and
other two of the same franchise. Sheīs on the tall side too, for a woman, sheīs
18ī2”, not the tallest there is, but fairly close. Sheīs a tall, blonde-haired
woman, whoīs bodyīs well, as much of women nowadays, breathtaking. Her legs are
thick and obviously long. Her buttīs, round and firm, and her boobs, theyīre
something else. Every now and then, Matt takes a peek at them, he canīt help
it, they bounce as she serves some drinks or sprey as she bends on the top of
Overall, Zoeyīs quite a nice woman, she always
treats Matt with respect and listens to him, they have a really nice
friendship. Even if heīs a bit young for her. Mattīs just turned 25, while
Zoeyīs already 37, although she looks as young as he does, and her bright
hazelnut eyes are captivating. She always gives him advice when she can, and he
really appreciates how sweet she is, but she seems to be that way with everyone.
Overall, a nice woman.
“And… sorry to ask but, when did you broke up?”
she asked kind of concerned.
“Today. Before noon.” He replied.
“Ok so… you still have a couple hours before
the countdown starts, do you have a plan?” she asked.
It was really common for men to have a plan
before breaking up with a woman. They could already have another woman
interested in them, or a scheduled request. Breaking up with someoneīs not the
same these days.
“No…” he replied mildly. He just broke up with
Tanya because he was sick of the way she treated him, always letting him know
he was inferior and weak. He couldnīt take it anymore.
“Oh, I see. Did you already moved out of her
place?” she asked not very sure if it was the best question to make.
“Yes, I already moved into a unit.” Nowadays,
men lived with women, not the other way around. When youīre in a relationship
with a woman, you move into her house and live with her. All houses and other
buildings are adjusted for womenīs size, which means, a regular wallīs around
four times the size they used to. For women, things size hasnīt change that
much, but for men, it was like living in a land made for giantesses.
When Matt said he already moved out into a
unit, he meant that when men are left or single, they move into a small unit
complex, everythingīs “manīs size” there. Doors, the ceiling, all things are
made thinking on menīs height, to provide them with much more comfort. Besides,
with no women to help them, they wouldnīt be able to sit on the table. Thatīs
why things are that way.
Zoey was worried, if he was single, it meant
that now, any woman could lay hands on him. She didnīt like the idea that heīd
be so vulnerable for the next days. “Matt, would you like me to drive you home?
I mean, thereīs a lot of customers so I canīt leave right now, but Iīll close
in a few hours…”
“No, I… I appreciate it, but itīs ok, you donīt
need to worry that much.” He smiled at her, she was kind and thoughtful.
“Besides, my unit complexīs close by, it shouldnīt be more than a 10-minute
walk. 10 for men, 2 for women.
“Are you sure?” she asked rising her eyebrows.
She didnīt mind, and sheīd rather make sure he was safe and sound.
“Totally” he replied.
“Fine, but be careful, ok, you know itīs
already dark outside, and now youīre…” she made a pause and lowered her voice
to say: “single.”
“I will, donīt worry that much, I can take care
of myself you know” he said trying to sound confident.
“Ok…” Zoey replied, thatīs not what she wanted
to hear, but he was a grown man, so he could do what he wanted, with itīs
obvious limits of course. “Can I give you anything else honey?” she asked as a
“Oh well, now that you ask it… can I have…” he
asked for a sweet flavored drink, quite soft since men could no longer digest
alcohol as they did.
“Sure… oh, we ran out of small glasses, can I
give you a regular glass?” she asked, small glasses were for men, and well, the
Matt nodded and before he knew it, he was
facing a glass the size of a bucket in front of him. And it was a small womenīs
glass. The liquid in it was only at the bottom, since Zoey knew he couldnīt
drink much. He had to use both hands to lift the glass and pour the liquid on
“Thank you.” He said.
“Youīre welcome sweetheart.” Replied Zoey
After a while, Matt left the bar, he had to get
home, midnight was close, and he knew that at that time, crazy women come out
looking for lonely men. Maybe it was just a rumor, but heīd rather not find
out, currently, it was 11:00 pm. He walked down the wide sidewalks on the big
streets. There wasnīt much people around, but it must be because itīs Monday.
He kept thinking; how could he get into a new
relationship? His past relationship had lasted years. But thatīs the usual.
When a man turns 21, he has to have a girlfriend. The app must be installed on
your phone roughly a week before your twenty-first birthday, or else, youīll
receive the visit of a woman from an agency whoīll install it for you. Itīs not
a big deal, but itīs really embarrassing.
“Ok, letīs… letīs think on something, my
profile already shows Iīm single, thatīs for sure, itīs only a matter of time
before I receive a date request.” He thought, nowadays, itīs true that you have
a week to meet your new girlfriend, but that doesnīt mean you have to be with the
first one you date.
If heīs given a week, that means he can date as
much women as he like and then decide who he will stay with. Needless to say,
thatīs mutual, she has to agree with it too; itīs really easy, heīll send the
relationship request after they had their date, and then sheīll agree or deny
it. Pretty simple, whoever sends a request has to wait for the other person to
accept it, and they cannot force them to accept (which applies mostly to
women), or else, theyīll be penalized with five years of prison and their
profiles will be blocked for life.
Right now, Mattīs got two choices, he can wait
for someoneīs request or send his own to single women. Quite easy, the only
problem is that heīll have to wait for their replies, and timeīs not his friend
right now. By tomorrow, at noon, the seven-day countdown begins. And if he
doesnīt find anyone, well, it will be bad.
Being in a relationshipīs not that simple, for
once, if he already started one, he canīt end it up just like that, both of
them have to agree thru the app, or else, he or she will have to send a request
and wait until itīs approved or denied by a reviewer; or they can appeal in
some sort of jury.
He keeps walking, itīs been a minute now, but
it feels like forever. Being singleīs not that easy for a man, if he had a date
scheduled, then itīll be a little easier. Heīll be sort of off the limits, but
now, he wasnīt.
As he kept walking, he canīt help but to feel
heīs been followed. “Oh no.” he thinks as heīs too scared to look back. He knows
itīs a woman because the presence he feels is a big one.
He has no idea what to do, he speeds up his
pace, but thatīs useless. Thereīs no way he can leave a woman behind, they got
legs taller than him. His heart beats faster as he tries to escape, but then, a
voice comes from behind and says:
“Hi there…” as he thought, itīs a womanīs
voice. Matt stops instantly, but he canīt turn back. Right now, heīs scared,
frozen right where he is, fearing what will come next.