He´s just standing there, listening to the
sound of the big woman approaching. He can sense the vibrations the gigantic
woman emits when each of her feet are placed on the ground. One step at a time.
He´s just standing there, quietly accepting his faith.
“Why… why me?” he thought as the woman is just a
couple feet away from him. He could feel his heart beating, loud and strong, making
it feel like forever. “Ok Mathew, think straight… fuck, why can´t I move? Ok
ok, now, she doesn´t necessarily need to snatch you up and take you with her…
maybe my wallet fell… or maybe she knows me from somewhere…” he tried to sooth
himself as the woman was now standing behind him.
“Shit, I just hope she´s the kind type.” That
was his last thought as he closed his eyes. Meanwhile, the woman was sure he
was terrified, so she walked past by him and now she was standing right in
front of him. Looming at him from above.
“It´s ok… don´t be scared” she declared with a
sweet tone. “I won´t hurt you.”
Could he believe her? Or could this be some
sort of trap. Either way, he felt very unsafe.
“Come on, open your eyes, I just wanna talk.”
She added.
Matt did as she said, slowly, he opened his
eyes just to find a pair of really long legs in front of him, he was sure her
waist was still high above his head, so he turned up, and up, until he met her
gaze.
The woman smiled, she seemed nice, she was
pretty and was wearing a bouffant yellow dress. Her hair was short by the way.
She was looking at him with her big bright eyes. He wasn´t really sure which
shade of brown they were, it was really dark outside. He settled a bit and then
smiled back.
“Hi…” she said waving at him.
“H-hi.” He replied. As she let out a small
laugh due to his shyness and the fear he was showing.
“You know…” she continued, “it´s not quite a
great idea for a single man to wander the streets at this hour, it´s
dangerous.” She said as if she was lecturing him.
He stood there, but then he realized, how does
she know he was single? He let out a suspicious look as he looked at her. He
said: “H-how do you…”
“How do I know you´re single, pretty easy, I
was at the bar with some friends, and sorry but, I overheard a little of your
conversation with the bar lady.” She admitted.
“Oh… I see.” He said, he wasn´t sure what her
intentions were, but as he was thinking, she bent down.
“Listen…” she started as she placed a hand on
his shoulder, even this way, Matt´s head was about boob level with her, boobs
that seemed the size of enormous watermelons. “you seem cute, and I wouldn´t
like something bad happening to a cute man like you, that´s why I followed you…
I know you said you could go on your own, but I´m not really sure about that,
now, my offer for you is that you can allow me to escort you to your, ehm,
unit, okay?” she said with pure intentions.
Matt realized she meant no harm, but he was
still not sure why she was doing this, but he could allow her, besides, if she
meant to harm him, she would´ve already done that. “O… okey” he replied pushing
his luck.
“Very well.” She said as she clapped with her
hands, she seemed really excited. “Now, let´s go… oh, I´m Mindy by the way” she
added introducing herself.
“Nice to meet you… Mindy, I´m Matt.” He replied
as a gentleman.
“Nice to meet you, cute Matt.” She said,
leaving him with a question, why cute?
They walked maybe half a block, a block in the
definition of today´s women measures, which is like 4 whole blocks for a man.
Mindy turned and said: “Listen… I don´t think this is gonna work… I mean, you
walk a bit slow…” she said.
Matt was confused, did she meant she was going
to leave him alone? And then, she spoke.
“But… maybe, if you, you know, allow me to
carry you… that´ll be easier.” She said as she looked at the sky. Of course she
wanted to carry him, she followed him to look for him, called him cute, for
Matt it was more than obvious, she was one of those maternal ladies.
He sighed and said: “Sure…” then he rose his
arms at her, “why not?” he added not really looking for it.
“Aww, sweet!” she said as she bent down and
picked him up within a second. She was really looking forward to it. “Oh my,
you´re really light.” She added.
She carried him to his unit for a while, they
were half way there when she started carrying him. She asked him for directions
every now and then, and finally, they arrived. It was like a hotel, a normal
sized one.
“Ok, here we are…” said Matt who was now being
carried on her lap.
“Very well.” Added Mindy.
“Ok… I think you can put me down now.”
“Oops, sorry hehe, I forgot.” She said as she
placed him on the ground.
“Well, ehm, thank you for, you know, keeping me
company.” He said looking up to the gigantic woman, Mindy must be around
sixteen feet tall, he barely clears her knee.
“You mean keeping you safe?” she asked smiling.
“Yeah, thank you for that…” he said as he
looked somewhere else while scratching the back of his head.
Then, he heard the sound of a camera shooting a
photo, and the light of a flash covered him. He turned at her. Mindy was
holding her phone as she seemed to be busy with it. Was she going to post it on
her social media, keep the picture for herself? He wasn´t sure.
“Oh, haha, I hope you don´t mind, I took a
picture of you… sorry.” She said.
“Ok… no problem, uhm, goodnight, Mindy. I´ll…
I´ll get to bed.” He said walking away. She seemed nice, but the whole picture
thing kind of freaked him out.
“Goodnight to you too, Mattie…” she replied.
“Oh, and don´t forget to shower.” She said as she waved at him.
He entered his unit, and once the door was
closed, he said: “What was that?” he hasn´t been single in years, and he had
already forgotten what it felt like. Besides, this is the first time someone
takes a picture of him. He was curious what her reasons were, treasure the
moment? Tell her friends having some evidence? A list of “Guys I´ve escorted”?
It was all so odd, and at this time, normal, for women.
He watched out thru the window, pulling the
curtain slightly to the side just to allow his right eye to peer outside. She
was still there, texting or something. The light of her phone screen covered
her face, revealing a really big smile. He was curious whether she will knock
or something, but she couldn´t get inside his unit.
Turns out, units are like men´s refugees.
Legally, no woman can step inside. It´s a way to give men a place to shelter
when they´re single, so that they don´t have to run every single time they spot
a woman. Men can either stay there waiting for a date, or wait for a couple to
be assigned to them. But staying there all day is really boring.
Another reason why women can´t get in is mainly
because, some of them don´t fit. Units are designed based on men´s proportions,
doors are not taller than six foot tall, and the ceilings are around seven feet
tall. Nowadays, men don´t need anything higher. Each unit has a bathroom, main
room, a living room and a kitchen, although the kitchen and living room are on
the same big room.
Units have two doors, one leading to the
outside, the one Matt used to enter; and another door, next to the kitchen,
that one´s in case men would like to enter the main building. They are designed
that way in case a man´s running from a woman and wants to rush to the door;
the second door makes it possible for men to enter without having to step out
of their units. Once a man´s three feet away from the door, whatever woman can
snatch him up as a bag of ships from the super market. As easy as that.
Matt laid in bed, tired, it was almost midnight
and he had a long day tomorrow, he set his mind into looking for dates. He
thought he could have some breakfast and then browse thru women´s profiles. He
unlocked his phone just to check on the app, and then, he saw a request.
It was dark, but you could see the intrigue on
his face due to the screen´s light, “What? Already?” it was true that the
moment a man´s single, their profiles are open for every woman to send a date
request; although, he still has until tomorrow at noon for the countdown to
start. Setting profiles this way it´s just for men to have more time and for
women to have an accurate look on the “market”.
He clicked on the request, and then, it
displayed the profile, with the message attached, he was surprised to find out
whose profile it was, but he saw it coming. The message said: “Hey there, I
hope I´m the first one.” He read the name just to confirm his thoughts, it was
Mindy´s profile.
Turns out, you can search for a man with a
picture, a single picture will display this man´s profile. Allowing everyone to
see whether they´re single, dating or in a relationship. Also, you can check on
their heights, age, birthday, among other things.
“Oh my, what… what should I do?” he wasn´t sure
whether to accept or decline the offer. She was pretty, that´s for sure, but he
was not into the maternal women´s type. Asides of being very authoritative
sometimes, they have really weird requests. “Nope, thank you but no…” he said
as he already visualized himself trying to tell Mindy he won´t sit on a high
chair. He was about to click on “DENY” when he suddenly had second thoughts.
“Ok, let´s… let´s keep it there, just in case.”
He didn´t have to accept or deny right now, he could wait. Have her there as an
option. He left the request as it was, then closed the app and place his phone
on the night´s table. He covered himself with the sheets and closed his eyes,
preparing for the next day.
After a while, while he was sleeping, his phone
began to buzz, alerting him of the new notifications, turns out that, while he
was sleeping, he received three more requests. It seems like finding someone to
date was not so hard after all. Much less for someone good looking like Matt.
The only question is, who´s requests are those?
Matt woke up by 9 am, he didn´t have a job
since his ex´ made it clear she wanted a house boyfriend, and that she will
make all the money. The annoying part was the fact that she said things like:
“I don´t wanna live on the pennies you´ll make” or “Job? YOU? Hahahaha, you
know men are not hired so easy, and you have no references so… NO”. It was
mean, but she was right, men had small jobs now a days, the most he could
achieve was as a personal assistant for some CEO or company owner. But those jobs
came with not work-related tasks. Most likely, he´d be a personal foot
massager.
After he woke up, he headed to the bathroom,
and once he was done there, he grabbed his phone. “Let´s see, what do we have
here…” he said ready to look for a profile or two before breakfast. But what he
wasn´t expecting was to see new requests. “What?” he thought.
He clicked on the first request, the message
said: “Wanna be mine?” but he immediately clicked deny after looking at the
picture, he didn´t even read the name. Her photo showed a woman flexing her
huge bicep, ripped as hell.
“Oh no, nah ah, not in a million years, I´d
rather use a bib than being manhandled by her… what, did she break his last
boyfriend?” he wondered passing to the next request.
“Hmmm, she seems nice…” he though looking at
the picture first. He could see a young woman, big brown eyes, long hair, and
boobs. Matt liked boobs, and he liked them big. This woman, whose name was
Betty, had a huge rack. “Oh yeah, she seems nice” then he read her message, which
said:
“Hi there, handsome, wanna date?”
The message seemed good enough for him, normal,
flirty, and over all simple. He accepted the request, but he wasn´t sure when
to date, if this same day or tomorrow, so he allowed her to decide. He could´ve
accepted and set a time and day for it, but he wasn´t sure, so he sent it,
letting her choose.
Then, he clicked on the last one, he read the
message: “Hey there baby, wanna meet mommy?” He immediately declined.
Matt wanted to be a man, be free; or as free as
he could. That´s why he denied all of the maternal aspects of today´s society.
He couldn´t be a man if a woman constantly carries him everywhere, much less if
he´s dressed by one of these mom-ladies.
This was mostly because he wanted to prove that
men were capable, he was underestimated every single day by his ex´, he hated
it. Things like “I´ll do it.”, “It´s women´s job.” Or simple questions like
“Who will do it, you?” for her, men were like accessories, a woman´s got a
boyfriend just to have one. That´s what she said and that´s what she thought.
But Matt knew there were some other things
other than “standards”, things like love, sharing your time with someone who
values it, rather than just having sex. He didn´t mind it, but it wasn´t his
main goal.
Time flew by, he showered and then went outside
for a walk, it was noon already, so the countdown starts. The good thing is
that his phone had a chronometer, started by the same app, so he can check the
exact time he´s got left. He walked away, into downtown. He could meet someone
there, and then ask for their profile and stablish a date as it used to be. And
since it was the middle of the day, there will be less chances for him to be
abducted by some women. It hasn´t happen in weeks, but what are the odds.
He eventually made it downtown, he passed thru
clothes stores, some fancy restaurants, and now, a construction in work.
“HEY!!!” he heard from the other side of the street.
He turned, then he saw a blonde woman working
on the construction. She had long blonde hair, some broken denim jeans and a
white tee, that mostly, only covered her boobs, allowing her stomach to be
displayed. She didn´t have such a lean figure, she fell on the curvy side, but
still with a great shape.
She yelled again: “Come here!”
Matt blinked, then he pointed at himself
saying: “Me?”
“Yes YOU” said the woman. “COME!”
He wasn´t expecting to be the one they were
calling. But he had no clue on what to do, so he just followed her
instructions. He crossed the street and walked all the way over there, as soon
as he arrived, the woman told the other workers:
“Hahaha, I can´t believe it, he came!” she said
as she walked closer to the fence where he stopped.
He received a lot of comments form the other
women, of over twenty people working there, only five seemed to notice him, and
from those five, three said: “Hiiii”, “Oh my, I could eat him up.” And “Just be
careful Tracy, you know you´re not very good with men.”
“Pfff, nonsense, I´m GREAT with men.” Said the
blonde woman who was approaching to Matt. Apparently, her name was Tracy.
Matt didn´t know what to do, but he was already
standing right in front of this woman, looking straight into her swollen
thighs, maybe she was around fourteen feet tall. He swallowed and said: “H-hi”
as he looked up to the woman´s face.
“Hey there, what are you doing so lonely in the
streets?” she asked.
“Well, I… you know…” he had no idea what to
say, could he make an excuse and say he was walking to a date? Or pretend he´s
not single?
“I know the answer, but I still want to ask,
are you single?” she said leaning at him with a look that said she certainly
knew.
Matt swallowed, what should he say? Yes? No? He
had gotten himself into a dilemma, and t think that he could pretend he didn´t
listen and kept walking. “I… I…” he started as the big woman got closer to
listen to his answer, but suddenly.
“Tracy! Get back to work, you can do as you
please at your lunch time, but now get your ass up there!” said another woman.
Matt turned, and he saw an older woman, maybe
the one in charge. She was taller, around fifteen feet tall, and Tracy just
followed her instructions saying: “Sure boss…” then she turned and winked at
Matt.
He felt relieved, but that feeling was washed
away when the older woman said: “And you!” he turned, feeling fret as the woman
approached and was now standing right in front of him, she kneeled and said:
“If you don´t want anyone to know you´re
single, then don´t listen to a random woman´s orders.” It felt like a lecture,
but with some good intentions behind it.
“Why are you single men so obvious, whenever
you´re single you seem to be driven by whoever woman calls for you, no no no.
Now, keep walking, ok? And be careful.”
Matt just nodded and thanked her. Then he
rushed, leaving the construction behind, but he could still hear a comment:
“Hey! Don´t leave so soon, we´re almost at lunch time!” He didn´t dare to look
back, he just kept walking straight.
The more he walked, the crowded it felt.
Whereas before he spotted a woman or two on the streets now, he was surrounded
by them. It was like walking in a forest, the difference was that the trees
were women´s long legs. All of them just passing him by. Lucky for him, they
didn´t seem to notice he was single.
He had never noticed it before, but men seem to
be carried in different ways by women. For example, there´s the usual men
jogging behind his girlfriend´s long legs, trying to keep up with her long
steps. There´s also a man being carried by a woman, that seems kind of tender. Another
couple where the man´s holding the woman´s hand. And then… “No, is that… a
leash?” A woman was walking a couple steps ahead of a man, but this man was
wearing a leash, like a dog.
“Fuck! How come I didn´t see this before?” He
wasn´t aware of how women treat men these days. Pretty much because on his last
relationship, she told him that she´ll be his everything, and that all of his
attention should be focused in her. He thought she was the jealous type, but it
seems as if she just wanted to stablish some sort of domain on him.
He was just walking, with nowhere to go, he
figured out that if he kept walking, eventually a woman will figure out he´s
just wandering around. He didn´t want to be followed by some gigantic woman,
what if she takes him to an alley and… there´s a ton of possible scenarios for
him. In some he found himself unconscious while he was driven into her lair. In
others, well, pretty much a forced date.
“Maybe I should stop right here…” he thought as
he approached a bus stop. He had to climb into the bench, which was leveled
with his stomach. Maybe he could waste some time there, and eventually, when he
was hungry, walk into a random restaurant.
He stayed there, watching women walking on the
other side of the street. Some taller than others, some with heels, some with
flats. He lured at the bouncing breasts of some of them and at the swaying ass
of others. He was just enjoying the show. It felt like they were modeling. Just
giving powerful steps as they passed him by. He liked it.
Then, a woman sat next to him. He freaked out.
He could see her thick thighs right next to him. He was waiting for a comment,
a greet, anything. But it didn´t happen. Then, another woman stood next to him,
he craned his neck to look at her, her long hair was being blown away by the
wind, but she seemed to be too busy on her phone to spot him. Then another
woman arrived, and another, another one with a man.
He was currently on a crowded bus stop, he
wasn´t sure whether to walk away or stay there. What could he do? What if any
of them follows him? He was considering his options. He turned everywhere, and
eventually, he spotted something on the horizon, a bus. It was time to decide,
will he get in or stay there. The question is, how many buses will stop there?