----- Nearly ten years later

Julie and I lay in bed, her hot breath on my back. It seems I always wake before her and today was no exception. I know today will be a good day; I can feel it already -- it's my birthday. For now, I'm enjoying just being here with my wife beside me, her arms enveloping my torso.

I like to spend these quiet times contemplating my life and right now I'm thinking back over the past ten years. There's a lot to think about.

Let me catch you up on things, we had a triple wedding nine years ago: Zoe and Gail, Erin and Fred, and Julie and I. The dance museum was the venue and it was a splendid wedding. It shouldn't surprise you that Cindy came back to be there and she brought Gabe with her, along with Tee -- they all flew in together from Arizona. This was about three months after the engagements, and Zoe's pregnancy was just starting to show. Julie wasn't really showing, but then she never really did show much anyway plus she was only a month along. Yep, you guessed it; she became pregnant soon after the proposal. The result: I had two babies within a couple months of each other.

Daisy and Jill are as close to each other as sisters can be. I'm sure you're wondering so let me enlighten you: all my kids have the virus. But medical science is wonderful, and I'm sure luck played a huge part. The fact that our children turned out so great, unlike adults with Borgford's, is a huge consolation for being born with the virus.

Nobody knew for sure how it would turn out back then and Zoe and I were taking a big chance with Daisy. It was a chance that Zoe was more than willing to take. As it turns out Zoe was not one of the first with the virus to have a baby; she was THE first. Daisy changed the world: she was the first baby to be born with the Borgford virus and I suppose that's how we changed history. Daisy along with her sister and brother are normal size.

Daisy was not born normal size; she was what you might call a very tiny baby, but she grew. All the kids were born small but grew. You can chalk that up to the doctors giving them PDQ along with some other drugs ever since they were babies -- their growth was not hindered. Not all kids were so lucky. To be sure, Daisy's a little smaller than Jill, even though she's a couple months older. And Gabe, my son, is growing fast.

Gabe is getting ready to celebrate his seventh birthday -- just a couple weeks after mine. The girls are already nine. So let me tell you more about the kids.

Daisy has her mother's beautiful dark eyes and dark brown hair. She is definitely the smart one and loves to argue, especially with Zoe. I feel a bit sorry for Zoe, Daisy doesn't argue with me; I'm not sure I can keep up with her if she did. Daisy's favorite of us all seems to be Gail -- the two will improvise stories together and it's so cute. Ask them about the fairy and the troll some day; they'll talk your ears off for hours.

Gail has been a positive influence on Daisy and Julie and I love having her in our lives. However, she's talking of having kids of her own after getting along so good with Daisy. I guess you could say that Daisy is having a positive influence on Gail too.

I showed Daisy a couple of years ago -- Jill too -- how to shoot the gun. I don't want to insulate the children from the violence that happens outside of our home; I want them to be prepared for it. Plus I taught the kids early about firearm safety since, well, since we have one in the house. Much to her mother's chagrin, Daisy loves shooting. She wants to compete and I dare say, she's a great shot. As good as her father. ((( wink, wink )))

Jill on the other hand, has light brown hair -- lighter than Julie's, but she keeps it long and straight, like her mother. In contrast, Daisy likes to curl hers, like Zoe does from time to time. Jill and Daisy hardly look like sisters but are both beautiful and some day they will break lots of hearts.

Jill is the athletic one -- she loves to swim. She wants to join the team this summer and I'm planning on signing her up too. It helps that she practices every day at home. Of all the kids, she's the one that likes the pool the most. She reminds me of her mother as she glides through the water so gracefully and effortlessly, trailing behind her long hair.

I know the question you have. Before I answer, let me just say that we are sensitive to others, especially when it comes to their children, so when we have people over, especially the kid's friends, we wear swimsuits in the pool. But in answer to your question: when it's just the family, we skinny dip. Cindy set the precedent early on and we've kept it up. You could say we're a nudist family, thanks to Cindy. Jill will be heartbroken when she finds out she has to wear the team uniform swimsuit, LOL.

I find it funny that as Daisy has taken to Gail, Jill has taken to Zoe. She calls Zoe her little Mom. I swear she spends more time with Zoe that with Julie. It's okay, none of us mind this. We're all one big family. And for his part, it looks like Gabe is a momma's boy, so Julie doesn't have anything to complain about.

I'll be bringing Gabe, my third child, to the range for his birthday. I promised him I'd let him shoot the pistol when he turned seven. It might be early but Gabe has shot before. I bought a .22 caliber rifle for Daisy a year ago and I've taught him how to shoot it and he loves it as much as his sister. The pistol kicks a bit harder and is not something to start a kid on, but he's wanted to do this for a while now and I'll be holding my hands around his for the first few shots.

I've also brought all the kids at one time or another, to practice with me and Shifu Chung. Gabe is the only one who seems interested. He's also interested in running with his mother too, something the girls don't seem too keen on; they'd rather swim. This makes Gabe athletic too. I guess it's not too much of a surprise that Julie's kids are athletic and Zoe's girl is the brainy one.

I told you the kids grew; they're normal size. That means they outgrew Zoe when they were two and outgrew me and Gail by the time they were three or four. Daisy is like four foot seven, and Jill is already five three. Jill is getting her mother's height it seems. They may be even taller now -- it's been a week since we measured them and they're growing like the proverbial weeds.

The kids need very little disciplining, thankfully, but when they do you would think that Julie would be the disciplinarian due to her size. That's not the case: they don't listen to her, or to Gail or Zoe. They listen to me. I suppose it's a male thing, but they're so much bigger, I can't imagine how that works; I'm just happy it does. But like I said, it's rare -- they're good kids.

The one thing we're dreading with the kids, however, is puberty. Remember that the kids are on PDQ. We don't know what's going to happen when it hits, but the girls are going to be going through these changes real soon. We don't know how we're going to handle this, so wish us luck!

For their part the kids have lived with adults of all sizes and think nothing of having an eight foot tall mother and two foot something mothers and father. They don't understand why people stare at us, or why some of the kids at school make fun of Julie and I. But Daisy and especially Jill will lay into them if they do.

Julie and I were once called to the school office because of an incident where Jill chewed out some other kid for doing this type of thing, but once they saw the two of us the vice principal understood. It helped that there was no physical violence; only a little class disruption. Jill only got detention from this but we were proud of her. Daisy will do the same as Jill, but she's more subtle about it and never gets into trouble.

By the way, Julie grew, slightly. She was eight feet, four inches tall the last time we measured. I shrunk, slightly: I'm two foot ten. Zoe is two foot four and Gail lost a little height and is now three four. Both Gail and Zoe (and me) have been hanging upside down on the inversion table but we're NOT growing. I mean, what the fuck? How come Tee and Jennifer, not to mention Julie and her sister, Jill, grew? Weird.

Tee has an inversion table, specially made, by the way, for her and had grown to four feet tall! However, things have changed. She shrank again and I'd love to tell you all about it but she's writing her own story and has asked that I not say anything. Maybe she'll let you read her story when she's finished. I will say that her story is an eye-opener about Borgford's disease and how it is being handled. Fortunately, I've been able to help Tee out a little bit, but she'll tell you all about her life.

Jennifer made it up to four feet two inches tall by hanging upside down and she's pretty much stayed at that height. That puts her a foot and a half taller than me which means I'm below her breasts. She likes to stand real close to me and tease me about it but it's all good natured. She only does that in private -- she treats me with lots of respect when we're not alone. We stopped having sex when Julie and I got married, but oral sex is not really sex by presidential decree, right?

Jenn still comes over once in a while to hit the inversion table and have a skinny dip. Jenn's one of the few non-family members that we let skinny dip with the kids. I still tickle her feet when she hangs and a few times I've convinced her to take all her clothes off before she got on the inversion table, and even though she complains, I almost always get her to swim without her suit. She's so easy that way.

Her and I did get to work on a couple of projects together at work and we've even sent Jenn to Utah where she became friends with Wilma -- imagine that. They're only occasional lovers, but they keep in touch. Sometimes Wilma makes it out here and Jenn and I will take her out to dinner. There's this Japanese restaurant we found nearby that we bring Wilma to for 'Mexican' food, only it's a whole lot better than that hole in the wall out in Utah.

Julie has quit work and is a stay at home mother. She keeps track of the finances and the three kids and believe me, just the kids alone are a full time job. Zoe and Gail still work though. They're also staying at the house. It works great and Gail saves rent this way. The two of them share the same bedroom upstairs as they always have, the girls have another bedroom, and Gabe is on his own in the last bedroom. We've made a room up in the attic/loft for Sue, but I'll get to that later.

Julie loves this house, but who wouldn't? She has room to stretch. Gail and I have taken to running between Julie's legs whenever we get the chance before she notices anything. Gail has tried to convince Zoe to do the same but she won't. Julie doesn't care for that sort of thing, to say the least. It's just one of those things that Gail does to lighten everything up when we get stressed which, you know, happens once in a while. I make it up to Julie by sneaking up on her and kissing her behind the knees. It drives her crazy and leads to sex. 'nuff said.

She drives me crazy too. Last night Julie and I were in the kitchen talking, the kids were in bed, Gail and Zoe were upstairs. She was sitting at the kitchen island and she lifted me up on the island table. We could look each other eye to eye this way but she had ulterior motives: she leaned over on her elbows and pulled my pants down. Then she blew me right there as I stood on the table. Something about it being my birthday present. I can't wait to see what Zoe and Gail have in store for me today.

Last halloween Zoe made one of my fantasies come true: she cut her hair in a bob and dressed up like Velma Dinkley -- a short red pleated skirt with yellow turtleneck sweater and knee-high socks and red Mary Jane shoes. To top it off she wore a pair of thick-rimmed glasses. Gail was Daphne and wore a red wig for the part. I have to say: they went a little overboard, but damn, the two were sexy. Zoe still wears the bob and I still think it's sexy. I don't know if she knows how crazy she makes me with that hair cut.

Zoe did get her Master's degree after a year of hard work and is now a licensed therapist. She's also working on her PhD now and we're all very proud. She's trying to convince me to go back to school and get my MS but I have no ambitions for that. All my time is spent either at work, taking care of the kids, or singing.

Sharon and I still sing together. There was a time when we all thought that Sharon would never find anyone special. It would be huge shame if that situation continued since she's so pretty and one of the nicest people in the world. That's changed, finally.

Sharon had always been invited to our private pool parties and somewhere along the way we decided to invite Caleb. The two became friends at the parties but would show up separately. Then one day they showed up together and they've been together ever since. I'm pretty sure one of these day they'll tell us that they're engaged. Aren't you happy for them too?

Erin and Fred have two children: Samuel just turned nine and he's like a big brother to my Gabe. Their little girl, Sharon, is seven, almost a year older than Gabe, and she loves playing with Daisy and Jill. Since Erin and Fred live close enough the cousins play together a lot and they love coming over often for skinny dipping. Sometimes they spend the night, and sometimes our kids spend the night over there.

My Dad comes over once in a while but we only see my mother on special family occasions. She will go see Erin and her family every now and then but has been to my house once. Only once because I won't let her come again after what happened but I don't want to talk about that incident, so don't ask. Dad and Gabe play together -- Dad loves throwing the football with Gabe. I doubt Gabe would ever play football, but you never know.

Julie's Mom comes over quite often and you should listen to her talk about her beautiful grandchildren. She's taken Daisy as one of her own. Just don't ask Mom about the grandkids if you don't have the time. We take the kids over to see her at her house often and she cherishes her time with them. Sometimes, it's just Jill spending the night with her. Maybe she reminds Mom of her namesake, we're not sure, but they have a close bond.

Cindy and Gabe got married in Arizona but I'm sure that's no surprise. They have three kids. Their oldest is also named after me. I've been out to Arizona a few times to see them and also visit with Tee when I'm there. Julie comes with me to Arizona sometimes but Zoe always stays home. She just can't bear to go back to Arizona. There's too many bad memories for her. Tee and Kaycee dote over Cindy's kids and Zoe doesn't get to see that.

Julie has met and knows Kaycee and knows about my relationship with her -- I told her all about it so that there wouldn't be any secrets. It turns out that Kaycee and Tee are becoming very good friends. In fact, they live together now. I'm happy for both.
Now I need to tell you something about Borgford's disease and having babies. If both parents have the virus then it is extremely likely the child will have it too, like Daisy. If just one of the parents have the virus it is likely the child will have it, like Jill and Gabe, but it is not a definite thing. Sometimes the baby will be normal sized with a mother that has the virus.

Such was the case with Sue. Over time she had become a little smaller -- maybe she hadn't been taking PDQ regularly -- but then she got pregnant. It turned out the baby was getting too big for her and they had to get it out right away. It was an emergency -- a matter of life or death for both of them, and unfortunately, the baby didn't make it. Sue and her husband were devastated and the stress of it all was too much: they divorced. This whole state of affairs left Sue a shell of her old self.

To make things worse, Sue got hooked on drugs and has overdosed twice so far, nearly dying both times. She is now a skinny, frail and very short girl. She doesn't take her PDQ sometimes and abuses opiate type drugs in it's place. All this means that she's now shorter than I am; about two feet six inches tall.

We've had her stay over at the house to dry out and we fixed a bed up in the loft especially for her. It works but only for a while. She'll go missing for days at a time and we pick her up sometimes from jail or sometimes from the emergency room and always bring her back home with us.

There's only one way to ensure she stays home, takes her PDQ, and stays off the illegal stuff, and that is with sex. Since we married Julie and I have tried to remain faithful to each other except for special occasions. Gail and Zoe are special. But so is Sue.

Julie approves, of course. In fact, she nearly pushes me into it because Sue is such a good friend. Zoe and Gail help in this regard as does Julie herself. Despite all the bad stuff that's happened Sue is still a beautiful girl. Sue feels comfortable and safe with us, however it is a bit awkward with the kids around but they know that their Aunt Sue is suffering. It's hard to explain to them why Sue barks and howls late some nights. Sue is another one that we let skinny dip with the family. In fact, she is almost as bad as Cindy: she sometimes walks around the house casually wearing nothing at all. The kids treat her as if she were their little sister. It's kind of cute and Sue, rather than getting mad about it, likes the attention from the kids.

A good thing from being at the house is that Zoe knows about substance abuse -- something she deals with quite a bit at work, and she's putting her knowledge to use helping Sue. One time when Sue was in the hospital, they only let her into our custody because of Zoe. In fact, Zoe was the one who signed for her to get out and was responsible for her for that period of time. Sue's disappearances have slowed down since being in Zoe's care and we're even to the point of helping Sue find a new job. We just have to get her to keep her clothes on.

Remember Bettina? She's actually a good gal once you get to know her. She did lose weight and you know what? She ain't too bad looking. Nope, I didn't try to give the virus to her, not that I could. But she still wants to change the world, just now in some different way. Don't ask me what way because it's changing all the time. And get this: she gave all that liberal stuff up and is now a gun rights activist and a spokesperson for the NRA. No, she isn't! I'm kidding. She did mute her activism however and now spends her time helping disadvantaged children. I told you she was a good gal. I can't be hard on her no matter what: if it wasn't for her Julie and I may not have gotten back together.

Taylor, Bettina's friend sort of, has become somewhat of a de-facto expert on Borgford's disease. I never did go off of PDQ for her experiments so don't worry there; maybe somebody else did, I don't know. However, it has been confirmed independently that yes, pheromones exist and the virus, or maybe PDQ, does wreak havoc with that whole physiological arousal thing. I'm not complaining.

Speaking of hormones, the thyroid drugs are helping; I haven't lost any height recently. And the pheromones help when it comes to Sue. Boy does it help! Sometimes I can't get her off of me and she follows me around the house, hugging, kissing and grabbing me constantly. Julie, Zoe and Gail tease me about it to no end. I tell them to stop breathing so they don't have to smell the pheromones. Perhaps that's why we're all very close knit.

Julie and I are as close as ever. I sometimes forget how big she is and how small I am, but at times when I go on a business trip I'm reminded of our disparity when I get back home. When she has shoes on with any amount of heel I'm looking almost straight into her knees. She teases me by wearing dresses and going commando and when I look up, well, you get the idea. I can kiss her legs and look up to see if her clit is popping out and if so, I know I've gotten to her. While normal people wouldn't be able to tell, anyone my height can. She acts like nothing's amiss when we're out and that drives me crazy and I can't wait to get home. She'll tease Zoe and Gail, and even Sue like this too. It must be hard to find underwear in her size.

I've often wondered why she still married me after finding out that Zoe was pregnant with my child. As far as I can tell it's a combination of loving not only me but Zoe, and partly because when she found out she had just told half the town that we were gettin' hitched. It would be embarrassing if she didn't go through with it but more importantly, I think she really wanted to marry me no matter what. We love each other and want to be with each other forever.

As I look back on my life so far I realize that I'm pretty damn lucky, despite catching the virus and being knee height to my wife. I've worked hard and tried not to let the bad things that are out of my control get to me. I've matured along the way and I always try to treat people right. My songs are selling, people seem to like me and I love my work. I get sex regularly. Most of all I'm married to my high school sweetheart who has grown huge right in front of me, and has given me two wonderful children and is a wonderful mother to both of them and to Daisy. I like this concept of growing old together. What more could anyone ask?



----- The end?

Julie will be awake soon and although I could stay here all day in her arms, I'm looking forward to showering. She has to bend down to reach the shower head for which I can't reach even if I jumped. You should see her get down on her knees to get her hair wet, but then she blocks all the water for me when she's in front of the shower head. Showers are an adventure.

I can't wait to see what the family has planned for me today. Hopefully tonight I can play on my playground known as Julie. Maybe Sue and the others will join us. Who knows? The mystery is killing me.

Thank you for listening to my story and just maybe you can uncover some inspiration from my life. I've had a roller coaster ride but I wouldn't trade it for anything. Julie and I may be the most unlikely couple in history but our lives are full. I wish the same for you too but without all the turmoil.

Just remember, no matter how big or small you are, the only thing that matters is the size of your heart. And if an under three feet tall dude can have such a happy life, you can too.