A dwarf

I answer “I’ll here there in a minute”

As I quickly get dressed. However all that is there is the most conservative clothing I have ever seen. All long skirts that show no skin, long sleeve shirts and weird hair coverings.

I can’t help but put it all on.

I hate it the style, fashion and modesty. I need to dress the way I want slutty and for the boys.

However I can’t as I get dressed I open the door and before me I see a 4ft tall stout and muscular man. He has a massive beard about 3ft long and red.

I should be attracted to this short muscular man but I seem to be unsure. As if I try but just don’t quite know physically.

He said in a thick Scottish voice “ hey there Tina I was a wondering if you had a cup of sugar I could a barrow from ye if it not be to much trouble”.

That accent had me running hot as i could feel my dick growing. However I said “ yes I’ll be right back.” I close the door as I try to calm down and get the sugar.

I get it and go to the door and open it. I say “here you go.” And hey says “ a thanks Tina I was also a wondering if you would a go on a date with me this Friday if you would be so gracious.” My heart nearly beats out of my chest as I can’t think.

However my body went on auto somehow and said “I’m sorry but I don’t really have time for a relationship now.” At the same time my dick is hard as a rock nearly able to be seen though my long dress.

He says “that’s a too bad but you can’t fault me for trying have a pleasant dayo.” As he leaves I close the door and fall to the floor and cry.