Short, but big...

James and Mary met each other at the supermarket a while back. He had helped her get something where she couldn't reach. Mary appreciated the gesture of James, and after a short chat, she had asked him out. James had responded with an enthusiastic "That would be great!" and he really did mean it. He wasn't at all bothered by her height. In fact, her short stature made her rather sizeable breasts look even better. The same was true regarding her wide hips, thick thighs and amazing glutes. She had worn a flowery summer dress at the time, and she quickly gained the confidence to ask him out after catching him glancing at her cleavage... More than once.

After a few weeks of dating and taking it slow, Mary tried to make something clear. She said she was "Not like other girls", to which James had responded "Oh I don't care about your height!" Mary had hesitated, blushing a little and looking away. "That is not what I mean." She had said quietly. "What then?" James had asked, gently placing his hand upon hers. "You can tell me anything. I like you just the way you are, you know that right?" She had sighed and closed her eyes. As if not being able to see his reaction would make the likely negative outcome any better.

"I have a penis"

She had said it quietly. Telling James, the person whom she had been falling in love with for the past few weeks, frightened her. She didn't want things to end between them. She was very much attracted to him. His handsome face and messy hair, as well as his lean, but not skinny body. She had even fantasized about his behind...

James thought for a bit. He found himself more relieved if anything. Girls had always intimidated him somewhat. His member wasn't particularly impressive, and the thought of a girl not liking him for his body horrified him. But the fact that Mary had a cock as well more or less removed that insecurity.

Mary slowly opened her eyes. James had been silent for a bit, but he had never let go of her hand.

"James?" Mary said softly, gently moving her tiny fingers underneath his hand. "James did you hear me?"

"Uh yeah!" He had said, waking up from his thoughts. "Don't worry about it!" He said smiling, giving her hand a bit of a squeeze.

Mary had stared at him in disbelief. And relief.

"You don't mind?"

"I told you, I like you just the way you are."

After hearing those words, Mary hopped down from her chair and joined James on the other side of the table. The restaurant around them had seemed to disappear as she approached him in a trance. She climbed on the couch next to James, touched his face and pulled him down for their very first kiss.