Society said the stilts counted as cheating, but dwarfs weren’t fooled. If lithe elfs could wear corsets that hiked their diminutive boobs up to their eternal chins, they could wear lifts. Even the humans wore shoes, and if the shoes had heels, who were they to question an eight-foot dwarf?
For weeks the giant wee folk wandered around stores and asked strangers of other species, “How’s the weather down there?”
“Don’t worry. Maybe you’ll hit a growth spurt at your midlife crisis!”
“Sure, this is nice, but you have your advantages. When you trip, you have less of a way to fall!”
“Need to me reach that for you?”
They said that last one a lot. Within the first week there was nothing left on the top shelf of anything in any store, even stores where dwarfs had no interest. One dwarfish nun was so taken with the idea of taking things off the top shelf that she cleared out the upper tier of an entire sex toy shop.
She did penance by only wearing high heels that weekend.
Haha!
ReplyDeleteI need stilts.