The DJ

by Scraggy

Part One

I have always loved tall women but have been very unlucky dating them despite my quick wit and charm. My 5’2 height has been a difficult barrier to get around till one fateful night in June many years ago. I am a DJ at a local radio station making me a local celebrity to a few (very few lol), but it has its advantages in meeting girls as they sometimes will over look your looks a bit. I was working at club Reo playing live and doing some advertisement for the club when this tall girl with dark red long hair and emerald eyes wearing a black shirt and very short skirt walked over to me. She told me how she loved my voice and wanted to know if I had time to dance, I said sure and my assistant took over for me. She was talking about how her and her friend had a hard time getting to the club when she suddenly fell silently as her mouth hung open seeing me rise to me full height looking her right in the throat.  I began to talk fast and turn on the charm as I walked around the table trying to save the situation but she still stood their with her arms spread out in a “what the hell” kind of gesture as the look of horror remained on her face. She suddenly burst out “oh my god! You’re really short!” After an awkward moment we began to talk and it turned out she was 5’7 but was wearing 3 inch black high heel shoes. She told me how she was the shrimp in her family and wished she was taller. I asked her to dance and she agreed, but to my disappointment she slipped her shoes off and slid down some but still towering over me as her eye level fell to the top of my head.

Surprisingly my charm worked and we began dating, however she would not wear her high heels around me, but it was still ok cause because it was fun for me to stand on tip toe and try to kiss her; I could barely do it. Another thing that was great was when she would stand behind me grab me, her mouth was level with my ear and she would nibble on it; what a crazy feeling that was. After a few weeks of dating she introduced me to her daughter Eva, she had dark red hair like her mom and hazel eyes. Dana began to giggle after the introduction and then she said “Eva comes up to your chin hehehe” I then said well lots of 10-year-olds are that high to me and she began laughing even harder. “Shawn, my Eva is barely 7 years old”!  I looked down at Eva and she just grinned up at me.

As time went on Dana pointed out when all three of us sat on the couch together she was the one whose feet were flat on the floor while the tips of my toes touched and Eva’s were a good 2 inches off the floor. I use to like to compare how long my upper legs were to Danas as we sat on the couch, hers jutting past mine my 3 inches, she was all legs. After a few months we moved in together and things were going well. I began to take Eva to the radio station once a week to bond with her and I gave her a buck or two to sweep the floor for me. It had only been about 4 months after I had moved in when I realized just how fast Eva was growing. Me and Eva were on our way home from the radio station when I stopped at bank to cash my check. Eva was standing in front of me and a suddenly noticed she was up to my nose making her around 4’9, I got butterflies in my stomach knowing the 5 foot mark was not far off. I later found out from Dana her husband had been a huge monster of a man 6’7 290 lbs but unfortunately was a worthless alcoholic and abandoned them when Eva was 3yrs old. As fall came around it got busy at the radio station in anticipation of the coming holidays, and I was getting home late, eating something then going to bed was the routine and I became oblivious to the little things going on around me.

I did not notice the fact the Eves legs were almost as long as mine now just touching the floor when we sat on the couch, nor did it dawn on me when Dana asked me for an extra 100.00 Dollars to buy Eva new clothes that it was because she was growing to fast. On Dec 12 Eva turned 8 years old and to my dismay had risen to my eye level a fact that hit me when I walked in her room and told her she needed to go brush her teeth and she passed me in the door way. 

On Dec 23 Dana’s family was coming to stay with us for Christmas and I was a bit nervous and feeling anxiety about my height. Dana and always bragged about how tall her family was and now I was feeling Quite inadequate. Dana came out of the bathroom wearing a green blouse and a short skirt and showing off her long legs, to my delight she was wearing her high heels, something she had not done in a long time, lowering my eye level back down to the middle of her throat was again. Dana said she had to run to the store and grab a few things and as I went to kiss her she patted me on the head “sorry short stuff, the climb is hard enough for you without these shoes on!” and walked out the door; she became a different person it seemed like when she wore her heels.

About 30 minutes later the doorbell rang and I knew it was Dana’s family, I nervously went to the door not knowing what to expect and wanting to make a good impression. I opened door and found my self-staring right a large pair of breasts hidden behind a red silk blouse. She looked just like Dana but much hotter and much taller; as I stood there with my mouth hanging open she said, “You must be Dana’s little friend” and glared down on me with a smirk from her lofty 6’1 height. As I stepped aside Dana’s mother entered and towered over me also at 5’10 but with her heels stood as tall as Dana’s sister in her sandals. She was a larger framed woman but by no means over weight, her once dark red hair was fading into frosty gray and there seemed to be a rather coldness about her. In fact she never even looked down at me and just looked straight forward over the top of me, had I not moved I would have been ran over. Dana’s niece Jessica followed Dana’s Mother, she was a total bean pole and looked as tall as Dana’s sister and she was only 13. She wore a shirt that she had clearly out grown with the sleeves being 3 inches above the wrist and her slacks seemed to come up 2 inch’s above her ankles as well. She wore braces and glasses and had auburn hair pulled back into a pony tail, I knew despite her awkward appearance now she would be quite a Looker some day. Jessica shyly slid to one side as I closed the door behind her. I mixed as some drinks and gave the kids some sodas as I tried to keep a conversation going, and lucky for me Dana got back shortly. She arrived carrying gifts for her family but I was stunned to see her looking even taller than when she had left, my eyes followed the curves of her body and down to her long sexy legs to a new pair of shinny black high heels, 5 inches worth, holy crap. For the most part I was ignored most of the night accept when Dana’s mother would say “can you have your little friend get me another drink” she also referred to me as the houseboy. Mingling with this tall crowed made me feel like a little tree in a forest of red woods that didn’t get enough water. I thought I was going to get away with out and further undue attention but no such luck, once the girls came out of there room the subject turned to height. Dana and her mother were comparing height and made Dana take off her shoes causing her to slide down below her mothers height, they all began laughing and made Dana compare with her niece, her niece quickly moved to her side and glared down on her aunt with a big metal smile with her arms pressed firmly to her side. Dana’s sister moved  to Dana’s other side and looked down at her older sis and laughed as Dana only came up to the bottom of their noses. They were really giving Dana a hard time about being the short one of the family when Eva interrupted wanting to compare height and Dana said “honey you have a long way to go before you catch us” then with a thoughtful look glanced as me “lets compare you with Shawn”! Before I knew it as was thrown into the fray and pushed back to back with Eva. I felt her had pressing squarely against the back of my head and a moment later Eva decided to cheat and I felt the odd sensation of Eva rising up to the top of my head when she cheated by tip toeing. They all got a kick out of that before I scampered away, it was going to be along Christmas.

Part Two

I worked late the next few nights and came home when every one was asleep, even though Dana’s home was good size it still seemed crowded. Christmas went by smoothly and Dana’s family was leaving, “Dana! Could you have your little friend fetch my suitcase to the car for me?” Said her mother although it was more like a command than request. I followed her to the taxi listing to the clack, clack of her high heels, as she pulled further away from me with her long strides. I loaded her luggage into the trunk of the cab and closed it and when I turned around I found my self-looking up at Dana’s mother, she was standing so close our bodies were almost touching. She placed the palm of her hand under my chin as her long fingers spread across my check and tilted my head up to her higher with enough pressure I raised my heels up a bit as she raised her hand. “You be sure to use protection with my daughter, I don’t want any Pygmy grand children running around, you hear me!” and with that dropped her hand and got in the Cab to wait for the others. Despite the insult I did not talk back to her for two reasons, one, I just wanted her gone and did not want to delay the departure and second was I bit turned on by that despite it all.

Things returned to normal, well sort of, Dana had changed and wore her 5-inch heels a lot even around the house. She began putting my favorite foods and things on the higher shelves so I had to struggle to reach them as she often stood by and watched with a sly grin on her face. She also became a little bossy, nagging me to do more and more choirs and home projects all the time. Even Eve’s attitude had changed, she was a lot more height aware and confident. Often when passing in the hall she would stand on tippy toes with a big bright smile on her face, she was practical salivating in anticipation of passing me up. By the end of April Eve hit the 5-foot mark and was the 3rd tallest in her whole elementary school, a fact that me and Dana can attest to from watching Eva in her school play of Peter Pan. She was so tall the teacher had her play one of the Pirates; Eva was a good sport about it and was taking her height and stride. In June I was doing a charity for needy families at Six Flag’s Amusement Park and brought my girls along and a friend of Eves. I got done with the program at about 3 pm and we had the rest of the day to our self’s of course after I made the mandatory introduction to eve and her friend to some of the parks personality’s, Snoopy, Spiderman etc. Eve wanted to go on the bigger rides and we checked her at the height chart and to my astonishment she was at 5’2, just a hair shorter than I. Dana made Eva and I go back to back to compare and as I began to protest everyone began to look our way so to avoid a scene I capitulated When Dana measured us several crowed members went “AAWWW!!” as I turned red with embarassment. Eve got to go on almost all the big rides while her poor little friend who was no more than shoulder high to Eve could not so, I made it up to the little girl by paying for her to play some games and get cotton candy, One of the game people recognized me and gave the kids each a medium size stuffed animal of their choice, all n all a pretty good day.

Eva’s height seemed to hold during the rest of the summer or at least I didn’t not notice as I had my hands full with Dana’s wondering eyes. I noticed Dana lusting over all the tall guys we came across in our travels and I knew the only reason she stayed with me was because I could get her into to meet celebrities and special events the station was sponsoring.

On night around October I think as I was brushing my teeth eve crept up behind me and yelled “got ya shorty” as she lifted me slightly off the ground. Turning to face her I had to look up a little by more than an inch, she now stood 5’4 and hoped off singing “ I grew, I grew ha I grew” in one of those melodies only kids know. I was now the shortest in the house a point that Dana continued to emphasize with regularly. That following night we were on the couch watching a movie, as sat flanked by both girls and I notice now eve thighs jutted past mine now by a few inches and she sat a bit taller than I. As the weeks past we began getting annoying calls from middle school and high school basketball scout’s and coaches asking how old Eve was and whether Eve would like to join basketball camp. Time and time again I told them Eva was not interested in sports and we were not going to force her, but they just kept calling two or three times a week. One guy even had the nerve to follow Me, Eve and Dana when we were shopping at the mall and when I confronted him he went into a tirade saying it wasn’t fair and we were the worst parents he had a ever seen. Dana standing a little taller than the man in her heels flipped and pointed the man in his belly with a long finger “Listen you pot belly pork chop! If I see your pug nose face around me or my daughter again I will stick my ladies size 9 spike heel up your fat ass!” with that the many scurried off and we at least never saw that guy  again. When Eve turned 9 she stood 5’5 and was wearing a woman’s size 8 shoe as was beginning to feel like a real shrimp when I stood next to here, pretty sad going through life looking up at a nine year old. Things had been quite regarding Eve playing basketball until one night at the station when I was approached by Mike Jepson the stations local sports caster. Before I could throw to big of a fuss Mike calmed me down and agreed to speak to Eva about it again but I told Mike if she didn’t not go for it I didn’t want to hear anymore about this, and so it was agreed.

Part Three

After talking with Eve she relented and said she would give basket ball a try so that Saturday I found myself digging into my tools and setting up a basketball hoop above the garage. I showed Eve A few basics and before long she was really taking it to me, she seemed to get a real rush from using her height advantage against me and at the end of the session looked at me and said “you know I really like looking down at you” then swaggered of with a big cheesy grin on her face. I didn’t say any thing but I thought to my self “I like looking up to you kid”!

I no sooner had solved one problem by getting all the coaches of my back when the problems with Dana’s relationship and mine came to ahead. She had been staying out late and been rather evasive whenever I asked where she had been. One after noon I followed her and she went to Marcello’s a very high end Italian restaurant that required reservations 2 months in advance, a client from the station took me there one time and I was way underdressed, I felt like a royal ass. Dana stood at the entrance wearing a classy dark blue blazer blouse and matching knee length skirt, she was a wearing her 5 inch heels and looking hotter then I have ever seen her (with clothes on anyway lol) as her long dark red hair flowed gently in the breeze. A Few moments later a black and silver jag zipped through the parking lot and into a stall in the secure part of the parking lot, then out jumped a very tall man in a dark Armani suit, I recognized him immediately. It was Daniel Butters; at only 32 he was already District attorney and well known for his cockyness and flashy life style. He walked over and kissed Dana as she rose up on to tip toe even in her heels to meet his lips, and then slipping his arm around her walked into the rest restaurant. I felt sick to my stomach and began to shake in part with anger but mostly because my feelings were hurt and a really did love Dana. I could not stay angry with her, as I knew this day would come so I did the logical thing and drove to my local watering hole and sulked.

That night I laid quietly in bed with Dana staring at the ceiling thinking of what to do, after a struggle within I decided to be submissive and hope to get one last piece of ass. I told her I knew what was going on and said I could deal with it as I rolled up on her and prepared to kiss her long neck as my toes rubbed her lower shin on one of her much longer legs. Before my lips could make contact she said that since I know the truth its time for her to move on. “Shawn, I found a real man now! Daniel is 6’5 and is very successful! Slipping her had down into my pants she grabbed a hold of my unit, “oh there is another way that he is a much bigger man than you!” she let go and with an evil giggle rolled over as I slid off from her in shame. I just laid there all night wondering how my tall fetish made me blind to such and evil bitch.

It was an uneasy breakfast in the morning but once we got talking things loosened up. She told be how she appreciated how good I was with Eve and said she wanted me to stay till after Christmas to make the transition easier for Eve. I was glad as I had grown very fond of Eve and I needed to save some money to get a new place anyway. The next few months flew by then one night about two weeks from Christmas I was in the bathroom cleaning up after shaving when Eve came in needing to come her hair and get ready for school. “I’m almost done Eve, I will be out of your way in a moment” I said as I slipped my razor back into its case. “Aww you’re not it my way I can see easily” I felt her breath hitting the back of my head as she spoke and looking up in the mirror could see her eyes peering over my head with and inch to spare while brushing her hair. Seeing my reaction in the mirror (apparently my mouth was hanging open in astonishment) she stood on tip toe as her nose came into view and commented it was like I was not even there. I talked her into going into the living room to see how tall she was and rousing Dana of the couch I made them go back to back and to both Dana and My surprise Eve had at least an inch on her. Dana embraced her daughter telling her out proud she was of how tall she was becoming, which was followed by an official measurement with a tape measure. Eve at age 10 now stood 5’8 ¼ and was wearing a size 9 shoe size.

That evening I found out I was going to have to put up with one more visit from Dana’s family before moving out. Lucky I would only have to do so for a day since I had to fly to Chicago for a few days to meet with some potential clients for the station thank heavens. When Dana’s family arrived I had the unfortunate honor of answering the door. Opening the door I looked up to Dana’s mothers glaring gaze, she then spoke “oh look girls were in munchkin land again” and brushing me aside as my face hit her shoulder. She looked straight forward barely glancing down at all at me. She was followed by Dana’s towering sister who was at least polite offering her hand, which I shook and gave her a polite smile back when my attention was caught my a very tall figure coming through the door. It was hard to believe it but it was Dana’s niece Jessica and man she had grown. I stood a good three inches below her shoulder and dumbly blurted out “how tall are you now?” “I ‘m 6 foot 4 “, standing straight she quickly whipped “how short are you?” not really expecting an answer from the mushroom standing next her. Her auburn hair now came down to the middle of her back and her voice was deeper than I remembered, sporting a newly developed woman’s body as her legs towered almost up to my belly button level, I thought I was going to faint.

Part Four

The first few months after our break up things went as smooth as could be expected and Eve continued to do side jobs at the station, which made the transition a bit easier for both of us. Eve would dust the higher selves and some of the lights and would make fun of me for not being able to reach them, so I would point out that she still couldn’t quite reach the old yellow hall entry light with out standing on something to which I would get a dirty look. That old yellow light was a relic of the 70’s that the station I never got around to buying a new modern class cover for and it was quite the eye sore. By June Eve went to her first basketball camp while I spent the summer trying to find a girlfriend but had no luck, I spend a lot of time looking in my glass of gin and tonic.  In early September I had the honor of doing an on air interview with Tom Petty for his up coming concert followed by a 2 hour show giving away tickets to the concert, needless to say I was beat when I finely staggered out to my car in the parking lot 13 hours later after I first parked there and found a familiar well dressed tall red head in 5 inch plat form shoes. Dana wanted tickets to the concert, (apparently her new hubby forgot to pick some up and now they were sold out.) and was determined to not let me leave until she got them. I turned to unlock my car door when she pressed me up against the car from behind wrapping her long arms around me, I could feel her chest pressing up against the back of my head. I was paralyzed by her warm embrace as she stooped down a bit and began to nibble on me ear, I became weak all over under her power and then she whispered in my ear “please…can I have them for old times sake.” I gave in and reached into my leather case and gave her 2 V.I.P tickets and then kissed me on the fore head and got in her car and drove off.

Sometime in November Eve showed up at the station and I was stunned to see how much she had grown, just shy of 11 yrs old she now stood 5’11 and sporting size 11 ½ shoes, however my sense of awe was soon replaced with a sense of concern when I saw the look on her face. She was in tears telling me that she hated her step dad and that he was not going to let her play basketball anymore, and was sending her a private school to concentrate on her studies. She bend over giving me a big hug as I felt a tear drop hit the top of my head, I then looked up and said “lets sit over here sweetie, I’ll get a stiff neck if I keep looking up at you”! Eve took a seat and I went and grabbed her a soda to cheer her up, then I also found out she was no longer allowed to work at the station in the summer any more, I kept my composer and continued to comfort her. I told her that just because you’re tall doesn’t’ mean you have to play sports, I told her to take advantage of her step fathers money and get the best education she could and that she would find her height would have many other advantages and when she was 18 she would be out of the house at collage anyway. She felt a lot better and gave me a hug and then went home, little did I know this would be the last time I would see her for many years.Many years passed and I married ironically a little gal Anna, who was all of 5’0 tall who knows about my tall woman fetish and how I wished she was taller which is fair as she tells me she wishes I was taller too, we have a good laugh about that, but all in all she is a great gal and we are very happy. 

Up until recently all I heard about Eve is that she was going to an Ivy League school, it had been many years since I heard any thing more. I was now programming director at the station and many of the old crew had retired long ago, one bright morning I found out we had a new owner so we all assembled to wait to meet the new one. I sat sipping my coffee praying the station’s format would not be changed to country or rap or some talk radio crap.  I heard the creaky old front door open and the clack of heels coming down the old tile hallway floor. Then standing in the door way this woman appears wearing a blue blazer and a dark skirt that was a mini but on any other woman would have been almost a dress it’s self. She was so tall she towered above the door way so all we could see was up to just above her mouth until she ducked and came through at which time I spilled my coffee on my lap nearly boiling my jewels, but what the hell could I do? Sue my new boss for being too tall? As she walked in she put her hand up to bock a very dusty cob web covered ugly yellow lamp and said “guess I don’t need a stool to stand on to clean that now anymore” in a deep sexy voice looking at me as my now empty Styrofoam cup slipped and fell to the floor as everyone in the now dead silent room turned and looked at me. The old owner cleared his throat and asked us all to be seated and he introduced our new owner to whom I needed no introduction. The meeting was a blur and the next thing I knew the old owner said your new boss wants you in the office, I got up and frank the stations maintenance man said “what did you do”, then I said “I don’t know but what ever it was it was too little or too much!”

As soon as I walked in she grabbed me and lifted me up, I felt my feet slide up her calves and then just above here knees as she held me tight “Oh I hoped you were still here” she said affectionately as I slid back down to the floor. It turned out that she graduated collage with top honors and was employed with one of the top advertising agency in the nation and started at a salary of 125,000 a year, to add to that her step dad passed away form too much stress and being a chain smoker and left her his estate, the funny thing is he left Dana nothing cause he caught her cheating on him. Eve used the money to buy radio stations and sub contract them to the main company and now she was racking in a cool 4.5 million a year at the age of 26. I could not take it any longer and had to ask, “good hell, how tall are you?” with a big grin she said, “6’foot 8” “boy you look even shorter “ she said. “Of course I do you’re a mile high Eve!” she pulled me close and said “ I know but your really do seem shorter,” as she spoke she ran her long fingers through my graying hair and messed it up as I confessed that I had sadly lost about and inch in height with age to I was only 5’1 now and that was on a good day.  She then told she was getting married and wanted me to give her away at her wedding, needless to say I was floored and honored at the same time, but I asked her would she not think the height difference would look weird when I escorted her down they isle but she said things like that didn’t bother any more thanks to me, and gave me a nice raise to boot, and when she had her first child asked me and Anna to me the godparents. Every year we go sail fishing on the their yaught as I kick back and drink some corona’s and listing to some John Mellencamp on the speakers, oh the little hubby as she calls him is only 6’4, he is a good guy, I like giving him shit, life is finally good.

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