Chapter 1

Hi, my name is Zoe and I am little.

By this I don’t mean that I am a dwarf, just a scaled down version of your average girl, it’s just that I’m only 4 feet 5 inches or 135 centimetres tall dependent upon how you measure things. I have no idea what happened to my genes because my parents and my older brother are all a lot, lot taller than me.

Okay, I’ll describe the rest of me. I’m a skinny, blonde hair and I have small tits. My mother used to really struggle to find clothes for me that weren’t for little girls. However, what I haven’t got in the tit department I have in the nipple department as they are huge in comparison to my itty bitty titties, They are dark brown as are my areolae which are quite small. They contrast well against my white skin.

Going down my 19 year old body, it has developed with all the usual girly curves including a cute little bubbly butt. However, my pussy hasn’t developed any of those flaps that most women have and I have an innie, but my clit takes after my nipples and is quite big in comparison to the rest of my body and it usually sticks out between my lips.

As you can imagine, being this short gives me lots of problems. At school all the other kids ridiculed me but I eventually got over that and ignored them. Now that I’ve left school, got a job, a place of my own, well a shared flat, I’ve started going to pubs, and the occasional club, I always have a battle convincing the staff that I am 19 years old. I’ve had to start carrying my passport around with me and even with that I sometimes get refused entry, the bouncers claiming that my passport is a fake.

Getting a job was a challenge, when I went for interviews I often got told to come back when I left school up but after around a year I eventually managed to get a job as an apprentice dressmaker.

The woman who I now work for (Amber) runs her business out of a unit in a small, newish industrial estate and she sometimes jokes that she will diversify into making clothes for kids and that I can model them for her, and she frequently does use me as a mannequin for adult women’s clothes, she says that she saves fabric designing them in my size, then, if she likes them she scales the patterns up to adult size.

The thing is, I stopped wearing bras and knickers when I left home because the only ones that that I could find are for little girls and there’s no way that I am going to wear huge, Barbie Doll knickers or a bra that’s designed for a kid; and with me having nothing really to put in a bra I just stopped wearing them.

So, when Amber is designing something in my size and I have to try it on, I’m often left naked at work, sometimes for hours at a time. At first it embarrassed me, but it happens so often now that I’m no longer embarrassed and just get on with whatever, totally naked.

What also helped me get over embarrassment is that Amber has me naked at work for so long each day that I’ve got used to delivery guys seeing me naked. That happened quickly as, being the apprentice, part of my role is going to see who is ringing the doorbell.

The other thing that helped me get used to being naked at work quite often is that Amber frequently has customers in for dress fittings and, dependent upon the new dress, she asks them to strip to their underwear, or less.

I quickly got used to seeing tits of all shapes and sizes, pussies of all shapes and sizes and pubic hair ranging from non-existent to wild, unkempt bushes.

The thing about those dress fitting sessions is that husbands or boyfriends are often there watching the proceedings. When I asked Amber if she shouldn’t do the fittings in private she replied,

“No, not at all, the guys like seeing their partners partially or totally naked, and most of the women want to show themselves as well.”

“When I asked if I should always get dressed when a customer brought a male partner with them Amber replied,

“No Zoe, don’t bother getting dressed, after all, it’s okay for girls to be naked in front of men.”

I was a little shocked at first, but I soon got used to it and started thinking nothing of it.

The first time that Amber saw me naked I had a bit of a bush and she told me that I’d have to get rid of it saying that she couldn’t have hair showing through the dress fabrics so she leant me her laser hair removal tool to permanently get rid of all my pubic hair.

I took the tool home to do the job and whilst I was doing it I removed all my other body hair, below my neck, as well.

“Now you really do look like a little girl.” Amber said when she next saw me naked.

After a while Amber started teasing me a little, saying that I could be naked almost anywhere and no one would care because they would think that I was around 10 years younger than I actually am.

I’d had enough of comments similar to that when I was younger and they’d stopped when I’d finally got a job, but when Amber started them again, my thought weren’t,

“Here we go again, can you just give it a rest for god’s sake?”

No, my thought were more like,

“Hmm, that’s an idea, I could run around totally naked and everyone would think that I was just another little girl. Think what they would say if only they knew how old I really am.”

That wasn’t my only thought, I started thinking things that other girls my age think, well I assume that they fantasize like I do.

“What would it be like to be totally naked in front of a crowd of people?”

“What would it be like to play with myself in front of guys?”

“What would it be like to be fucked in front of guys?”

One day whilst I was modelling new designs for Amber, I was totally naked and daydreaming about the above, when Amber said,

“Are you daydreaming about being naked in front of guys Zoe?”

My face went bright red and I quietly replied,

“Yes I was.”

“Well my girl, from what I can see between your legs it’s obvious that you like the idea, you have a bit of an exhibitionists streak in you. Don’t worry about it Zoe it’s perfectly normal for a girl your age. I was the same when I was your age but things were different in those days and I couldn’t do anything about it. These days even normal height girls can get away with being naked in lots of places, and you are luckier than them, there are hundreds of places that you could be naked and no one would say a word.”

“Like where?” I asked.

“Beaches, leisure centres, clothing stores, parks, hell, being the size you are you could run around naked just about anywhere and no one would complain.”

“You think so Amber?”

“I know so. Hell girl, you could be a naked mannequin in a shop window and no one would give you a second glance. Except maybe some older teenage boys who would even perv on a naked Barbie doll.”

“So is it normal for a girl to have these thoughts Amber?”

“Yes it is, especially a virgin like you Zoe.”

“Do you think that I’ll ever find a guy who will love me Amber?”

“Of course you will Zoe, not all guys are scared of being accused of cradle snatching, they’ll see you for what you are, a beautiful 19 year old girl.”

“Thanks Amber, but I don’t feel beautiful.”

“Tell you what Zoe, let me take some photographs of you and you’ll see. I can send them to a few modelling agencies as well, you’ll probably get a few modelling offers.”

“No, as soon as they see how tall I am they’ll just ignore me. Besides, my tits are way too small to be a model.”

“Not all guys love big tits Zoe, it’s usually just guy talk, most of them actually prefer small tits.”

“You think?”

“I know so Zoe. And those nipples and your clit are killers. no guy that I know would turn down the opportunity to chew on those.”

“Stop it Amber, you’re embarrassing me.”

“Okay Zoe, you can take that off now please.”

As I did that Amber continued,

“Besides Zoe, all guys like a girl who doesn’t wear a bra or knickers.”

“You know that that’s because they don’t make sexy bras on knickers in my size.” Hell, I can’t even get tampons small enough to fit in my vagina, I even had to go to the doctors to get fitted with a contraceptive implant to stop my periods because of that and the fact that I can’t use pads because I don’t wear knickers.”

“You’ll find Mr. Right Zoe.”

“I hope so.”

Later that day I had to try on that same dress again and after I’d taken it off Amber said,

“Don’t move Zoe, I’m just going to get my camera.”

I realised straight away that she was going to take some photographs of me so I said,

“Hang on, I’ll just get dressed.”

“No Zoe, stay as you are.”

“You really want to photograph me NAKED?”

“Of course Zoe, show the world what you’ve got.”

I thought for a second then replied,

“Okay then.”

And Amber did, taking well over 50 photographs. Amber told me how to pose and some of the poses were very explicit. The thing was, I really enjoyed posing for Amber and completely forgot that she had said that she was going to send the photos to a few modelling agencies.

When it ended, Amber connected her camera to her laptop and she scrolled through all the photos with me watching.

“Look Zoe, they’re amazing, you’re a natural.”

I had to admit, I did look good. I just couldn’t tell that I was only 135 centimetres tall. What’s more, I liked the look of my pussy, nearly like on a plastic Barbie doll, apart from my clit that looked big and hard. My nipples looked the same.

“What guy wouldn’t like to get his hands and mouth on those?”

“Stop it Amber, you’re embarrassing me, can I get dressed now?”

“Of course you can Zoe, it’s nearly time to go home anyway. I’ll copy all these onto a memory stick for you.”

Amber did the copy and when I got home I put the memory stick into my safe place ready for when I could afford a laptop.

When I went to bed I thought about me posing naked for Amber and wondered what it would be like posing for a guy. Those thoughts made me feel good and my right hand slid down to my clit and started rubbing. Of course I’d done that hundreds of times before but this time the resultant orgasm was one of the most intense that I had ever had.

As the waves subsided my fingers went lower and I pressed on the entrance to my vagina. It was wet and I surprised myself when my finger started to go in just a little bit.

“Oooh, that’s nice.” I thought, but then, as I tried to go deeper, the pain stopped me and I withdrew, but something made me try again, and this time I got more of my finger inside me before the pain started again and I withdrew.

Not wanting to admit defeat. I tried again, this time getting my finger knuckle deep before I felt the pain. I did this over and over until I could get my middle finger inside me as far as my hand would let it.

I was dead chuffed with myself and I finger fucked myself until I orgasmed. It felt slightly different to the orgasms that I’d had just by rubbing my clit, different, but nice.

I relaxed, feeling pleased with myself and I quickly went to sleep.

Just so you know, I have never worn pyjamas, just a nightie. When I left home I dumped my little girl’s nighties and started sleeping naked, only wearing a T-shirt when the weather got cold. But spring had stared and I had abandoned the T-shirt a couple of weeks previous.

When I woke up the next morning I discovered that my right middle finger was deep in my vagina and I was about to cum. Remembering how good I had felt just before I went to sleep, I finger fucked myself to another wonderful orgasm.

It was a happy girl that arrived at work and half way through the morning Amber asked me what I was so happy about, so I told her.

“Good for you Zoe, that will please your boyfriend when you get one.”

“Fat chance, no guy would want to go out with a girl that could easily get mistaken for his little kid sister.”

“Don’t you be so sure about that Zoe, you’ll find Mr Right.”

“I hope so, but in the mean time I’ve got my fingers.”

Life plodded on for a week or so, then one day Amber said,

“Zoe, have you got any plans for tonight?”

“No why?”

“Be at the Brisky Breeze pub at 7:30 this evening, and wear this.”

Amber handed me a bag with a silky, yellow dress in it. I noticed that I was very light and the fabric was very thin...

“Okaaay, where are we going?”

“Just be there Zoe.”

Thinking that a surprise would be nice I got on with my work, and when I got home I took the dress out of the bag and held it up thinking,

“Jeez Amber, it’s a good job that it’s a warm day.”

After getting some food and having a shower, I did my hair and put on some lippy and a little eye makeup, then put the dress on. Looking in the mirror I thought,

“It’s a good job that I have no pubic hair, it would definitely show through this fabric and jeez, I can see the colour change where my areolae and nipples are, I hope that we aren’t going anywhere cold or bright.

I felt as though I was naked as I walked for the bus, but being naked at work quite often I wasn’t too worried.

I got to the pub early and had the usual discussion about my age with the barman, then sat at a table at the side of the room with my beer and waited for Amber.

Fifteen minutes later Amber still hadn’t arrived, but I had watched a handful of people arrive including one handsome guy on his own. I watched him getting a drink dreaming of what it would be like to have him as a boyfriend and fucking me.

My heart started pounding as the guy turned, looked around the bar then walked over to me.

“Hi,” the guy said, “would you be Zoe?”

“Yes, why, do I know you?”

“Not yet, but I’m hoping to get to know you really well. I’m Zack, from the dating app.”

“What, I’ve never used a dating app.”

Zack got out his phone and seconds later he held it for me to look at the screen and said,

“This is you isn’t it?”

My face went red and I replied,

“Oh my gawd, where did you get that photograph?”

It was a full frontal photo of me totally naked and with my legs about shoulder width apart.

“The dating app,” Zack replied, “look.”

Zack swiped through a few pages and I quickly realised that my nude photograph was on the dating app.

“That bitch.” I said.

“Who.”

“My boss, she took that photograph and she must have created the account on that app.”

“Your boss took a nude photograph of you, was that some sort of weird job interview Zoe?”

“No, no, let me explain.”

I spent the next 10 minutes or so, telling Zack about my job and Amber. As I was talking I kept noticing that Zack’s eyes were going from my face to my tits and back again. When I was finished I asked Zack if I could look at my profile on the app. Zack pulled it up and handed me his phone. In the description of me I saw that Amber had put my true measurements and my height so I said,

“Have you read this Zack?”

“Only about a hundred times Zoe.”

“And it doesn’t bother you that I’m only 135 centimetres tall?”

“Not at all Zoe.”

“But you must be well over 180 centimetres tall Zack. I won’t even come up to your shoulders.”

“190 actually, and no, it doesn’t bother me, I really like small girls.”

“You’re not some sort of paedo are you, you won’t be wanting me to dress as a junior schoolgirl will you?”

“Hell no, I’m not a paedo or a pervert, I just like small girls.”

“Good, but my tits are tiny, they’re only a 26 AA.”

“I’ve noticed, they look perfect to me Zoe.”

I blushed a little then Zack said,

“Sorry about the dress, a bit see-through I mean, Amber made it for me and told me to wear it tonight.”

“I like see-through, you can see a girl’s assets without undressing her.”

“And you like undressing girls Zack, undressed a lot of them have you?”

“No, you’re going to be my first.”

“Don’t you think that that’s a bit presumptuous of you Zack?”

“Would you like to go for a meal with me Zoe?”

The change of subject caught me out but after a couple of seconds I replied.

“Yes, I’d like that, but I don’t have much money.”

“Don’t you worry about that Zoe, I’ve got plenty. Come on then, let’s go.”

Zack stood up and turned towards me. As I stood up I went to pull the hem of my dress down but I guess that I was too late because Zack said,

“No knickers as well as no bra Zoe, things are getting better by the second.”

“I, I ... never mind, let’s go, where are you taking me Zack?”

“Cute little bubble butt as well Zoe,” Zack said as he followed me out of the pub, “Your boss sure does know how to display a girl’s assets. There’s this little Chinese that I know, it’s not far away, we can walk or I can get my car. You do like Chinese food don’t you Zoe?”

“I haven’t had any for a long time, but yes, and I’m happy to walk.”

“Good, I can get to see more of you as we pass bright shop windows and streetlights.”

“Are you sure that you aren’t a pervert Zack?”

“Definitely not, I just appreciate beautiful women.”

“Even if they are half your height and look like a schoolgirl?”

“You are neither of those things Zoe, you’re up to my chest.”

“Just.” I replied.

We walked and when we got to a shop that had a really bright window display Zack stopped me and turned me to face the window, then he said,

“Yes, very nice, I can see every curve and you have killer nipples, and that slit, you do know that your clit stick out quite prominently don’t you?”

I blushed again and replied,

“Zack, you’re not supposed to say things like that to a girl. Especially not on your first date.”

“But it’s true and I like what I am looking at. So this is officially our first date then Zoe?”

As I turned and started walking I replied,

“Yes, I guess that it is.”

“Good, I was hoping that you’d say that.”

We arrived at the Chinese and were shown to a table, I was pleased that I didn’t see anyone staring at me, or saying anything.

The meal was over in what seemed like seconds as we had talked and talked and talked. I felt really relaxed and was enjoying Zack telling me all about himself. I actually forgot about my dress being slightly see-through, well, except for when I saw that Zack sometimes was looking at my chest and not my face, but I didn’t care, At one point I actually thought about taking my dress off, right there, and letting him see my tiny tits with their rock hard and tingly nipples, properly.