Update posted March 27 2XXX
UPDATE 2: I just wanted to say thank you to everyone for your kind messages. I thought I would post an update and let you know how I’m doing: long story short, I’m doing much better and I getting out of bed doesn’t feel like a struggle anymore.
I am about a month into my job at head office. It’s so much nicer and accommodating than the other office. Despite also having a lack of Tiny infrastructure, they have been really receptive to my opinions and advice.
Big boss (my direct boss now) keeps me around him and he almost always takes me with him wherever he goes. In fact, he insisted. It took some getting used to for the both of us, but especially for him since he had to get used to handling someone much smaller than him. Mostly, it was finding the right place and just the right amount of pressure with his fingers when picking me up. On my part, I try to physically loosen up so I don’t put extra strain myself - I leaned that after a close call with some falling books, when he had to quickly grab me, and I froze and tensed up. Luckily I only ended up with some slight bruising and a bit of whiplash.
We got there in the end though. We talked about carrying me in an open palm as the ideal, but also alternatives for when he has to keep his hands free. If he keeps his top shirt button undone, there’s a comfy but secure space between his shirt collar and his neck that I like to nestle myself into.
I’ve also got my own desk on top of his desk so I can talk to him at any time (it’s kind of scary though, because he’s RIGHT THERE, like a huge wall of just him behind me). I don’t mind not having my own space anymore, because I feel much more free to walk around safely and without fear of being stepped on, swept up, or accidentally thrown in a bin.
His assistant is also really nice and really knowledgeable of Tiny culture - turns out his partner is also a Tiny (not unusual but still really rare) and they’ve invited me over for dinner and drinks on a night next month. They’ve also invited our boss too, so I guess they must be closer than I realised.
Also…I think I’ve left off enough details to keep this story untraceable, so I’ll venture to add that I think I have a MASSIVE crush on my boss. He’s really handsome, but also I keep thinking back to when he got really mad at my ex-manager and the rest of my ex-office team: he didn’t yell, but he was firm, with a deep, commanding voice. I know I was really scared at the time, but in hindsight it’s really…hot?? And he always smells really nice, like bergamot and patchouli (I know that sounds creepy, but he’s literally over my head most of the day, so I can’t help but notice!)
I’ve NEVER felt this way about someone. Yesterday, he was eating an icecream and I just stared, watching, wishing that it were me pressed up against those huge pillowy lips, dabbing my hands on his facial hair, and melting on that big tongue… Is that weird? And is it weird that I want him to pin me down on the table with his fingers while he tells me off and talks down to me? Or to sit on me (not for real, because that would kill me. His butt though…he’s got such a great butt).
I’m blushing so hard typing this, gah! It feels dirty. I feel like I shouldn’t be enjoying those kinds of thoughts; they seem really degrading…
But I guess the chances of any of that happening are pretty slim. I know better than to try anything - like I said, I want to keep my personal and work lives separate. He probably wouldn’t be interested in a Tiny, let alone a perverted one. Still, it costs nothing to dream. Maybe the logistics are something I can think about in my free dreams, hehe!