I work frequently with a doctor who is something close to 210cm (6’7 for the americans) and with myself being just shy of 150cm it does not go unnoticed. And he loves to poke fun at it, as do any patients who see us working together. I think one of the funniest remarks I’ve heard was from a patient who was pulled from a multi-vehicular accident and suffered a TBI. I was assessing his AO just as the doctor entered the trauma bay and his eyes suddenly darted between us both and he croaked out something like: “Saint Peter get this little cherub out of my face.”
This is a little different but I dated a microphile back in nursing school, completely by happenstance. Neither one of us had any idea about it until one time we were in bed and he asked if I had any kinks. Somehow I was brave enough to admit I enjoyed praise and bondage, but too shy to mention the size thing because come on it’s fantasy, did I need to?
This man, very casually might I add, just says “Ah great I like that too. I like to pretend my partner is shrinking while riding my cock.” ZERO HESITATION. I will forever admire his shamelessness. We’re still friends after all that. He still teases when we hang out.