"Are you pregnant?" The customer asked, looking down at my stomach. "N-No?" I stuttered out, wrapping an arm around my mid section. She sighed and rolled her eyes, "Oh. Sorry, you look like you're ready to pop. You should find a gym honey, no man is going to want you looking like that." She said as she took the cup of coffee off the counter and stabbed her straw in the center of the lid. Before I could respond my manger came over, quietly telling her to leave. Tears pricked the back of my eyes as I subconsciously started scratching my arms. "Hey, if you want to take a short break you can, that lady was a fucking bitch. Please don't let what she said bother you, you look fine. And your man loves you." She said reassuringly, gently pulling my hands away from my arms. I took a few stiff steps to the back of the bakery, sitting on the floor and staring blankly ahead. You're disgusting. You're a pig. Nobody wants you. It's all a lie. My anxiety whispered as the scratches came in fits. "I just want to feel small." I whimpered to myself, trying to stop scratching and finish my shift.
I walked through the front door, kicked off my shoes and walked straight to our bed room. Curling myself into a ball, I snuggled into his pillow and tried not to cry. Twenty minutes later the front door opened, shortly followed by the bedroom door. "Baby? Hey, what's wrong?" He asked, stepping towards the bed. I quickly threw the covers back and kneeled in front of him, nuzzling my face in his thigh. "I wanna feel small!" I cried, letting the tears go. He tangled his fingers in my hair, scratching my scalp until the tears slowed. I sniffled as he bent down and brushed the few strands of midnight hair from my puffy eyes. He pulled me into his arms, wrapping them around me snugly, and kissed my face and lips. "You are small. And beautiful." He cooed, gently rocking side to side. I sniffled and kissed him, quickly becoming exhausted. "Master? Can we take a nap?" I asked softly, tracing the delicate tattoo on his collar bone. "Of course baby." He said, helping me to my feet and removing my shirt and pants before removing his. He slid into the bed beside me and pulled me onto his chest, his finger idly tracing doodles on my skin as I let slumber overcome me.
I awoke to an empty bed in a darkened room. I almost thought everything was a dream until I heard the tub running in the next room over. I yawned and rubbed my eyes, padding my way over to the door and peaking out to see him bent over the tub with a fist full of violet lilies and red roses. I smiled to myself as I crept up behind him and placed soft kisses on his shoulder blades. "Good evening baby." He cooed, turning to face me. "I wanted to surprise you but, you're awake now. I guess." He said, handing me a lily. I grinned and kissed him softly. He helped me remove my clothes and step into the warm water. I sighed and sunk deeper into the frothy bubbles. "Thank you my love." I cooed, closing my eyes. I heard clothes rustle before I felt him massaging shampoo into my scalp. "I'm not done taking care of you baby." I giggled as he helped me bathe, then helped me get dressed into a new set of plush Nightmare Before Christmas pants and a black tee shirt. He brushed my hair, carefully braiding it down my back. "Thank you Master." I said, leaning into his chest and placing soft kisses on his jaw. "Anytime baby, I want to take care of you. Are you hungry?" I nodded, bursting out in a fit of giggles as he picked me up and carried me to the living room. "Good, because I am starving. And there is a roast in the refrigerator calling our names." He said before pulling out the large tray of food and sticking it in the microwave to warm. I reached for the remote and typed in Corpse Bride, draping a blanket over my legs. As the movie started he set the plate of food in front of me and kissed my forehead before joining me on the sofa. Once I was finished I set my plate aside and laid my head on his arm. "Baby? I'm sorry for earlier. This lady at work was commenting on my weight and it bothered me and I... I just... I needed to feel small. You make me feel safe and small and I-" He cut me off by kissing me, pulling me into his lap. "Don't ever apologize for that. As your Master it is my job to make you feel small and safe, and I am so happy that you trust me enough to do that. As your boyfriend I want nothing more then for you to be happy and comfortable in your own skin. You are so beautiful, there are women out there that would kill to look as beautiful as you, especially without make up. Don't ever think that I feel otherwise." He said as he held me. I stayed draped across his lap. The feeling of his hands rubbing my back, his slow breathing, his lips pressing against my skin, and his warmth all quickly lulled me back into sleep.
