"Yu... Like that little man?" The blonde woman, surprised, glanced up at the television on the wall as she blondely registered the blonde bimbo anchorwoman's news report, and she gave it her full blondettention from the eyes far atop her mountainous, burgeoning, rather large bosom. The anchorwoman (probably a slut), through her curtain-like brush of yellow autumn-straw-like hair (probably a wig) that draped across her heaving bosom (probably fake), was talking about Yu. The Yu.

 

Not only was Yu the tiniest person on earth - barely taller than her blonde split ends after being trimmed off and scrunched up and shipped off to be spun into wigs for bald girls to become blonde with - but Yu was also the only male. The solitary man on the entire planet. Indeed, every blonde-haired, big-boobed, congenitally ditzy woman wearing cheetah-print tube dresses and shiny stiletto heels in the salon (which was all of them) looked up and started salivating. Yu was coming to town. And they all wanted a piece of him.

 


 

Yu Littleman, meanwhile, was distraught as he ruminated over his short life - and short stature. He felt alone. His friends. His family. His coworkers. Everyone he saw on the street. Everyone in the newspaper, books, movies, and shows. ALL FEMALE. ALL STACKED. AND MOSTLY BLONDE. Not a trace of the same sex anywhere. Why? Why had god cursed him to live in a world without bros? With nobody to crack open cold ones with?

 

And now, due to circumstances beyond his control, he was headed straight into ditzy blonde woman central...

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February 23, 2025
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