are in a uniform with a tie Shrunk in an airport chapter 21 by Louka31

You climb the tie of the giantess with the name tag “Rogers” before she notices.

But eventually she does, “What are you doing, little fella?” She asks with a Southern drawl, as her red lipstick, bright blue eyes and pale, cream-colored face beam down with an adoring smile.

“Well, ma’am,” you say, “I’m just basking in the beauty of an extraordinary woman in the field of security.”

“Why! Thank you!” She says, with a wink.

“One thing I disagree with many women on is the manliness of ties. I think that a woman who can kick my ass looks fashionable in a tie. Always!”

Rogers let loose an amused snort. “Of course, you would say that.”

“But the most fashionable part of a tie is the knot. Your knot and I are about the same size...which is about?”

“An inch,” supplied Rogers matter-of-factly.

“Right! Now imagine you introduced a new fashion, a bigger, better tie. With a knot, the size of your thumb. Why then, you’d have to enlarge me to that size to keep the theme of your fashion consistent!”

Rogers’ laughter shook her rib cage. She had to steady you with her fingers to keep you from being thrown from her tie.

“You sly little devil!...”