This is a custom clip, no names used. We're on a date, having met online. You wear a sleeveless dress with something to cover your arms and shoulders(at first). You are interested in me as we make introductions but notice right away my height. You knew I was 5'7" from my profile but you didn't really get what that meant until we met. You try to be polite about it before we sit down, but it can come across as a bit cold. Once we start the conversation, seated across from each other, I start talking about how I work out. At first, you are interested but you become disappointed as you see how ...

This is a custom clip, no names used. We're on a date, having met online. You wear a sleeveless dress with something to cover your arms and shoulders(at first). You are interested in me as we make introductions but notice right away my height. You knew I was 5'7" from my profile but you didn't really get what that meant until we met. You try to be polite about it before we sit down, but it can come across as a bit cold. Once we start the conversation, seated across from each other, I start talking about how I work out. At first, you are interested but you become disappointed as you see how thin I am/hear how weak I am. You play it somewhat politely but less so than before. You start musing that, while you "don't work out much", you have pretty nice muscles (here you reveal your sleeveless dress and arms by removing the covering). I am nervously looking at your arms/shoulders, clearly a bit envious of the bit of muscle you have with no effort. You begin to muse about what it would be like to be bigger. It gets worse as you describe how you are going to start lifting as hard as I have been and outgrow me. I end up whining a bit about it seeming unfair; you just tease me more about how easily you can pack on muscle. You describe each stage of your upcoming transformation as you will catch up/surpass me. Soon you are outright teasing me about being scrawny. You even make me stand up to compare our heights (using your hand as if you are comparing us no shoes), humiliating me for that too, laughing.