You, the short stack female boxer Lisette we’re walking home when suddenly you got knocked out.
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When you wake up you are tied to a chair that seams to be made for short people like you. Your legs still dangling off though.
You try to use your muscles to break the rope, but can’t. This rope was very strong.
You look around.
You are in a dark cave with several candles placed arbitrarily so shadows look bigger than they probably were. The ceiling was so high you couldn’t see the top. But you knew it was stone given the ground and pillars were also stone.
You hear movement and look to your side.
“Show Yourself!” You command surprised by the new found authority in your female voice.
Surprisingly, he does.
Coming out of the shadows was a man no taller than you, with a long brown beard down to his rather large bear gut.
Surprisingly another man just as short comes out. This one still short, but also strong, with a red beard down to his neck giving you a view of his six pack.
More men of varying degrees of physical health come into the light, each short, each with some kind of beard.
You were shaking in your chair. Now scared you can see the people who kidnapped you.
Sure your new female body was strong, but you don’t think you could fend off all these people for long.
What did they want? To rape you? Why were they all the same height as you? Were even were you?
“Wha-what do you want from me?” You ask your voice now sounding terrified.
You really hope it wasn’t your virginity.
Instead of answering, all the short men kneeled down on one knee bowing to you tied up in the chair.
“LONG LIVE DWARF QUEEN LISSETE!!!”
The you guess dwarfs say in unison.