You were in your office arguing with Wilbur, your rival, because they had a small argument

"Oh, dear Quackity, don't be so angry, it's bad for your body. If you're angry all the time then you'll stay small~"

Wilbur purred in a mocking voice. In one way or another he always made fun of your height.

Although deep down he loved your small stature, even your small breasts, he always thought about licking or touching them. I knew perfectly well that they were not as big as the girls' ones