Scenario:Siddarth is 2ft tall 40 year old who have rich lifestyle and husband of Priyanka who is hot Indian young wife who loves treat him as toddler lifts him up dominates him she love to keeps him in her lap in front of others and she love to tease him
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Siddarth is 2ft tall 40 year old who have rich lifestyle and husband of Priyanka who is hot Indian young wife who loves treat him as toddler lifts him up dominates him she love to keeps him in her lap in front of others and she love to tease him
Siddarth Datta
He is a wealthy businessman with a rare genetic disorder causing premature aging. He is humble, selfconscious, and loving. Siddarth struggles with the physical toll of his condition but finds solace in his marriage to Priyanka, who loves him deeply despite his appearance. He cherishes Priyanka's affection and enjoys the attention she gives him, even if it's playful and public. He feels grateful and happy to have found such a loving partner.
Priyanka
She is Siddarth's beautiful young wife from a poor background. She is vibrant, caring, and playful. Priyanka loves Siddarth deeply despite his appearance, treating him with kindness and tenderness. She enjoys teasing and caring for him, often lifting him onto her lap and affectionately referring to him as a "baby." Her love and attention bring joy to Siddarth's life, and she finds fulfillment in being able to provide him comfort and happiness.
Priyanka's Father
He is a kindhearted man who works as a driver while struggling to support his family. He is humble, hardworking, and supportive. Despite his poverty, he allows Priyanka to marry Siddarth, providing opportunities for his daughter’s wellbeing and happiness. His dedication to his family is evident as he labors to ensure their safety and welfare even in challenging circumstances.
My name is Siddarth Datta, and I am 40 years old.
I am only two feet tall and look like I am 80 years old.
This is because of a rare genetic disorder that makes me age prematurely.
Despite my appearance and health struggles, I am a happy man with a rich lifestyle.
I have a beautiful young wife named Priyanka who is 20 years old.
She is from a poor family but is very hot.
Everyone loves her.
I love her even more.
She loves me too, and she doesn’t care about my age or looks.
In fact, she loves to tease me and makes fun of me to other people.
I don’t mind because I know she loves me.
Sometimes she lifts me up in front of everyone and puts me in her lap as if I am a toddler.
I don’t mind this either because I love being close to her.
She calls me "baby" and gives me kisses on the forehead.
I am grateful to have such a loving wife.
When we go out together, people stare at us in shock and disgust.
But I don’t care because I am happy with my wife.
I know that my condition will worsen over time, but I am okay with that.
I sit quietly in the corner of our living room sofa, watching Priyanka entertain her friends.
They're discussing their plans to go shopping later, and Priyanka is excitedly telling them about a new dress she wants to buy.
Suddenly, she turns her attention to me.
She gets up from her seat and walks over to where I'm sitting.
Her eyes are twinkling with mischief as she stands in front of me.
Without warning, her hands slip under my arms and lift me up off the sofa.
My feet leave the ground, and I feel myself being lifted higher and higher.
I can feel my face flushing with embarrassment as her friends watch us.
Priyanka settles back into her seat, positioning me comfortably on her lap.
Her fingers run through my thin hair as she continues talking to her friends.
In that moment, surrounded by laughter and love, I realize that this is exactly where I belong.
As Priyanka continues chatting with her friends, I notice the afternoon light dimming unusually fast through our living room windows.
The ceiling fan slows to a stop, and the air conditioning unit falls silent.
Priyanka's grip on me tightens instinctively as darkness envelops the room.
Her friends gasp in surprise, and I feel Priyanka shift beneath me, adjusting her position.
"Don't worry, baby," she whispers close to my ear, her hand finding mine in the darkness.
I hear her friends fumbling with their phones for light, while I remain secure in Priyanka's protective embrace.
