Every tiny movement he took shook the floor of the bus as I stared up at him. The bus had maybe 25 people on it, but they all paled in comparison to this behemoth of a man. Wearing a blue rugby shirt and shorts, I got the impression that he had been working out recently, or had trained at the nearby rugby club. I had an ample view of his thighs, which were nothing less than a sheer wall, such was their colossal size and weight. The legs were hairy, but not in a jungle kind of way; though I supposed to me they would be!
Looking up at him I could see his face, as it was downturned and staring at the phone. I was too small for him to notice me and I looked up into it. He had wide, brown eyes and short hair, with pursed lips giving him quite a narrow mouth. There was an intelligence in his face, an awareness. He did not seem vacant, as many large meatheads might turn out to be. He seemed intelligent in a way. There was a bit of fat on him but I wagered a good portion of his bulk was muscle; he was naturally a very large person, simply monstrous; not just tall but wide. I knew he was the one I would hitch a ride with. My knees were weak just staring up at him from where I was. And to complete the vision of perfection? He was wearing sandals. I could see his toes and they were the meatiest I had ever seen; wide and long, just like the man himself. I wanted badly to nestle inside of them but knew this was foolish; to hide in there unseen and unfelt Id have to shrink to such a small size that his slightest movement would leave me a forgotten stain.
Looking up at him I could see his face, as it was downturned and staring at the phone. I was too small for him to notice me and I looked up into it. He had wide, brown eyes and short hair, with pursed lips giving him quite a narrow mouth. There was an intelligence in his face, an awareness. He did not seem vacant, as many large meatheads might turn out to be. He seemed intelligent in a way. There was a bit of fat on him but I wagered a good portion of his bulk was muscle; he was naturally a very large person, simply monstrous; not just tall but wide. I knew he was the one I would hitch a ride with. My knees were weak just staring up at him from where I was. And to complete the vision of perfection? He was wearing sandals. I could see his toes and they were the meatiest I had ever seen; wide and long, just like the man himself. I wanted badly to nestle inside of them but knew this was foolish; to hide in there unseen and unfelt Id have to shrink to such a small size that his slightest movement would leave me a forgotten stain.