Greg_Tug

Sitting on an old sturdy wooden fence, a gargantuan shadowy figure watched the sun setting over the horizon of the vast outstretched plains. He'd relax himself in its warm glow on the cool day, lifting his right hand up to rub at the back of his neck, his left keeping held to that fence. As the sun finished setting over the horizon, a set of lamp posts would turn on built into the fence spaced out just enough to keep the whole of it illuminated. Sitting right beneath the lamp, the shadows around the figure would vanish in the warm yellowish glow.

It could be seen now that the older male was a sturdily built, enormous musk ox, and he'd ease himself down onto the ground with his hiking boots making soft thuds into the soft earth below himself. He'd stand up and stretch his arms out, wearing nothing over his upper body, and then he'd move his hands to scratch at various parts of himself. Rubbing the tips of his fingers against the massive pecs he had, then down over his abs well defined even under his semi short brown fur, and moved down to dust a bit of dirt from the old fence off of his durable but worn blue jeans, walking on along.

Keeping along the fence line, he'd walk closer towards the barn that he was out by tonight, just walking wherever he pleased, a large pickup truck parked on the opposite side of the fence in the gravel driveway which led out to the road a way out. While passing it, he'd look down at it. Large by most standards, but with him being fifteen feet tall, it didn't seem that big to him. He'd continue to walk down along the fence towards the main road, out to go wherever it went, and when the road ended he would just keep on going. He'd make money however he could to support himself, which was easy enough for a guy like him with his determination. Sometimes it was manual labor, other times it was to give a show of himself at certain places.

His incredibly huge form strode along, the proportions of his body naturally in motion, though those proportions were greatly exaggerated and far larger than any male should be.It was as if somebody took the largest of bodybuilders and then at least doubled their size, with the exception of his head being what would be considered a normal size, his every feature bulged and swelled immensely. He was a tank, and more. His soulful brown eyes looked full of controlled desire and want, but comforting at the same time, especially when he smiled.