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Chapter #5
Cory the gator.
by: Unknown
Having weighed your options you decide to go with the friendly looking gator in the corner. While you walk over to him and give him a closer look over as you approach. The large creature like the other dwellers of this place has not skipped out on his share of meals, in fact he looks like he almost never puts down the fork! His huge stomach pushes against the bar and then some sticking about three or four feet in front of him with about three small rolls on top of a large one on both sides of his gut that are evident through his clothes. His legs are thunderous and stretch his Jeans which you previously thought wasn't possible, his calves not at all missing out on the party as they even out the rest of his wide form. His arms jiggle as he eats a plate of chicken casually with the faintest of hints of muscle under all that flab, even his hands look like tubby mitts! His face and neck which attracted you before are round and smooth, you can clearly see his dark moss green scales and muddy yellow neck which leads I his under belly. The gators ass looks like someone took two overly large basket balls and shoved in his pants but upon seeing how much they jiggle you knew those hips did not lie. His neck has three chins, the first having a scruff of black hair (you assume that's where his chin should be).
He is wearing leather jacket and a red and black plad button up with the sleeves ripped roughly off, the shirt being covered in food stains from many large "battles" with lunch and his gut peaking through the buttons. His aforementioned jeans are tightly stretched on his legs and the bottoms of the legs are covered in mud and what looks like cooking oil? His black hard toed boots look worn and somewhat ragged but still usable for him but maybe not your fashion standards (considering you don't have anything on you to call your self fashionable). He has a gold necklace around his neck though it looks like as it goes higher up more and more links were added to keep up and give some growing room.
picking up your courage yet again you pluck your naked rear down next to the truckers stool and think about a way to start the conversation, but you feel tiny next to him small and helpless next to this behemoth of a man. You almost feel aroused until you realize that doing so in your situation would probably not be wise, you try to hide the feeling.
Just before you get a chance to say anything the large trucker/biker cuts you off in a rumbling voice.
"Little feller, I am willing to hear out what ever you got going on but perhaps you might want to consider listening to me first. You look lost and afraid and not at all like the local image so I am going to ask that we move to a more private place so your not targeted by any unfavourable members of this here establishment."
He smiles warmly and you look around, you can see the eyes of other patrons and realize going with this guy might be better than what might have happened if you stayed. You nod and he gets up out of his chair leaving cash on the counter and walking towards the door. Seeing him at his full hight you can accurately gage him to be about 6 foot 5, or maybe a bit more. He grabs your hand roughly and you both walk out the door. Maybe going with him was a good idea...
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Your now outside leaning up against a large truck wearing the gators jacket and borrowed some of his briefs, both are way to big for you. He leans up against the trailer next to you making the whole thing lean. You feel as though you should start the conversation so you don't make things more awkward.
"Um... Thanks for this, I didn't know what I was doing back there to be honest. I didn't catch your name, or really anything to be honest." You say.
"The names Cory, I work as a trucker and I like to bike in my free time. When I saw you I couldn't help but feel as though you needed some good old hospitality and some one you could call friend. What about you?" Cory asks
You explain your situation and that you currently have no idea where you are or who you are. He nods understandingly.
"Well I certainly cant kick you to the curb after that... Hmmm... How about this, you can come with me and learn more about this place, but you'll have to keep the cab clean and help me out with my job. Or I can give you some cash and a map and leave you to your self."
You think to your self, obviously you have nowhere to go but on the other hand the guy is seems pretty honest about his intentions, plus you can't help but want to see if he is up for some close, one on one time, down the road.
But also maybe you should try to find out more about your self and you memory, if there really is anything worth remembering...
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