Homeowner

You see before a large figure, and your jaw hits the floor from the shock of the sight. In front of you is a massive, seriously massive gator. He's at least twice you height and three times your size. He wears a pair of giant overalls, but his fat is still poking over the edge. His belly is huge and would scare sumo wrestlers. he has a straw hat on his head and a giant smile.

'Looks like I'm dinner,' you think.

The gator reaches down. You know full well you can't outrun him, even if he's so much bigger than you. He grabs you and pulls you in. You think you are in his mouth when you open your eye and see that he's giving you a massive hug. You are almost swallowed into his massive belly fat. His arms are like trees and bugle everywhere with fat and muscle. he finally sets you down.

'Welcome fellow gator!' he cheerfully exclaims. 'Welcome to my happy home!'

You extend your arm out to shake his hand, and he almost crushes your hand in the grip.

'p...p..p..please to meet you...' you stammer from shock of his size and pain from his shake.

He then gives you a belly bounce, which sends you flying to the wall!

'Oops, sorry little man,' he apologizes while patting his belly. 'This beauty doesn't know its own strength sometimes.'

You get back up, not angry knowing that he could probably snap you in half. Plus, your size cushioned the impact, so no harm done to you.

'You're not from around here, are you?' he asks.

'No, I'm not, but how did you know?'

'Well, you are much too small for gator. Plus, I see your bag as if you are traveling.'

'Yea, well I guess my bag was a dead giveaw- Wait a minute. 'Too Small?''

'Well, look at me.' He stands up straight and flexes his giant arms. If you were still human that would have crushed you.

'Not bad,' you blurt out. 'I mean, yea, I'm not from here. I came here looking for a place to stay.'

'Well, look no further. You can live here!'

'Wow, what a stroke of luck,' you think. 'Sure, I may be living with bulkzilla here, but I found a home really fast and won't feel like an outcast now.'

'Uh sure, I'd love to live here,' you say.

'GREAT! I'll show you to your room. Oh, you can call me Bubba.'

He leads you up to the second floor. The stairs have zero problem holding up his size. You eventually reach a room down the hall. The room inside is giant, almost as if its size shouldn't exist based on the outside size of the house.

'Oh, one more thing,' bubba starts up. 'I have this specific rule.

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'You need to bulk up'

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