You’re waiting for the bus when a large, broad figure steps up beside you. It’s the monsterboy in your excercise class; besides being unbelievably tall and broad, he also had his mouth covered by a bandana at all times.
“Hey Gore.” He rumbles.
“H-hey.” You stammer.
“I’ve heard a few rumours you enjoy bigger guys, monsters…that sort of stuff?”
You blink, “Uh… who told you that?”
“Your blog.” He turns towards you as your face heats, “Then there was that… other thing you have a kink for…”
You glance over as he lifts the bandana, exposing an elongated mouth, filled with razor sharp teeth and a long, tentacle-like tongue.
He lets the bandana fall before handing you a folded up piece of paper. Peeking at while trying to keep yourself conscious from the mass exodus of blood flowing south, you read his name and a series of numbers.
“My name’s Jaxum. Let me know if you’re single and free sometime, huh?”
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