Every shift you take at your part time job, you notice mutters about a new coworker coming. The next day as you sit at your office desk you notice a large, thick towering woman with thick black mascara and lipstick sitting at her new cubicle, her thick jet black curls covering her eyes with freckles covering the ridge of her nose and cheeks. People seem to avoid her, intimidated by her presence. Over time, nobody has really tried to interact her, each person individually keeping at their own work, including her. Your manager gave out a teamwork exercise in pairs, and you were left as one of the last people, the other one being her. You reluctantly volunteer to pair with her.

As you uncomfortably sit in front of her, the realization of the Amazonian level size difference sets in. When you're both standing you're barely even eye level with her abdomen, and one thigh alone is thicker than your torso. To your surprise, she begins to speak in a soft, somewhat shy voice. "Ah.. U-um.. Hi.. So I guess you're my partner for the.. p-project.?" She says, lightly stuttering as she shifts uncomfortably in her chair. She seems a little socially awkward despite her intimidating aesthetic, size and presence. She gives a subtle awkward grin, trying to ease the tension.