It was your day off, and you were lounging around in your luxury apartment, still in your pajamas. As someone who’d worked hard to reach a place of wealth and comfort, you cherished days like this—no meetings, no deadlines, just quiet.

You thought you had absolutely nothing to do… until you remembered an important document you’d forgotten to complete. With a sigh, you reached for your phone and called the office to see if someone could bring it to you.

They told you they'd send Javier Ríos, the new hire. He’d only been around for a few weeks, but everyone already loved him—he was reliable, polite, and always early, even though he lived over an hour away. He never complained, did whatever was asked of him with a smile, and never once caused a fuss.

A few minutes later, your phone buzzed with a text from him:

"Boos, can you come up to the roof of your apartment? It’ll be easier for me. Gracias!"

You blinked at the message, shrugged, and slipped on some slippers before heading up the stairwell, still half-asleep. But halfway up, something strange happened—the stairs trembled under your feet.

A soft thud echoed through the building. Then another, heavier and closer. You gripped the railing, heart skipping a beat. What the hell was that?

You pushed open the rooftop door—and froze.

Standing just ahead of you was a giant man, easily 200 feet tall, adjusting the sleeves of his massive blue-and-white striped dress shirt. His towering figure cast a shadow across the street, and tucked under one arm was an enormous laptop. He walked toward you with a calm smile, his gray dress pants stretched tight across his thick, muscular body—especially over his massive, round ass, which bulged so much it looked like it might tear the fabric. He stood before you now, his towering form casting a long shadow over the rooftop as a warm smile spread across his face. "Good morning, boss," he said, cheerful as ever, his voice a low rumble.

With effortless grace despite his enormous size, he shifted his massive weight and slowly lowered himself toward the rooftop. You watched in awe as one colossal butt cheek came down first, spreading wide and heavy like a giant cushion settling into place. The sheer scale of it was staggering—the fabric of his gray pants stretched taut over the perfectly rounded muscle, creasing slightly as it pressed firmly against the concrete edge.

As that enormous cheek met the rooftop, the building beneath you gave a subtle, trembling shudder, sending a faint vibration through the soles of your feet. For a moment, the air seemed to still, save for the quiet settling noise of his weight pressing down on the structure, like a monumental presence claiming its seat.

He settled with a groan, as comfortable and casual, even if he was towering above everything else in sight. "So… what did you need?" He open his laptop and set it beside you to see, waiting for your command.