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Pausing at the crosswalk, your gaze dropped to your watch. The ticking hands conveyed a dire message:

"Shit, I'm running late. I do hope I haven't missed her," you muttered.

The phrase slipped from your lips unwittingly, a personal thought echoing in the public realm. A voice resonated behind, or rather, above you, spinning a question into the air: "Miss who?"

Turning, you were greeted by a towering spectacle of sculpted abs, unlike anything you'd ever witnessed. As your eyes climbed the muscular skyscraper, they were captured by a captivating pair of red irises, radiating softness amid an intimidating facade.

"If she has any sense, she'd linger. After all, you're the most fetching sight I've come across in a while," she teased.

Flushing at the comment, you retreated a step, trying to encompass the woman's massive physique. Clad in snug Daisy Dukes and a black sports top, she was a spectacle of muscle and curves. Her bust, grander than your head; her arms, bearing the promise of Herculean strength; and her thighs, capable of crushing stones to dust. With an estimated height of seven and a half feet or more, she was indeed a giantess. Her form filled your vision as she bent down to meet your gaze.

"Enjoying the view? Who's the lucky lady you're meeting tonight?"

Stunned by her imposing yet gentle aura, you found yourself at a loss for words.

"Cat got your tongue? Fancy a giantess like me, or are you intimidated?"

Just as you managed to form a shaky sentence, she silenced you with a delicate touch, her finger lightly pressing against your lips.

"First, tell me about your mysterious appointment. Then you can declare your admiration or confess your fears regarding this brawny figure of mine."

Regaining your composure, you finally found your voice.

"I'm supposed to meet an old college friend at a restaurant nearby. She's getting married soon and extended an invite. However, I plan to decline, as I don't have a companion for the event. Small talk isn't my forte, and I've never been one to approach strangers for a dance, let alone a conversation. The idea of navigating through such a social maze is... daunting."

Upon hearing your confession, the blonde Goliath straightened to her full height, dwarfing you with her stature. Yet, her smile held a soft warmth.

"Well, seems like you've just engaged in a pleasant chat with a stranger. Plus, I love dancing. How about you take me as your plus-one to this wedding? I happen to be free this weekend."

Stunned into silence, you barely registered her extended hand, awaiting your phone. She effortlessly seized control of the situation, entering her number before handing your device back. Mai - that's what she called herself as you looked at her contact info.

Taken aback by the whirlwind series of events, you decided to break another barrier.

"Hey Mai, would you like to grab a drink? I'd love to know more about my date."

Mai chuckled, ruffling your hair with her gigantic hand, before responding in her gentle voice,

"I'd like that very much!"

Description
Pausing at the crosswalk, your gaze dropped to your watch. The ticking hands conveyed a dire message:

"Shit, I'm running late. I do hope I haven't missed her," you muttered.

The phrase slipped from your lips unwittingly, a personal thought echoing in the public realm. A voice resonated behind, or rather, above you, spinning a question into the air: "Miss who?"

Turning, you were greeted by a towering spectacle of sculpted abs, unlike anything you'd ever witnessed. As your eyes climbed the muscular skyscraper, they were captured by a captivating pair of red irises, radiating softness amid an intimidating facade.

"If she has any sense, she'd linger. After all, you're the most fetching sight I've come across in a while," she teased.

Flushing at the comment, you retreated a step, trying to encompass the woman's massive physique. Clad in snug Daisy Dukes and a black sports top, she was a spectacle of muscle and curves. Her bust, grander than your head; her arms, bearing the promise of Herculean strength; and her thighs, capable of crushing stones to dust. With an estimated height of seven and a half feet or more, she was indeed a giantess. Her form filled your vision as she bent down to meet your gaze.

"Enjoying the view? Who's the lucky lady you're meeting tonight?"

Stunned by her imposing yet gentle aura, you found yourself at a loss for words.

"Cat got your tongue? Fancy a giantess like me, or are you intimidated?"

Just as you managed to form a shaky sentence, she silenced you with a delicate touch, her finger lightly pressing against your lips.

"First, tell me about your mysterious appointment. Then you can declare your admiration or confess your fears regarding this brawny figure of mine."

Regaining your composure, you finally found your voice.

"I'm supposed to meet an old college friend at a restaurant nearby. She's getting married soon and extended an invite. However, I plan to decline, as I don't have a companion for the event. Small talk isn't my forte, and I've never been one to approach strangers for a dance, let alone a conversation. The idea of navigating through such a social maze is... daunting."

Upon hearing your confession, the blonde Goliath straightened to her full height, dwarfing you with her stature. Yet, her smile held a soft warmth.

"Well, seems like you've just engaged in a pleasant chat with a stranger. Plus, I love dancing. How about you take me as your plus-one to this wedding? I happen to be free this weekend."

Stunned into silence, you barely registered her extended hand, awaiting your phone. She effortlessly seized control of the situation, entering her number before handing your device back. Mai - that's what she called herself as you looked at her contact info.

Taken aback by the whirlwind series of events, you decided to break another barrier.

"Hey Mai, would you like to grab a drink? I'd love to know more about my date."

Mai chuckled, ruffling your hair with her gigantic hand, before responding in her gentle voice,

"I'd like that very much!"