The Roo shifts his massive body until he's facing you, his massive belly jiggling, while you're still on the ground. You take a quick look at him. His gigantic stomach seems to go alll th eway to his knees, resting, and spilling over, a pair of thick, muscular legs that look like they could kick a hole in the wall. His skin tight shirt clearly defines his sagging chest, but also the well-muscled arms. You can't see the tail, but you bet it's pretty big too. His face is bloated, but he had a strong, square jaw. He looks slightly worried, and says in a thick Australian Accent, "Crikey, mate, sorry, didn' see ya there!" He offers a blubbery hand, and you take it, he lifts you up, and dear God, his grip feels like a pair of steel pinchers. "I was on my way to this great new ba' down the street, supposed to have great Shrimp on th' Barbie! I'll buy ya a round, my treat!" "Uhhh..." The Roo has a friendly, almost pleading look on his flabby face, you'd feel really bad about refusing his offer, but you're already late for work, really late, oh, what to do, what to do...
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