Dark brown, almost black eyes stared down at you in squinted curiosity, the light from the headlight almost seemed to make them glow with an eery depth. Between them, a sharp nose looked to have been broken more than once over the years. Ruddy cheeks disappeared into a thick and bushy black beard, a pair of plump lips almost invisible amidst the tangle. A thick neck tuned into equally thick and broad shoulders that became bulging and meaty arms, ending in large calloused fists with hairy knuckles; one of which was clasping you just a bit too tightly. When you tried to squirm, they only clamped down harder, making it hard to breathe as your ribs creaked painfully.
Thick brows furrowed over dark eyes, a few strands of long black hair falling around the giant's face from under his helmet as he frowned down at you. "And just what is this thing. Some kind of new toy? Those scientists are always coming up with new robots and gadgets." He grumbled to himself his hot breath washing over you in the cool night air. You tried to respond, but you couldn't muster up enough air to speak with his grip so tight around you.
Then his grip changed, his fist opened up and you were sprawled on his massive, fingerless glove covered hand. Before you could react to the sudden change, this fat and powerful fingers were on you. Pinching and pressing, maneuvering your body in all sorts of ways before he finally decided to remove your clothes. His too big digits ended up tearing it all off, your pants and underwear getting the worst of it, and he just shrugged and tossed the remnants into the box he'd dropped to his feet. Now that you were naked, the examination started all over again, pinching and pulling and bending. When he saw your crotch, his coarse thumb and forefinger clamped down carelessly, almost crushing your cock and balls with the very tips of the digits. If you'd had enough breath under the huge thumb pinning you down, you would have screamed. Instead, you were just left whimpering and gasping in pain. Once he was done with your crotch, he flipped you over and maneuvered you till you were bent double with the fingers of one hand holding you in a vise, your butt sticking out in the giant's face. His hot breath washed over your exposed hole, making your own breath hitch. Then the tip of his still too big pinky finger forced it's way between your spread cheeks until it was brushing roughly against your hole. Thankfully, the digit was too big to enter, but that didn't mean the giant didn't seem to try with how he kept pushing and rubbing. Your adrenaline was too high and his handling was too rough and painful for any of this to be arousing, thank the universe.
Finally, the giant seemed to finish his examination and you were returned to his coiled fist that was just this side of crushing. "Humm... this thing must be...
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