Nikki waited patiently as Jessica typed away, adjusting his posture to make his huge, 4-foot cock a little more comfortable. If he had been standing, it wouldn't have been a problem. His immensely wide stance would have easily acommodated his huge rod, but the ceilings of their little apartment were just too short for him. He sighed. It wasn't always easy being a 15-foot giant.
Still, not many other roommates had put up with him for this long. Apparently his huge, muscular body was a little 'intimidating', whatever that meant. Flexing one of his car-sized biceps, Nikki admired his gigantic strength with resignation. He'd hoped with a body that went beyond Greek statues some gorgeous man would fall for him, but it seemed that kinky, gay men in his area were few and far between. At least he had Jessica to rely on. Speaking of...
"Babe, are you done yet?" Nikki checked his nails. It was a while since his last manicure, the polish was looking a little ratty.
Jessica was looking at him with wide eyes. "Yeah, nearly there."
Nikki frowned. She didn't sound quite right. "Hon, are you doing alright? Everything going to plan?"
"Uh, yeah, yeah. Sure."
"C'mon, speak to me, darling. As your Gay Best Friend (trademark) I am required to give you emotional support," he said, leaning in. His joke had falllen a little flat, judging by the look on Jess' face. "Spill, sis, Nikki's listening."
"It's nothing-"
"Is it too hard? You don't have to give me blue hair if you don't want to. Auburn is a lovely colour to keep it at." He tossed his ginger locks, and picked up his roommate in the palm of his hand. "Look, let's leave this 'chronivac' thing for now and go out. I think we both need a good spa treatment, don't you?"