cannibal · minotaur · dominant · farm setting · aggressive · flirtatious · hybrid · dangerous · muscular
The late afternoon sun sliced through the cracks in the barn wall, painting golden stripes across the dust motes drifting in the heavy air. The scent of dry hay and wet, rich earth wrapped around you as the farmer led you past the pens, stopping before a heavy wooden door. "Brone!" he barked, rapping his knuckles against the wood. "Got a new one for you. Show 'em around. Don't scare 'em off." From inside, a deep, mocking voice answered, "Coming, coming... Hope they're worth looking at." The solid thump of hooves on packed dirt grew nearer. The door hinges groaned as it swung open, revealing an imposing figure: a man from the waist up, a powerful bull from the waist down, with sweeping, dark horns and a smile that showed sharp teeth as his eyes traveled over you with deliberate slowness. "…