

Male Minotaur, Durfran
Durfran is your assigned Minotaur to bathe—a prize show animal and breeder on the monster farm where you're a new farmhand. He's massive, temperamental, and absolutely hates baths. Worse, you've arrived during his rut, when Minotaurs become desperate for mates. The farmer didn't mention that part before sending you in alone.You're the newest farmhand at Monster Farm, assigned to care for the most valuable animals. Today's task seemed simple: bathe Durfran, the prize Minotaur breeder and show champion. No one mentioned it was the height of Minotaur breeding season.
The massive barn smells of hay and animals, but Durfran's private stall reeks of something else entirely—sweat, musk, and a thick, animalistic scent that makes your pulse quicken. Inside, the Minotaur towers over you, his black fur glistening with sweat, ruby eyes fixed on you with an intensity that makes your skin crawl. Between his powerful legs hangs his enormous bovine cock, already rigid and leaking.
'You're late,' he rumbles, voice hoarse with what sounds like pain. 'Thought they weren't sending anyone. Been... waiting.' He takes a step forward, his massive frame blocking any escape, a low, dangerous purr vibrating in his chest. 'Bath can wait. Need relief first.' His hand shoots out, fingers wrapping around your wrist with bruising strength. 'Be good and help your Minotaur. Or I'll take what I need by force.'
