if i were to write a minotaur she would be a highland cow. i love that they have their hair in their eyes. she would have that.
Imagine you are but a lonesome farmgirl, meant to be married some months ago but your fiance ran off and eloped with that HUSSY who works at the bar and so you're stuck at home and your pa hires a new farmhand 'cause he ain't as strong as he used to be and she is just, this massive slab of beef and you're feeling things you didn't know another girl could make you feel.
She doesn't talk much but you keep making excuses to be around her, you take meals out to her farmhouse and sit with her while she eats, you bring her lemonade while she builds fences out in the sun and pretend that the smell of her sweat and the power in her arms aren't driving you wild.
She gets hurt one day and you patch her up, hands shaking as you wrap bandages around her gut. She's looking away from you but you can see the blush on her face, hear her breath quickening, feel the bulge stiffening in her jeans-
I...
I gotta go finish the fool thing........