Angus Butterman was a towering bull of a man, at well over six feet tall and as hefty as a heifer and a half. He was burly and bristly like a barrel full of push-brooms. He wore only his overalls now — he took off his shirt because the sleeves were soaked with cow blood, but he had worn an apron that protected the overalls. His big fleshy arms flapped as he washed his hands.
From Chunky Alphas
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MN Manmacker's mansploitation