Sam Higgen
Another character of mine.
The sun had just begun to set, the heat of the day having started to decline from the blistering heat of the noon time sun, the clock of the local church ringing eight times before falling silent, and the lone worker in a rather large field rose from the ground. The towering person cut an imposing figure to anyone that happened by on the small road that went by his home, standing at nearly eight feet tall, and his body was rather wide, even if viewed from a distance. He wiped a hand across his brow, whisking away the sweat that had covered his brow, smiling down at his field as he saw that the last of the seedlings had begun to sprout, telling that his corn harvest would be rather plentiful this year, and his annual corn maze would do quite nicely. He grabbed the few tools he'd brought out to the field with him, along with his canteen, and began his twenty minute walk back to his house, liking to walk rather than use the tractor that was mostly in pieces in his barn, a small internal part having shattered after years of hard work, and he was still waiting for the replacement. Once he got back to his home, he'd take the tools back to the barn, putting everything where it belonged, so that he'd be able to find it the next morning. He sighed and ran a hand through his thick brown mane, letting the dust that had settled in the thick hair fall around him as he made his way inside, tugging off his sweat soaked shirt and tossing it into the hamper as he made his way to his shower. Once in the bathroom he looked at his reflection in the mirror, his eyes taking in the body he'd gained through years of hard labor.
His light tan fur was littered with small bits of dirt that had made their way into his shirt as he'd been working, though his fur was slightly matted down due to all the sweat that coated his chest. His muscles were large, built for the power of hard manual labor, the muscles and brown fur flecked with patches of white where he'd gotten scars over the years, his dark brown nipples sticking out of his huge pecks like little chocolate Hershey kisses. He trailed a hand down thought his chest fur, shaking free some more of the dirt from his body, training his hands down to his strong core, his powerful abs chiseled from his stomach. He sighed a bit as he unbuckled his loose jeans, allowing them to fall to the floor, where he'd step out of them and toss them into the hamper as well, sighing as he let his very sizable genitals hang freely, his own musky scent filling his nose. His hands trailed back up to rub some dust out of his hip fur, before moving back to cup his firm muscular ass, sighing as he relaxed slightly his somewhat tense body loosening up as he cracked his neck. Finally he moved his hands forward to cup his balls, each heavy sphere so large that even his large hands could only hold a single huge musky orb, and he moved over to the shower, turning it on as he kneaded the huge nuts with his free hand, his fat massive shaft spilling out of his sheath, still soft as he stepped into the water to get washed up.