A minotaur!

The beast towered over James, easily nine foot tall. Wicked curving horns curl from it's bull's head. The head, supported by heavy shoulders and a muscular human torso. It's arms were like tree trunks, as thick around as a man's thigh and muscles corded like rope under the bronze skin. Below the waist thick fur covered his legs down to a pair of sharp black hooves and between his legs hung the most enormous cock James had ever seen.

He began to back away but as soon as he took a step the massive head swung toward him. Beastial black eyes focused on him the unmistakable gleam of intelligence in their depths. The creature's glare fixed him in place the sheer physical presence of it paralyzing him and chasing any thought of flight from his head as it approached.

James trembled as it sniffed the air and then it spoke...