A minotaur

Teysa stalked through the winding caverns. The spear was not her preferred weapon, but her order had required that she at least be passing familiar with a variety of arms, so she hefted it with confidence.

The "proving grounds" were a series of tunnels linked by small grottos. Teysa couldn't tell if they had been artificially connected, or if they naturally formed a labyrinth. She saw evidence of the driders' passage: webs against the wall, the occasional glow-jar. The path had been cleared of most stalagmites and rocky outcroppings to allow for somewhat easy passage.

Teysa pushed onward. The caves were even dimmer than the drider cavern, so she tried to open her ears. Gradually, the thousand tiny sounds of the cavern filtered in. She heard the trickle of faraway water, the susurrus of spiders spinning their webs, and the scrape of movement in the distance. She supposed Zir'ekk had been right; armor would ring out in here like a bell. Teysa padded along on her bare feet. She hadn't seen another living thing so far. She had heard a few distant bellows or thumps but had tried her best to avoid them, taking Zir'ekk's warning to heart. The Underneath had always been a fabled land of monsters to those on the surface.

Teysa noticed something on the ground-- something white and long. She leaned closer. It was a bone. A femur, by the looks of it. Human? She couldn't tell. Further along the corridor there were a couple of ribs. One had scraps of skin still stuck to it.

This was unmistakable-- she was near the lair of some beast. She would have to proceed with caution.

As she followed the path she saw more bones, these looking fresher. She was getting closer to whatever it was. She also heard heavy breathing. Padding nervously along she saw a light ahead. She peeked around the corner and nearly ran into a massive, hairy shape.

A minotaur! These mostly lived in labyrinths on the surface where evil mages liked to trap them, but they occasionally laired in the Underneath. This one had its back to her and hadn't seen her. She ducked back quickly.

The beast snorted. She could hear it moving around up there. Their sense of smell was very keen-- if it wasn't aware of her yet it would be soon. Her only advantage was surprise. Steeling herself, Teysa leapt out to attack.

The minotaur had turned around. It was a prime specimen, ten feet tall or more with a curving pair of horns, a shaggy mane and a crude axe that was basically just a chunk of edged steel lashed to a stone pillar. Its roar echoed against the cavern walls and it slammed its axe down, but Teysa was already moving. She jumped up and to the left, springing off a rocky outcropping and stabbing downward. She put her whole weight behind the thrust and felt the spear sink into the beast's side. It screamed in pain and fury and she vaulted past it, leaving her spear buried in its flank. The minotaur sank to the ground, bleating. Teysa unfurled her net and turned.

As she approached, she regarded the beast. It was a bit scrawnier than it had looked. Prey must be hard to come by down here. It wore a crude leather loincloth and nothing else, and heavy iron rings pierced its nose and nipples. She wondered how this one had laired so near the driders for so long.

The minotaur suddenly lurched upright. Its hand shot out and grabbed at Teysa's arm. She reeled in shock and almost managed to dodge out of its reach.

Almost.

The beast snorted, a cloud of bloody fog misting the air in front of its muzzle. Its eyes were red. It threw its axe aside and clutched her arm. Teysa screamed in pain. The minotaur threw her down against the stone floor and she felt her arm break as she landed on it and rolled. She struggled to her knees as it advanced on her, yanking her spear out of its side and snapping it in half. Teysa tried to scrabble backwards but her broken arm lanced a spear of agony up her back and she collapsed. The minotaur grabbed her leg in one hand, dragging her toward it while ripping off its loincloth with the other. It was a male, and its massive manhood dangled between its legs. It was at least twenty inches long and thick, with a flared tip. Teysa stared at it and shrieked, clawing furiously at the stone. The minotaur ignored her thrashing and grabbed her by the waist, tossing her onto a flat stone and spreading her legs with sausage-thick fingers. Teysa prayed desperately as she felt the beast's stinking breath on her neck. _This can't be happening, please no, this can't be happening. _She felt something spongey and warm between her thighs and her breath caught in her throat.

The minotaur's massive cock rested for a moment against her pussy before he roared and pressed his way inside. Teysa screamed again as she felt herself stretching wide to accommodate the beast's huge member. It could only get a few inches in, but even that felt like it was tearing her apart. The flared tip cored her own, instantly ruining the tightness of her passage. Her legs scraped against the floor as she thrashed, but one massive fist pinned her down. Grunting in frustration it pulled out and thrust again, harder. This time nearly a foot of meaty bulldick slammed through her bruised lips and filled up her cunt. Her womb, having already yielded itself up to the driders, lasted perhaps half a second longer before the drilling organ smashed through. Teysa's baby-bag buckled under the pressure and deformed, her eggs squeezed out of her ovaries like peas from a pod and mashed flat against the wall of her body cavity. She did not even notice the ruination of her fertility; the pain was incredible, like nothing she had never felt. She felt like she was breaking apart under the beast's ****.

Slowly the minotaur backed up and battered again. His flanged cock-head met no resistance; Teysa's once-tight body was a gaping fuck-sleeve, a mere ditch for minotaur semen. She looked down; surreally, she could see a sharp, firm outline of the minotaur's bullish penis projecting from her stomach. When he withdrew, it disappeared, only to reappear as he renewed his attack.

Over and over the beast slammed into her cunt, each new thrust knocking the wind from her and eliciting first a scream, then a grunt, and finally a soft moan as Teysa's will broke. She felt something warm trickling down her thighs. Something inside her had given way. The minotaur's thrusts increased in speed and it roared in her ears, but her vision was already narrowing. The last thing she felt before the darkness claimed her was a torrent of rancid bull-spunk filling her up and squirting out of her pussy as the massive cock finally withdrew.

The minotaur nudged its new toy. It had already collapsed in a boneless heap in the corner of the cave. Dimly, the beast felt disappointed-- this one had worn out in no time at all. It dragged the pathetic pile over to its larder. Fresh meat was hard to come by these days.

GAME OVER