Give up

Something about how he towers over you with a sneer that tells you that you belong beneath him drives you crazy. His cock flops from side to side between his thighs with audible smacks that show off the hefty weight of his shaft. Cum dribbles out from the flat equine tip onto the ground when it should be leaking into one of your eager holes instead--wait, that's not right. The odor of minotaur masculinity surrounds you and cuts past your defenses to keep your little pink pucker nice and tight.

You try to summon the will to resist through your family. {if

FB = 1}When the image of your darling wife and beautiful daughters flashes through your mind, your teeth grit with remorse. For your own sake, you have to lay down your weapons and forfeit the battle to this hunk of a man who is clearly more powerful than you in every conceivable way. You are no match for a minotaur who's been taking exactly what he wants from anyone unlucky enough to stumble across him. Hopefully, your family can forgive you for what is about to happen.{endif

}{if

S = 1}When the image of your darling wife and beautiful daughters flashes through your mind, you get a tingling rush to your groin. A small part of you wishes they were here to watch you debase yourself and give up your manhood to a beast who clearly does it better than you ever could. He radiates vigor and virility with just his posture, unlike your pathetic, untrained physique. Your eyes soften upon meeting his when you realize your place compared to him. You're his bitch. {endif

}

{if

Companion: Auria = 0}You can't help it any longer. Before you realize it, you're on your knees with your face in the ground, and your perky cheeks turned upwards towards your captor. He doesn't hesitate to rip your garments down your thighs until your tender flesh is **** to his machinations. He jams two fingers inside of you that awaken your senses with a start. Your ring is on fire as he pumps his wrist and stretches you to what you think is your limit. You know for a fact that something much bigger is coming very soon, though. After spitting directly on his fingers as they piston in and out of you, they glide much more easily. It's starting to feel good, and your {if

Orc = 1}inferior, limp manhood begins to firm up.{endif

}{if

Elf = 1}small, caged dicklette begins to harden behind bars.{endif

} You relax your shoulders against the ground while your hands spread apart your cheeks to give the minotaur a good sight at what he's doing to you. Your overly full balls and shaft twitch and throb as you're overwhelmed by the sensation of a good ass fucking. However, before you can get too comfortable, the fingers are pulled out from your well-worked entrance while a new tool replaces it.

A spongey head mushes against your gaped asshole while the minotaur lines himself up. You bite down on your lip and dig your fingertips into your pliant flesh while trying to mentally prepare yourself for what's about to be inside of you. It slips and slides across your wrinkled flesh until, in one thrust, it's **** inside. Your vision and mind go white - there is only one feeling that you can sense, and that is your insides molding to the shape and size of the creature in charge. Even though it was flexible and rubbery as it attempted to batter its way inside you, it was now as solid as a rock. The ring at the tip of the minotaur's equine dong locked him in place, ensuring that he couldn't pull out of you, even if he wanted to.

You wiggle your ass to try to get more comfortable, but his strong hands grip your hips and hold you in place while he makes long, slow thrusts. The only thing keeping him from completely sliding out is that stubborn ring that's only inflating the longer he's sealed in. A shadow overtakes your entire torso from overhead as he digs his furry palm in between your shoulders to get a better angle for his thrusts. You can feel intense pressure as your gut is distended and formed into the perfect fuck toy for your new master. He picks up the sway of his hips as he spears into your deepest reaches and splits you further than anyone's ever done before. You know you shouldn't be enjoying this **** sex, but the way he fills you is too good to be true.

After the drumming of his cock against your prostate, you can't help but ejaculate all of your semen from being fucked like a girl. Not only that, but your tongue is hanging out of your mouth, and you're moaning like a bitch in heat at his skill of bucking inside of you. Your ass slaps against his groin exactly the way a woman's would as you drive your hips back into him. He's not finished with you just yet, though.

His ring begins to swell after more long, brutal pounding of your tight fuck hole, and you can feel his heavy balls smack up against yours with a shudder that tells you what's coming next. You encourage his orgasm by clamping down on him with your slick walls and wrapping your calves around the backs of his thighs to pull him in closer. He hilts inside of you until your sweaty sacks are pressed against each other and a torrent of hot horse jism squirts into your belly, filling you out until you're round. If you had the right parts, there's no question that you'd be pregnant with the minotaur's offspring. You affectionately cradle the cum as it bubbles inside of you while the minotaur regains his spent stamina.

Eventually, the monster softens and relinquishes his hold of your waist, but you're too loopy from how intoxicating his cum is to care. When he pulls out, your fingers replace him while you play around with his load inside of your messy hole. You are stuck in delirium for hours until you can think straight again. {elseif

Companion: Auria = 1}

Before you can come to terms with being made into a bitch for a hunky bull fiend, your companion Auria steps ahead of you and wiggles her lithe body and ample tits in the beast's face.

"If you must, take me instead," she appeals to the minotaur while discarding her scant clothing onto the floor. Her unblemished skin and curvaceous body coupled with a heavy pair of cushioned ass cheeks sends a shock to your {if

Orc = 1}embarrassingly hardened dick{elseif

Elf = 1}useless pinky-sized clit{endif

}. You can't help but wish it was you that was about to grasp her F-cups for dear life while humping at her springy ass cheeks and making wet plaps as your bodies smack together, but that honor was about to be taken by your enemy. The only thing the minotaur had to do to quell you and Auria into submission was to appear before you. No fight could be had where you would emerge the victor, and Auria was well aware.

She saw how shamefully scrawny and inconveniently equipped you were to handle any monstrous threat. It was some miracle that you ended up freeing her at all, but there was just no way you could go head to head with something three times your size and, inconceivably, much stronger than you could ever hope to be.

"My traveling aide can do nothing to defend me from you, great beast. So let me accept the brunt of your **** instead so that I can quell your instincts to breed." What could have been more humiliating than the girl you were supposed to be protecting giving up her body to protect you instead? But she's right, and there's nothing you can do to stop it.

The virulent male scoops her up and wraps her in his furry arm, and spins her to face you. His hand is on her ass, squeezing and groping to his heart's content while her doe-like eyes land on his herculean jawline. She nuzzles up to his exquisite muscularity, and her hands tenderly stroke his equine horsecock from its chunky base outwards. Her soft fingers pet down the shaft, past the medial ring, and finally, end at the flared tip, which is covered in musky bull semen. She giggles at the prospect of all of that being able to fit inside of her while you're left staring with your jaw agape.

The taur lifts her off of her pristine, well-cared-for feet and spreads apart her wide hips while she's facing towards you. He presses his spongy, cum-coated tip up against her outer folds. She squirms captively in his hold to spear herself down onto it, **** to take the full fat rod into her drenched labial folds.

You're helplessly entranced by the way her toes curl in anticipation and how dumbfounded she looks waiting to get bred. Her tongue is rolled out of her bee-stung lips, and drool cascades down her perky breasts even though he hasn't breached her yet. Your hand {if

Orc = 1}latches onto your peon cock and roughly pinches it with just two fingers. You tug at your meager length and try to emulate the speed of her bull as best you can.{elseif

Elf = 1}tugs at your cage while secretly cursing that your wife locked you up. You try to **** your fingers in the gaps between the bars to minimal success as the tips graze your erection.{endif

} You notice Auria's eyes snap to your tiny pinprick while she stifles a laugh. Just then, her eyes roll back in her head, and you can see that she's finally managed to sink all the way down her stud's deliciously far-reaching taur dick as it bulges in her belly. Her body goes completely limp as the beast takes over, ruthlessly pounding into her and slapping his heavy cum sack against her with each thrust. Your wrist aches from how fast it whizzes down your beta dick just from watching a stallion take Auria into a different reality of pleasure. With no way to provide that yourself, you've had to resign to pumping your dick with what fingers you can manage to fit onto it. You don't have the endurance to last long, so you shoot ropes not long after they are just getting started on their rut.

Just as you bust your load onto the floor, a wave of shame overwhelms you. You have relied on the incentive your family has provided to make your way through this, but if they saw you now with your rapidly depleting erection in your hand, becoming a **** to more deserving cocks getting milked and you on the sidelines. Your wife deserves a dick as big as this one, and so do your daughters. Before you can ruminate on how inept you are, you scamper away from danger and trust that Auria will join you as soon as she's able to walk again.

{endif

}