Minotaur

The changes began to take hold quickly. First, shortly after taking root your horns grew quite a bit larger than Moona's, and eclipsed Virise's. You felt them rooting even deeper as well, until they were fully a part of your skull. Something stopped you from really stopping to think about the tendrils inside and what they were doing to you brain; your body.

“What's going on?” Yours did not deserve to be the longest. You beat the two girls by chance, not skill.

Virise's arms were crossed under her breasts in an attempt to support them. She glared at you. “What? You were always Master's favorite. You had first choice in materials for cultivation, even though you started after most of us. Your Aura and Soma shot ahead. I assume that is what the horns are absorbing to keep your sanity and mine in tact.”

“Speaking of...” You breathed, bending your back uncomfortably to try to take a bit of the weight off.

“Apparently this gets easier, according to Moona.” You muttered before finishing your thought.

“You see awfully upset, still. Shouldn't you be trying to do something about your predicament instead of complaining, if you dislike it so much?”

Virise exhaled sharply through her nose. “I can not.”

“You can't?”

“This will of course come as a shock to the girl that willingly gave herself over to the parasite, but we do not have a choice. It has been robbed of us. Instinct has already begun to take over and all this 'intelligence' it is doing for me is keeping me so painfully aware of the fact that we are lost.”

You began to feel bad. “I'm really sorry, Virise. You guys just left me with ****.”

“You DID have a choice, Eve. You could have chosen us over them.” She seemed saddened.

“We... We weren't just students together. Under the Great Master we were all like siblings.” Virise gripped her head hard and pulled uselessly at her horns. She had neither the strength nor will to uproot them.

“The thought that when this change takes hold I'll use what power I have against them if they show up...” She shudders.

“It's awful...”

You looked at Virise sympathetically. She crumpled down, much like Lyla, fetal in the corner. A thought that may have been yours, but did not quite feel familiar enough in voice to be yours, thought.

'My siblings, if they are that, would be better of as members of the herd. To let them feel this happiness would be better mercy than what they would treat us to...' You blinked and shook your head, holding it as you wondered what happened.

“You hear it to?” Virise looked up.

“What?” You asked.

Lyla rocked back and forth. “Voice... My voice.” Her horn had grown to an impressive length, but it was still just one.

Virise breathed. “Tendrils around your brain.. Are your thoughts your own? My mind tells me yes convincingly. Whispers in my own tone delight at what I am becoming. Soothing music to calm my rage and rebellion.” A small smile crawls upon her lips in response to an unheard thought.

“I am... Happy.” Virise looks down, swaying slightly side to side. She seems lost in thought. It scares even you.

“Is that voice-” You turned, startled to see Moona behind you, tall and imposing as a Matriarch for as long as you are still transforming, at the very least.

“The voice is your own. Don't let her fool you. If you're feeling doubt at least be silent and listen to the music.” She closed her eyes. You heard a subtle bellow resonate through you, as if it was coming from far away. Like a Cow's moan it carried low and long. As you closed your eyes and listened, Moona ushered you away.

“Don't let them corrupt you. You're the most promising one here.”

“Why do you say that?” You observed Moona's immaculate form. Hooves, a long swinging tail with a tassel and cute ears. Her back was bent in an arc rather comfortably, in comparison to yours. Her posture looked comfortable to hold her heavy breasts. She was far taller than the girl that had been picked up and transported days ago.

“You're getting nervous. I didn't have the awareness you did until I woke up. Let me tell you from experience, it's way easier if you stop thinking about it happening and just... let it happen.” She shrugged.

“Let it happen...” You repeated. She brought you further away.

“Find something to rest your tits on, close your eyes and let it happen.” You were urged into a bent over position, resting your growing chest on a ledge. You closed your eyes, breathed slowly and let the gentle, bellowing song lure you to sleep.

-

The first thing you felt upon waking up was your tail being tugged. You turned quickly before even becoming aware of the self you had grown into to see Virise standing a bit shorter than you. She stared up at you with big, green rebellious eyes. This was despite the fact that her pointed ears had rolled into a bovine shape. Her feet were gone, replaced by a set of hooves that she stood on without issue. Before you could admire them and wonder how it felt to stand on something so foreign with so little effort, you lifted yours and realized that it really took no thought at all to stand on the cloven hooves that the transformation had given you. In fact, you barely felt standing at all, even though you had essentially fallen asleep standing up. You were normally not very athletic, but as you remained standing you felt as if you were in a body that no longer knew exhaustion. It took you rubbing your eyes before your tail whipped from Virise's hand and you realized that you had a tail.

“What?”

“It's Lyla.”

“What about Lyla?”

“One of our men has taken an interest in her.”

You smiled and wondered out loud. “What's wrong with that?” The odd voice that was not quite yours spoke aloud now, and had more or less become the one you spoke with. You were surprised and tried clearing your throat, but the voice remained yours no matter how much you tried to test it.

Virise looked at you blankly. Her mouth opened and closed a few times as confusion washed over her.

“I... Do not know.”

you patted her on the shoulder. “Thanks for telling me.” You stretched out. Your breasts had grown another, maybe two, sizes and no longer felt like an issue to carry. What did feel like an issue was the fullness it felt like they carried with them. You exhaled slowly and cupped them curiously. You caught Virise staring intently up at you.

“What?”

“Very strong and tall and... Beautiful.” She admitted out loud. You could tell by the way she just spoke her thoughts that the voice in her head had also become her own.

You closed your eyes and tried to think something. “Blah. Hoh... What's going on?”

Virise held her head. “I can not think, either. W-well... I 'can', it is just all out in the open. The only thing in my head that is private to me is that damn music...”

You nodded. “True. Do you feel any different, Virise?”

“Yes. I feel like I'm insane. My body aches for a man. I mean... What?” She blushed deeply.

You shuddered. She was right. Yours did as well. You returned to the camp proper and observed one of the Minotaurs picking her up and sniffing her. He let her down.

“What's wrong?”

Moona stepped forward. “Listen for yourself. You're one of us now.”

You could hear his bellows, and somehow to you those simplistic, animal-like tones began to make sense.

“Half done...” He stated.

“Can't bear young. No use.” The man grunted, letting her down crudely.

“I think they want to dispose of her.” Moona said.

You stepped forward. “Stop that!”

The Male, who you recognized to be the one that sniffed you the other day, leaned back and looked at you carefully.

“You are a capable, wise Mother. You should agree. This one can't produce, only consume. Return the body to the dirt.”

“How do you know I'm a capable and wise mother?” You asked.

He was confused by the question, thinking it obvious. “You just are. Now answer.”

You furrowed your brow. Virise slid up beside you. “Disgusting, handsome, stupid males... One track mind.” He snorted at her insults. He looked distracted by her and let Lyla go, much to your relief. From beneath his loincloth his cock became rock hard, curving up to poke upward at her.

“V-virile, strong, idiot.” She muttered, wiping saliva from her mouth.

“Say more. It's amusing.” The male bellowed at her.

“Big- big big...” It was the oddest sight. As Virise spouted insults and her face flashed defiance, her head seemed to be spinning. The Minotaur touched her shoulder to turn her around. It would have been hard if she was even mildly resistant, but the girl might as well have been on wheels with how easily she came around.

“Mindless...” He pushed down on her back and bent her over easily. His huge form bent over hers. One of his massive arms curled under her belly.

“Braindead, Muscular...”

“I like this Wise one's crude words, and honest body. Imprint this one.” He pushed his hips forward. Her folds opened for his cock, allowing it inside so smoothly and easily that it seemed like his cock and her cunt were made for one-another.

“What's that?” You asked.

Moona leaned over. “From what I understood as a 'wise one', as they call it, the normal girls are pretty open because they're passive. Easy. We're smart, but we're still Cows... No matter how smart or great we are, we can't go thinking we're greater than the Herd. Than it's men.” You watched, rapt as he buried the full length of his member inside of her and just left it there.

Virise moaned. “M-my insides are twisting...”

“What's-”

“Her sensitivity, her shape. It's all being formed around his cock. Permanently. It's becoming a key. The only thing that can make her feel good.”

“A key to-”

“Her new G-spot. Her womb. The orgasm from mine's seed taking in my belly was sooo good.” Moona licked her lips.”

“N-no...” Virise groaned in protest, only to be pushed into the ground with her ass up. He rutted into her.

“See, no matter how strong or smart we think we are, our bodies belong to the Herd. Her imprinting ensured that.” As Moona explained he rutted one last time in Virise and came inside. She seems to almost pass out from ecstasy as her womb was pumped into.

You gulped. “S-so I wont be able to go against the men in the Herd if that happens to me?”

“It's not as bad as it sounds, and not really...”

You felt hot breath on your neck. You shuddered and did not turn around. You felt yourself being guided back gently, a monument-like member rising between your thighs. It slid between your folds abruptly, before you even had time to think. Your wrists were held back as it sheathed in you. You cringed, feeling your insides twist and tighten around the cock. It was like you were being shaped to fit only him. As his tip poked your cervix you felt a tingle and shuddered. Your mind almost went blank as he pulled free and pushed back in. With your sex shaped to his, any movement to fill your 'lock' was incredible.

“I-I had ideas.” You muttered weakly.

“I know and they'll listen, but our men need to be able to tell us when we're wrong, too. They need to know we love them and care for the Herd.”

“I-I'm being imprinted!” You gasped.

“I wont be able to say no?”

“No. You wont want to.”

It seemed so unfair until he gave you one last thrust, then stopped. His throbbing length locked into your cunt and pushed far, far too much seed into your womb. So much that it started to stretch the walls. It was not unpleasant, in fact it was mindbogglingly good. Your entire being began to twist around that sensation that would only come at inception. The cycle formed in your mind. You carry, you birth, you fuck, you carry. It was perfect. Your thoughts surfaced through your voice out loud.

“Worship... Breed... Protect...” You were still a wise one, but your mind was far better suited to acting for the Herd. Change was not within the design. The cycle would have to continue. Your strength and guidance would make the cycle quicker. More effective. But yours was not to change it, no.

“For the Herd...” You Mooed.

“For the Herd...” Virise mooed dreamily.

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