Surprisingly, yes

You find yourself in a pitch-black room, sitting on a comfortable chair. In front of you, a man stands with his arms crossed, looking down at you from his tall stature. That man is your father, looking just like he did in your last nightmare... But this time he doesn't look angry, his expression is calm, you can notice the ghost of a smile under his ample mustache. "Hello, son." He softly says.

"D-dad?" You breathlessly exclaim at the sight of your dead father standing in front of you. He simply kneels over one knee, fondly placing his big hand over your shoulder.

"I'm proud of you. I'm proud of the man you became." He firmly speaks, you can feel your eyes getting watery. "Your sister has been through a lot... She loves you, she really does... I need you to be there for her." The grip on your shoulder gets stronger, your father moves his face closer, resting his forehead against yours. "Whatever you do, you will always be my boy. I love you."

Tears fall across your cheeks, you think you can see your father's eyes mimick yours... you never saw your dad cry... "Dad... I..."

"Don't go towards tha' light, laddy!"

...H-huh...? Who...

Opening your eyes, you can see a pretty, minogirl face looking down at you with a worried expression. "Thank the fecking gods ye are alive..." She breaths out in relief, wiping the sweat off her forehead. As you recover your senses, you notice that you are laying in what has to be Rhea's bed, comfortable and twice the size of your own. She must have dragged you here after you passed out. Another thing you notice immediately is how much your face hurts.

"...Do I still have a face?" You ask between grunts of pain, this seems to earn you a laugh out of the strong woman.

"Yeah, yeah, ya are still handsome, don' worry 'bout it." She grins. "...Look, uh..." Her expression slowly shifts into an embarrassed one. "I think ye really wasn't prepared for tha dodge practice after all. Sorry 'bout that."

"Don't worry about it." You calmly say, rubbing your sore jaw. It hurts, but the pain is slowly disappearing. "How long was I out?"

The girl's eyes move up in thought at your question, "About... fifteen minutes? I landed the punch and ye fell flat on ya back. I thought you were jokin' at first, it was a really soft punch... But when I realized ya wasn't jokin', I carried you here."

"Yeah, thanks for that." You smile, trying to stand up from the bed.

"Woah, woah. What are ye doin'?" She says, easily making you lay back in the mattress with a push of her hand on your chest. "Keep down there n' relax, ye are going to hurt yourself even more if ya move too quickly." She orders, acting like a mother hen.

"...I'm fine, Rhea; It doesn't hurt anymore, I swear." You say, a half-lie. It still hurts, but it hurts a lot less than it did before.

After another attempt of standing up abruptly stopped by the minotaur's hand, you defeatedly lay back on the bed with your arms crossed and an annoyed look on your face. This seems to amuse the 7 feet tall woman standing by your side, looking down at you with a smirk and giggling childishly. "Haha! Ye are adorable. Stop pouting, ye babey! ...I know what will make ya relax..." She purrs the last sentence, a sultry look on her face.

"Rhea...?" You confusedly say, she just keeps smirking, unclasping her leather black top and freeing those two ridiculously big tits, letting you see the pair of pink, inverted nipples that hide with them. "I've seen ye looking at these... Do you like them? I think me best attribute is me arse, but these are fine too..." Your mouth waters at the sight, your cock already growing rock-hard inside your pants.

"They are... woah..." You say, smiling in disbelief.

Rhea elegantly slides over the big mattress with you, crawling towards your legs and kneeling between them with an excited smile plastered on her face. "Let's see what kind o' sword ya have here..." She seductively says, grabbing the waistband of your pants and pulling them down.

Her eyes go wide and a surprised gasp escapes her lips as your hard piece of meat springs out. "Feck me... I wasn't expecting it to be this big... Are ya part minotaur or somethin'?" She flusteredly whispers, biting her lower lip and gently grabbing your cock with one of her strong hands, softly stroking you and lubing your shaft with your own pre-cum. You can just moan in pleasure and lay back contently on the bed as Rhea pampers you.

"Are ya ready, Theo?" She purrs, slowly wrapping her breasts around your hard cock. "Are ya ready to fuck me fat titties with this beautiful piece o' meat?"