Play nice

The animal heat of the beast washed over James as he cringed back into the corner. There was no way out unless...

James swallowed hard. Magic wasn't the only advantage his strange transformation had given him. Whatever else this creature might be he was still a man, male at least.

"Oh gosh, are you really a King?" James asked adopting an expression of breathless awe "what am I saying, of course you are. I should have seen it right away, you're so big and noble and, um, big!"

The bull man took half a step back caught off guard by James' sudden change in attitude.

"I'm sorry for being such a silly," James pressed his advantage stepping close enough to run his fingers across the creature's broad chest "you wouldn't really have hurt little old me would you, my lord?"

Peering up into the minotaur's eyes through his own fluttering lashes James allowed his full breasts to briefly press against it's bare skin. The beast snorts, hot air blowing James's hair back over his shoulders.

"No, no, of course not," the self styled king agreed with a rumbling laugh "I was just messing with you but I can't just let you walk out of here, not after you tried to zap me..."

"Oh please my lord, isn't there anything I can do to make it up to you?" James asked not having to fake the worried quaver in his voice, just how far was his captor willing to take this?

As if responding to both his spoken and unspoken question James felt something warm and smooth bumping against his thigh.

"Oh my!" James squeaked looking down to see the creature's hardening cock rising between the two of them.

"What do you say little witch?" the minotaur asked grabbing James's ass with one meaty hand "want to make me happy and be on your way or would you rather go back to wandering around in my labyrinth?"