Derrick now the "new" Bull followed the other Bull back through the tunnel. As he plodded behind him his thoughts remained in a hazy white fog, still reeling from the intense pleasure he had experienced mating with the cow. He could now feel the thoughts and emotions of all the other Bulls, it was as if he was now one with the herd. He could still think and act as one but with the sense his other brothers could see and feel what he felt. Deep in thought he almost walked right into the back of the other minotaur who had stopped to open the door of their room.
As there entered he found the room greatly changed. No longer a simple and barren place, it had been transformed into a palace of luxury. The floor gleaming in black granite tile, the ceiling etched with beautiful enlays of terra cotta and exoctic woods. The walls were covered in heavy draperies in colors of reds and maroons with a pattern of minotaur horns highlighted in gold. As he scanned the room he saw spectacular life size statues of minotaurs in shiny white alabaster showing off there magnificent bodies, bull cocks standing erect in all their bovine glory. Gone too were the rudimentary facilities, replaced with fixtures fit for a king. Off to his left was a large pool big enough to fit a herd of minotaurs, it's clear blue water bubbling as strands of warm steam wafted from its surface. Beyond the pool he spied the bathroom, no longer a hole in the floor it sported a huge toilet wrapped in gold, white marble countertops with veins of black running through it, next to it a massive tiled walk in shower sprouting multiple heads from the walls and ceiling. Directly in front of him and across the room was a large opening flanked by columns, beyond that a terrace showing a panoramic view of the island and the sea beyond. As he turned his head to the right he was surprised to see the biggest bed he had ever seen, it's size was beyond huge, big enough to accommodate a half dozen humans at best. The bed was covered in the finest silks and cottons with multitude of pillows in various designs and colors. All of these changes bathed in a warm golden glow provided by the many oil lit lamps.
His head reeling with the changes to the room Derrick felt a hand upon his shoulder, he turned to see the other minotaur and with a smile on his face using his other hand to pull him further into the room. In a deep warm bassest voice Bull said "Well I can see housekeeping was in while we were out". Derrick was taken aback by what the other bull said. "You! what the, I thought, that you all couldn't", "That we couldn't speak" said the bull, of course we can speak, what did you think we were nothing but a bunch of dumb animals? I know we have to stay in character when working around the guests but I can guarantee you we are by no mean base mindless creatures". By now Derrick's head was splitting open with a rush of thoughts, feelings and emotions. He had just heard a mythical creature speak to him like any other human being, how was this possible, he was led to believe that all the bulls at the resort were nothing but stupid ignorant beasts, but now here in what used to be a crude cave of a room transformed into a lavash abode he was being spoken to in such a matter a fact manner.
"Hey now, I'm know you must have a million questions, why don't you sit on the bed, I'll get us some refreshments and I'll explain everything to you in detail". Derrick still light headed from all that had transpired shakily moved to the edge of the bed and sat down, the mattress felt firm but comfortable, the feel of the cotton sheets felt smooth against his furried hand. As Bull busied himself with getting them something to eat and drink Derrick took the time to really take in his surroundings. How was it possible for these changes to be made in such a short time, was it really the same room, it didn't seem possible. "Of course!" he thought, the resort did cater to the desires of its guests, up to a few hours ago he didn't think Minotaurs were real much less being transformed into one, changing a room had to simple, could it be some type of mind control or better yet, magic?. Derrick was roused from his thoughts by the clearing of a throat, Bull had returned with the promised refreshments. Holding a large silver serving tray piled high with cakes, breads, spreads and other sundries along with a dark red pitcher and matching goblets. "I hope you're hungry, with all the "activities" you indulged in today I'm sure you will want to replenish that body of yours, along with you're transformation you burned a large amount of calories, I wouldn't want you to pass out or worse get sick, I know you must be famashed". He put the platter on the bed next to him, turned and walked over to a small table, picking it up and returning, setting it in down in front of him. Bull picked up the platter and set it on the table, he then retrieved a chair and sat down in front of Derrick. "Why don't you eat, I'll pour us some wine and I will explain everything to you and after that answer all the questions you might have", as Bull filled their goblets with wine he began to talk.