Derrick felt more than a little self-conscious when he saw even the teenage bulls - they were massive in all regards. And while they looked at him curiously, none of the other minotaurs showed the friendliness of the young ones. He started to sit down with them, but then realized they were staring at him expectantly. His clothing. Well, he was the only one dressed here, which made him stand out even more. Slipping out of everything, he dropped the clothing in a pile off tot eh side and sat down in the circle.
The game was easy, if more physical than he expected. A rock was passed around the circle to a series of grunting sounds that must be words. After a fixed number of sounds, the group gave a bellow and whoever had the rock moved to the center. The rock was passed around again until another participant ended up in the center, but then they two there had to wrestle. The winner stayed in the middle, and the loser rejoined the outer ring.
Derrick ended up in the circle after three passes, and found himself wrestling with a young calf. Despite being taller, it was close because the calf was thicker and stronger. Derrick won, and the next challenge came from a heifer who seemed oddly larger than the calf. This time he barely won, and the third challenge he was easily bested by a calf who was his size. As Derrick returned to the outer ring, he noticed that all of the minotaurs were his size. But he had been bigger! That was when he realized a lot more was different than his size. he had gotten into the game so completely that slow but steady alterations to his body had gone unnoticed.
Dark hair covered a body that was thicker and shorter - not yet fur, but not far from it. And his face was protruding forward in a partial snout. An even bigger surprise came from lower down, where a wide bulge nestled between deep animal-like thighs. It was curiously divided, and after a minute he realized it was a cross between the calves' sheathed penis and a heifer's udder. He got selected for another round of wrestling with a calf, which lasted a lot longer even though the calf easily bested him. It was just more fun having so much physical contact.
When Derrick returned to the outer ring, he found he was much more like the minotaurs around him - especially the females. He felt the small udder that now hung between his legs, amazed at the sensations. Curious, he stood up and felt his rump, discovering the small opening under his anus. He was almost a girl minotaur! A heifer! Before he could quite process that, he was selected again and found himself back with the larger male. This time the wrestling lasted a very long time, and while there was no sexual feeling, Derrick found herself very attracted to the calf pressed against her. This ended the game and the others went off. The calf helped her stand and looked her over. Then he turned and walked off. Derrick felt a need to follow, and shuffled along behind. They ended up in a corner where a large minotaur cow stroked the calf's head and then looked Derrick over. After a minute she snorted and nodded, then leaned back to offer her swollen udder. The calf immediately found a teat and started to nurse. Derrick was very tempted, especially since her calf had brought her here. Her calf? That was odd - Derrick actually through of herself more as his heifer. There was a bond between them that had formed with all of the physical contact and transformation. It was already recognizable, and Derrick sensed that the bond could easily grow to a point that leaving the male, or displeasing him, would be impossible. He/she was becoming a future mate!