You breath was heavy with exhaustion, but still a horrid primal feeling swept over your messy body. You stammered towards the mighty Minotaur, with towered over your 5 foot frame. You stood limply, a strange tiredness tingling crawling over you body.
“Oh yeah. I can see it now. Your new body will definitely be a nightly one,” the Minotaur snarked, gripping his shouldered with his meaty hand. You attempted to reply, when a sudden pain jerked you forward. You collapsed onto the floor as your insides had begun to churn.
“Gah!” You moan, “what’s happening to me!?”
“You know what’s happening,” the Minotaur purred.
Slowly as the churning feeling swelled every crevice of your body, you blacked out.
Slowly, you lifted a pair of heavy eyelids. The fireplace in the dilapidated fireplace roared, with just the early dawn seeping through the only window in the Minotaur’s home. You stammered to feet, stumbling at an awful feeling jutting through your leg. Your body felt different somehow. Still dazed from sleep, you steered your body toward the stained, body length mirror. Your heart trembled at the changes influenced by the Minotaur. The fur coating your ballsack was grown, deadly spreading around your pelvis, practicing a Forrest coating a large amount of your frontal groin; it costed the inside of your thigh, and your legs had become measurably hairier. Already a trail of hair had crawled up toward your bellybutton. It was dark, thick and not at all human. You gasp, clasping you mouth, also seeing how your naked hard already begun to harden, as you tuned to you face. Running down you jaw as a fluffy trail of hair. You eye browse hard darkened, and thicker slightly.
You soon back and took steady breaths.
Whilst you still by no stretch of the word tall, you were certainly taller if only slightly. What was clearer was a slight thickening in your form. It was muscle, obviously. Nothing amazing, but it was there and definitely larger than it was last night.
“Oh when will this end!?” You cry