"I'm not afraid of anything!" the huge Minotaur rumbled, "but before the night is through, I'll force you to milk my cock!"
"Let's take this to your room, then," Brian proposed, all cockiness and swagger, "and see what happens."
The Minotaur grinned wickedly, "I'm in a room out back."
The huge creature turned, and strode through the back door, out into the yard behind the tavern. "Where the hell are you going, the stables?" Brian teased.
"Puny human rooms are too small for me," the Minotaur replied, proudly, "every time I find a nice elf to fuck, I break the bed."
Inwardly, Brian grinned. This minotaur would be quite a challenge - with commensurate rewards.
They arrived at a large stone hut, toward the back of the Tavern's property. The Minotaur took out a large key, unlocked the door, and opened it. "After you, elf," he leered.
Brian strode in and took his shirt off, unwilling to show hesitation to this brute. Inside, the hut was roomy - about twenty feet to a side. It also had an oversized chair, a sturdy table, and a large pile of blankets in one corner - obviously the "bed".
Brian heard the door close, and turned to see the Minotaur lifting a huge plank of wood into place, barring the door. The bull-man's arms and back bulged impressively, as he maneuvered the heavy bar into place. The Minotaur turned to Brian, "Now I won't be disturbed when I take you down!"
"Come on, you big sissy cow," Brian taunted, sticking out his well-muscled chest, "let's see what those horns are compensating for!"
Enraged, the Minotaur leapt at Brian, trying to tackle him. Despite his bulk, Brian still had a great deal of elven nimbleness about him, and managed to dodge the Minotaur's charge, if just barely. Brian then spun around, and leapt onto the Minotaur, grabbing its arms, and trying to wrestle it to the ground. The huge monster thrashed wildly, and managed to shake Brian off. "Not bad," he panted, "for an elf."
"You'll see what this elf can do, before the night is through," Brian promised, as he flung himself at the Minotaur.
Brian was strong and agile, but the Minotaur was much bigger, and much stronger. With a half-turn, he dodged the attack, and then flung Brian against the wall. "Oof," Brian gasped, as he hit the wall and then the floor.
The minotaur strode over to the corner where Brian was standing up, "Not so clever now, are you?" He rushed forward, and grappled Brian before the elf could bolt. They struggled, each using all his strength and skill try to gain the upper hand. Brian fought like the cornered animal that he was, but to no avail - the Minotaur was taller, his muscles bigger and stronger. Finally, Brian was pinned.
"I think it's about time you milked me, stupid elf," the Minotaur announced, his voice swollen with triumph, "Normally, I'd make your big mouth suck me off, but you're a special case. I want to hear you scream, elf. And I want you to tell me you love it!"
The Minotaur roughly rolled Brian over, while maintaining the pin. In fact, Brian had stopped fighting, eager to put the next part of his plan into action; but the Minotaur simply assumed that Brian was waiting for an opportunity.
“Now I’m going to fuck you, little elf,” the brutish creature promised, as he ripped off Brian’s pants, “and you’re going to learn what happens when you don’t take a minotaur seriously!” The Minotaur then pulled off his own loincloth, and placed his huge cock at the entrance to Brian’s muscular ass.
“Bexoijksr,” Brian whispered, as he felt the Minotaur’s huge cockhead enter him.
“What was that?” the Minotaur inquired, a smirk on his face as he began driving himself in.
“Nothing,” Brian replied.
“Ha!” the Minotaur laughed, “You were probably begging one of your wimpy elf gods to help you! Well, after I’m done with you, you’ll probably need divine intervention just to stand up!” For emphasis, he drove himself deeper into Brian, enjoying the strange warmth of the muscular elf’s ass. Suddenly, the Minotaur was roaring with the ecstasy of release, as he shot his seed up Brian’s battered ass. “That was quick…” the behemoth began…
…then he felt a strange weakness come over him. His dick shrank, and he pulled out, confused – this had never happened to him before. He caught sight of Brian. The elf was grinning ear-to-ear, stroking his cock and rubbing his own pecs. The Minotaur was impressed – the elf hadn’t seemed so impressively endowed earlier, when they were fighting. He felt strangely tired, and drained…
…shock blossomed in the Minotaur’s mind. He was weaker! And his dick was much smaller than usual! The elf was crawling towards him now. “What’s going on?” the Minotaur asked, utterly befuddled.
“I’m going to milk you some more, cow,” Brian answered, all cocky arrogance once again.
“Wha-?” The Minotaur’s question was cut short, as Brian began rubbing his cock, bringing it to hardness once again. “Wait,” the Minotaur began, but Brian paid no heed. Rather, the powerful elf positioned himself above the Minotaur’s cock, and then slowly sat on it.
Confused, the Minotaur simply sat back, as that familiar warmth engulfed his cock, and sent electric charges into him. Wait. The elf was growing?
“NO!” the Minotaur roared, suddenly understanding what was afoot, “Get off!” But he had shrunk considerably, and Brian had achieved truly freakish proportions, his muscles huge and hard, his cock similarly impressive. The huge elf easily held the Minotaur in place, as he sucked the power right out of him. The Minotaur came, and felt his strength fade, as Brian swelled larger and larger, a musclegod among elves.
Finally, it ended. The Minotaur had been reduced to a short, spindly example of his kind, no larger than the average human. His cock was now so small, it looked like it belonged on a gnome. Brian arose, tall, muscular, and powerful, his huge cock hard and thick. “What a good cow you were,” he laughed, “very nutritious milk indeed!” He put on the Minotaur’s loincloth – it barely covered his immense phallus. Brian turned, walked to the door, removed the heavy bar without effort, and strode out, huge, hung, and utterly naked but for the strip of cloth hanging off his waist.