Ty smiled at Dustin. "Oh, I think we can solve that. Why don't you call Krissi and ask her to come over?"
Dustin looked down at himself and his huge minotaur cock. "Like this? She'll freak!"
"Oh, maybe not," said Ty. "I think I'll call her right now."
Ty let his mind range out, thinking of where in the cosmos Krissi might be right now, and willing her to come here with all speed, and with whatever fantasy body she saw herself as.
After all, Dustin thought of himself as a minotaur, and Krissi played D&D with him. What fantasy did she get off on?
That was answered a minute later as the front door was smashed in and a huge eight-legged white horse charged into the living room. Ty raised his eyebrow. Kinky! Then he noted that the giant mutant horse was a stallion. Even kinkier!
But his thoughts of Dustin doing an eight-legged stallion fizzled as an eight-foot tall blond woman with breasts the size of watermelons and the spear and winged helmet of a character from a German opera strode into the room, her white-leather thigh-high bitch boots trimmed with silver and adorned with skulls. "I am Jotunhild, the Valkyrie!" she announced. "I fear no man. Who has summoned me here?"
"Krissi?" gasped minotaur Dustin.
She gaped at the huge minotaur, then recognized at least his ripped shorts. "Dustin?"
Dustin nodded, his huge cock starting to come to attention and her eyes began to grow wider. "Well, I said I feared no man, but thou art hung like Jormungandr!" She then lifted her metal skirt, revealing that Norse goddesses were as regimental as Scotsmen. "Make me a Valkyrie, troll-beast!"
Ty watched as Dustin and Krissi began to get it on, very heterosexually, but very kinkily, a minotaur fucking a giant porn-star Valkyrie right there in the middle of the living room.
Ty then hoped that Krissi's eight-legged stallion was gay, and reading it's mind, he found that it had formerly been her Schwinn bicycle and as such was bisexual, so close enough. Ty wished himself into a centaur to let the stallion service him as well....