Your pace increased as your wondered this new location, apparently transported to the Mythical Past! This went against everything you believed it, but it had happened and was certainly responsible for the countless disappearances in your area. Taking it all in, you stopped for a moment and admired the forest which was far lighter and almost magical in its atmosphere. All the formerly ruined statues and plinths had been restored to a pearly white glow and it was a perfect summers day. You tug at your sweaty shirt, rubbing your tired head and shrugged. Despite this miraculous situation, you needed to get out of here.
As you began to turn a brief glimpse of something in the corner of your eye made you freeze. It was large and muscular, naked except for a stained loin cloth, with dark skin covered in shaggy, black fur. It's body was so thick and large that it made you feel faint, and you almost did when you looked up from its massive, veiny legs towards its stern, bovine face with two pointed horns.
"Hmm yes...This'll do..." It said, in a boulder-like voice.
Before you could register any more, it charged you and then swatted at you with minimal effort, sending you crashing to the floor. You blacked out before you hit the floor.
***
You mouth was dry as you awoke, your head aching where you were...well, hit would be inaccurate...dismissed maybe? You stirred, trying to force your eyes to adjust but a firm, leathery and hairy hand moved you back down. You could see the shadow of something large above you reaching for you mouth, a bowl of water? You drank it and, feeling refreshed, sat up. You were in a campsite, with one tent made from cloth and animal hide, with a roaring fireplace a little way Infront of you. You could feel the heat of it across your body. Your body.
You looked down at yourself and found you were naked. Your bare, scrawny self was exposed to the elements with no modesty to be seen. You moved to cover yourself but stopped in fear at the tall, bovine man before you. It was a Minotaur, and he had captured you. You blushed immediately when you saw the stained loincloth in one hand, his dick in his other.
"Hmm...Just filled this with a fresh load." He tossed the loincloth at you, and you felt an incredible urge to crawl and crawl away as it landed beside you. "Put it on."
You blinked.
"What? No I'm not putting on your sweaty, cum stained -"
"Put it on. Or you're gonna wonder how life with broken legs feels. It wont feel anywhere as good as wearing that loincloth."
You were shaking. Standing to your feet, you tried to rationalize the positive side of this and were quickly failing. Maybe, at least you wont be naked? Hell, naked would be better than this.
Tying it around your groin to stoop there waiting. The minotaur just looked at you, grinning a broad, and incredibly jock-like grin. As you waited for seemingly nothing, under the setting sun and a warm summer breeze, a sensation stuck you. It was a seeping sensation from around your groin...something stick oozing into your skin...