“Here, so that you can get a better look at yourself,” the genie said. She snapped her fingers. A full-length mirror appeared in front of Daniel. Daniel gaped.
His head now looked like a bull’s, complete with massive horns and a brass nose ring. He was covered in short, black fur from head to toe. Though he didn’t have toes anymore. His feet had been replaced with hooves. Thankfully, his hands were still the same, though covered in fur like the rest of him. He had a long tail that ended in a tuft and an incredibly broad and muscular chest. All of him was muscular, actually. And all of him was big. Much bigger than before.
Most astonishing, and maybe even exciting, was the fact that Daniel’s member was huge. So big that the loincloth Daniel now wore covering it was the size of a pillowcase.
“Mm, yes, I did excellent work,” the genie said, nodding approvingly at Daniel. “You might be the best minotaur I’ve made yet!”
“Why?” Daniel asked.
“Why did I make you a minotaur? Because minotaurs are the best at sex!”
“That just raises more questions,” Daniel said.
“Fine, I’ll spell it out for you. I needed you to be a minotaur so that you could pleasure…”