You chest heaved and trembled as your heaver body collapsed onto knee. Your body was cut, thick and muscular to a scale that was only vaguely human. No doubt no you'd tower over every man you'd known, even the biggest guys around. You drooled at that thought, of large and tall men, as well as the women you'd used to yearn for. Anything was worth your time, if it gave the flesh the right stimulation. You smacked your lips, suddenly hungry for something that only another human could satisfy.
A curiosity took hold of your instincts. You moved across the grassy patch you'd stained with your sweat and spunk and moved towards a nearby river. You gazed into it, bewildered by your expression. Yes, you were huge. That was obvious by the power you felt in every actions, or by simply wrapping your arms around your heavy, shaggy form. Your comparison to the Greek statues of old was still true, but you were far massive than those figures. No doubt those mere human artists had only smaller humans to module. Human? You were human right? The sudden concern seemed to wain as a rekindled excitement about your body ignited something new inside you. Yes, it was the body of a Greek god, but it was far harrier than any human. It was thick too, especially around the chest, groin and arms and legs. You would have frowned, not used to such a sensation nor this kind of appearance that was drifted further away from human. You stared at your larger horns and while initially shocked, felt suddenly pleased with what you were seeing on a overly masculine face. To see yourself like this! You flexed your hairy biceps and watched them balloon!
The sensation made your groin fizz with excitement yet again! You sat yourself down, reveling in the free pleasures of flesh not caring of the changes it would cause, nor the full implications of whatever the Minotaur had done to you. Then a smell, just under the stank of you own body, caught your attention.
You sadly stopped pleasuring yourself and instead sniffed the air. A lovely smell that you suddenly knew and recognized in yourself, albeit under the new and growing smell of a bovine like creature.
It was a human. You leapt up onto your feet and raced forward towards the smell. Bounding and leaping you crashed into a clearing startling a human.
He was small, tired and thin like you once were. He was also naked, his clothing no doubt removed by other denizens of the forest. But he escaped, the little bugger. And perhaps he was yours...