As a minotaur fuelled by testosterone, you realise that you want more. You want to
dominate with your pronounced maleness. That bull over there seems like a good choice.
You walk over with a clip-clop of your hooves and caress the muscular, ample backside of
the snorting beast. Realising what you want, the thick red penis begins to come out of its
sheath. It doesn't take long. Little by little, the bull's member begins to expand until it is
nearly touching the floor. You marvel at how big the male can get.
It is all too much. You squat down onto the floor and take the gargantuan maleness in
your mouth, and begin to suck and tease with your tongue. The bull makes mooing noises
as it succumbs to the pleasure, and tries to step back and mount you. Instead, you mount
it.
WIth your gigantic muscles you restrain the beast as it bellows with each thrust of your
large, deeply veined cock. It isn't long before you are both at a climax and drawing litres
of semen over the floor. You grin as you realise that the other minotaur has been
watching.
You want some of him now. Thrusting, grunting and moaning, you wrestle the heavily
muscled minotaur for the dominant spot. Now it is your turn to ram him. Grunting with
pleasure, you reach across with your tongue and begin to take his maleness into your
mouth as you put yours into him.
As you pump and moan and thrust, you begin to grow. You become taller and bulkier, and
your horns begin to get larger and larger. Your already iron-strong muscles begin to
engorge, and veins stand up as your biceps push against the other minotaur's neck. Your
member also feels the changes, beginning to get longer and thicker while you groan and
thrust at your master.
You sense he can feel your changes too, and he shouts in a deep, gruff voice for more.
You sense that as long as he wants more, you can give him more.
Your rock hard abdominal muscles bulge and define as you struggle to dominate him...