Some weeks later, you and Sam finger your individual, twin cloaking medallions, and gaze at each other in your human guises, smiling widely. The two of you are lying on the white sands of a tiny island, somewhere in the Caribbean – just large enough to support a few palm trees. Bowl in hand, you reach over and dangle a strawberry over Sam’s lips. With her mouth, she takes it, managing to spare your fingers.
“Mmm. And this was the daydream you wanted to share with me, that moment we first met?” Sam asks you.
“It was,” you confirm. “Glad you approve of it.”
Grinning, Sam snatches the bowl from your hand, scoffs another piece of fruit – then rolls over and playfully holds you down, before popping a strawberry into your mouth. You eat it with your fangs, and sigh contently. You and Sam glance at the remains of the picnic around you. In the background the tide roars with a smoothing rhythm. The sun is warm, but your minotaur hides prevent you from getting sunburnt, and the peaceful isolation of the place is simply bliss.
Sam gets up and refills the two empty glasses with rose wine. You clink your glass against hers.
“Happy birthday, Sam.” You smile.
She beams back. “Happy birthday too, darling!”
After you both finish your drinks. Sam checks her watch. “Another hour to go before Thaddeus opens the portal to take us back from here,” she declares.
You nod. Your world is now perfect – as is Sam’s. After Thaddeus was able to give Samantha her own cloaking medallion, she has spent most of her time as your live-in girlfriend, helping in your on-line work. Now and then you both get out into the wider world in the guise of your previous, human identities. The two of you especially like to hike in the wilderness and be as one with nature. To smell the flowers, and eat only a few. Behind closed doors and blinds, however, Sam and you share quality time, with the medallions put to one side. And, in arrangement with Thaddeus and Yvonne, you and Sam take up your minotaur guardian duties in the labyrinth – whilst the other couple spend time at Yvonne’s place. For her part, Yvonne has agreed not to share what she has learnt with anyone else. Her own academic research is staying private. Especially after the ceremony in the labyrinth a few days ago, when you and Sam – having learnt the necessary ancient Greek incantation – helped Thaddeus to transform the willing Yvonne into a new, black-furred, and proud, minotauress. Now Thaddeus and Yvonne are adapting to being a happy couple who look after - and love - each other. Yvonne, too, has a medallion to disguise herself when she needs to travel in the human world.
Oh, and true to his word, Thaddeus was able to find a way to restore you and Sam to your human lives, not long after the deaths of the Red Devils. But by then, the two of you were perfectly happy to remain minotaurs – and use the medallions to assume your previous identities when necessary. After all, in your half-bovine forms you and Sam (and Yvonne now) are fitter, stronger, more confident, more sensuous, and filled with a sense of purpose – whilst still retaining your human intelligence and characteristics. And now that the four of you are kindred, Thaddeus has promised to show each of you, in turn, the many worlds connected to yours by the portals. You look forward to seeing other mythical and magical creatures such as yourselves – as well as the prospect of exploring new realms together with Sam by your side.
“An hour left,” you echo Sam’s words. “What do you want to do?”
She comes over to you and begins to unbutton your leather jerkin. “Let’s make love, Miles,” she implores you.
“Gladly, my sweetheart.” Nuzzling Sam, you unbutton her own jerkin, to reveal her slender breasts. Sam is no cow – she has no udder – but her physique, whilst undoubtedly that of a minotaur, is still feminine enough to excite you. As you both remove your medallions and ease yourselves upon the sand, Sam strokes your impressive male hood until you are ready for her, and then she guides you inside her vagina. Soon, she is matching your loving caresses and eager thrusts with her own as you kiss and touch tongues. Not too soon, you climax together, bellowing with joy.
Some time later, you rest in the shadow of a palm tree, holding each other tenderly. You both know you are now a passionate, devoted couple. Life mates. Sam and you could not be happier.
“You are a fine bull of a man, Miles.” Sam grins at you.
“And you’re a perfect minotauress of a lady,” you smirk back. “Fancy a swim?”
Sam agrees. After some minutes in the sea, splashing each other and laughing, the two of you come ashore to dry off, redress, and clear up your picnic items. The portal blazes into sight as a glowing white rectangular frame. Stepping through it, Sam and you are teleported back to the labyrinth – to be with Thaddeus and Yvonne once more.