You run your powerful hands over your new form. You feel the pleasurable weight of your new bull balls and the heft of your massive cock. Your huge muscular frame covered in short black fur is pleasing to your eyes as you look in the sliver mirror. Your golden horns are long, deadly and impressive and your golden eyes flash with inhuman power. A short bovine tail swishes from side to side as you test it and this makes your master chuckle. “Calves!” he exclaims in a velvety base voice and nuzzles at your neck passionately.
You turn to face your master and your deep voice rumbles out, “Master, what a wonderful gift you have bestowed upon me.”
Your Master smiles, “I felt you might see it that way. To some it is a price; to others a gift.” He says.
“What of life now, Master?” you ask.
“What of life, my young love? That is simple, you shall give me pleasure and I shall return it. We shall dine on the finest of plant and flesh and drink the best of wines. Leisure and pleasure shall be yours and you shall taste of my undying love for the rest of time.” The great bull man says.
“There will come a time when I will part from you and you shall become the master of this maze. It is why I chose to feed you ambrosia and nectar, for that which you ate were no mere grapes nor was the seeming wine made from them. Then I planted my virile seed deep within your body and brought you to the heights of ecstasy. Only by doing these three things may I bring about the birth of my immortal successor; great bull man fashioned from the frail mortal form to which he was born.” The Minotaur says with pride as he looks at you.
“But Master, you will not leave me soon, will you?” you say with the touch of fear in your heart.
“No my love, my son, I will not leave you soon. We have centuries, as your mortal world recons time, but some day I must. Fear not, for you will rule here supreme for centuries after I leave, then you too will find a mortal male to rear and you will rejoice as I did when I first saw you enter my realm, for you will make him into your very image, as I made you into mine, and you will love him as I love you. After a time, you will leave your successor all that is yours to leave and you will join me once again, as I go to join the one that made me.” The Minotaur says.
“But now, my bullock, you begin your life of service to me.” The Minotaur rumbles lustily, “I will teach you all the arts and all of the mysteries, but I will most especially enjoy instructing you in the arts of the bedchamber! Come now to my bedchamber for peaceful rest in my strong arms. When you awaken, I will begin your instruction in how best to please me.” He says, and takes your balls in his massive hand as he kisses you.