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Chronivac Version 4.0

Monstrous Minotaur

added by Rawshock 9 years ago A AP BM S O

A minotaur? Jeff, having expected to be some sort of humanoid adventurer, was surprised, intrigued, and conflicted. Minotaurs were big, strong, and powerful, all things that Jeff wasn't, but wanted to be. On the other hand, minotaurs were usually evil, bestial monsters. Did he want to be that too? But before he could decide or think about it any further, the computer vanished and he was suddenly standing in a dark place, too dark for him to see exactly where he was.

Jeff was about to find out just how big, strong, and powerful a minotaur could be. He first felt a tingling sensation across his whole body, and then a surge of testosterone as his body swelled up, growing out massively in every direction. There was a feeling of exhilaration as he shot up in height to become taller by far than any human. His muscles exploded, pecs, abs, biceps, triceps, and more all thickening, hardening, and ballooning to equally inhuman proportions. His clothes were ripped to shreds because of his massive growth, and disintegrated into nothing as they fell off his changing body, leaving the minotaur-in-progress naked. His shoulders broadened and his build changed completely to leave him impossibly bulky. Jeff could feel how string he was. At the same time, he seemed to be getting older, more mature, as his skin got tougher, his body hair grew all over and got thicker, his manhood grew and got bigger, and his facial features shifted and changed. Actually, it was all more than just that. His skin got so tough, and thick and hard, that it had become a leathery hide, and it rapidly got darker until it was black. He wasn't just growing body hair but actual fur--the thick, shaggy, black fur of a bull. His dick lengthened and balls swelled to sizes that were, like the rest of him, bigger than human, and darkened to a black shade to match the rest of him.

But Jeff's face, and head, changed the most. His nostrils flared as his nose and mouth pushed out into a bovine muzzle. His skull changed shape and became bigger and thicker even as it deflated and got flatter and his brow sank heavier. His dull brown hair grew out, darkened, and spread down his face to become the same shaggy black fur that covered the rest of him. His eyes became those of a bull and moved toward the side of his head. His ears went floppy and moved to the top of his head. His teeth sharpened into carnivorous points. Finally, two bony nubs began pushing out of the top of his skull, and then grew out to become big, long, thick, curved, wickedly sharp bovine horns. The last touches of the transformation started to kick in. The thick, meaty fingers at the end of Jeff's massively muscular arms merged so that he had three fingers on each hand instead of five--three fingers that were even thicker and meatier than before, tipped with thick black nails. His toes merged even more drastically to become huge cloven hooves and his legs snapped and reformed into the shape of a bull's legs. A tufted tail pushed out from the base of his spine.

With the changes seeming to be done, Jeff finally had a chance to examine and admire his huge new body. He ignored the creeping sense of confusion and instead focused on how good he felt. He felt massive, powerful and strong, incredibly manly, and he could hear and smell much better and see all around him. He began to think how good this could be, but then reality seemed to ripple suddenly and it became much harder to think. A thick fog descended on his mind as his fur became dirty and matted and he started giving off a bovine stench. His mind was getting thicker like the rest of him. His eyes dulled. It felt as though his horns had pierced his brain as they grew in and now his human intelligence was rapidly leaking out. Or like his brain was too small now to contain his human mind. Memories, education, emotion, things that increasingly confused him now, faded away and slipped beyond his comprehension as he became a dumb beast. There was no room in his head for anything complicated. Human thoughts became simpler and duller and were rendered down into feral instincts, and the fierce, brutal desires of a minotaur awakened. Lust, bloodlust, and hunger. He wanted to mate and breed and fuck. He wanted--NEEDED--to hunt, to fight, to kill, to use his intoxicating strength to crush his foes and tear them apart, to eat their delicious flesh and drink their hot blood. Blind, stupid animal rage overwhelmed him and he gave a bull's bellow.

Where a teenage human boy stood just a few minutes before, there was now a huge, fully-grown minotaur. The human boy was still in there, faded into a glimmer of intelligence and conscience at the back of Jeff's mind, but the minotaur was in control and he neither understood nor cared about that glimmer. He was a powerful, feral, stupid brute in body and mind. A bloodthirsty beast. A monster. His eyes adjusted to the light and the minotaur remembered, in his foggy, sluggish, animalistic way, where he was and what he was doing there.


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