Minotaur costume
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But before you can take it off and pick out another, you feel a little strange. Taller, stronger, heavier. You feel like you need to charge something, anything. With a huff, you look at yourself again, and are shocked to see the costume has suddenly become the best costume you've ever seen. It looks real. What was once cheep cotton that fit loosely on you is now skin with a light layer of brown fur, over a mountain of ripped muscles. The bent foam that was supposed to be horns, are now solid bone and proudly point forward. The faded plastic bull snout now moves along with any expression you make. The brown rubber paddings on your feet have turned into hooves. Lastly, the matted carpet that was supposed to be a mane, has now shifted into a bushel of thick matted fur. | But before you can take it off and pick out another, you feel a little strange. Taller, stronger, heavier. You feel like you need to charge something, anything. With a huff, you look at yourself again, and are shocked to see the costume has suddenly become the best costume you've ever seen. It looks real. What was once cheep cotton that fit loosely on you is now skin with a light layer of brown fur, over a mountain of ripped muscles. The bent foam that was supposed to be horns, are now solid bone and proudly point forward. The faded plastic bull snout now moves along with any expression you make. The brown rubber paddings on your feet have turned into hooves. Lastly, the matted carpet that was supposed to be a mane, has now shifted into a bushel of thick matted fur. | ||
| - | It's then you come to the startling realization that you're not wearing a costume any more. You've turned into a minotaur. Panic overtakes you and you rush out of the changing room, only the find yourself in a damp cave. A steady fire rests in the center, illuminating the cave in golden light. | + | It's then you come to the startling realization that you're not wearing a costume any more. You've turned into a minotaur. Panic overtakes you and you rush out of the changing room, only the find yourself in a damp cave. A steady fire rests in the center, illuminating the cave in golden light. On the other side behind the fire is a pile of furs, which look awfully comfortable right now. Next to both sides of the furs is a lot of gold. Lastly, packed in the corner is a collection of bones. Human bones. You decide that the bones are little to no used to you now that you gather then and throw them into the fire. |
| - | + | After a while of throw all the bone you come to the conclusion of having no idea how you got here, it somehow feels like home, and you casually sit down on your furs to enjoy the fire. Curiosity leads you to lifting up the loincloth around your waist, to see that your cock has grown. Despite being soft, it easily stretches to seven inches, and you wonder how big it gets at full erection. | |
Before you can find out, though, a loud horn bellows throughout your cave, distracting you. | Before you can find out, though, a loud horn bellows throughout your cave, distracting you. | ||
Current revision as of 01:41, 5 September 2018
You take the minotaur costume to the dressing room and try it on. Looking yourself over, you can't help but laugh. You've seen some bad costumes before, but this takes the cake, eats it, and shits it out in one go. What a travesty. You feel embarrassed for whoever made this wreck.
But before you can take it off and pick out another, you feel a little strange. Taller, stronger, heavier. You feel like you need to charge something, anything. With a huff, you look at yourself again, and are shocked to see the costume has suddenly become the best costume you've ever seen. It looks real. What was once cheep cotton that fit loosely on you is now skin with a light layer of brown fur, over a mountain of ripped muscles. The bent foam that was supposed to be horns, are now solid bone and proudly point forward. The faded plastic bull snout now moves along with any expression you make. The brown rubber paddings on your feet have turned into hooves. Lastly, the matted carpet that was supposed to be a mane, has now shifted into a bushel of thick matted fur.
It's then you come to the startling realization that you're not wearing a costume any more. You've turned into a minotaur. Panic overtakes you and you rush out of the changing room, only the find yourself in a damp cave. A steady fire rests in the center, illuminating the cave in golden light. On the other side behind the fire is a pile of furs, which look awfully comfortable right now. Next to both sides of the furs is a lot of gold. Lastly, packed in the corner is a collection of bones. Human bones. You decide that the bones are little to no used to you now that you gather then and throw them into the fire.
After a while of throw all the bone you come to the conclusion of having no idea how you got here, it somehow feels like home, and you casually sit down on your furs to enjoy the fire. Curiosity leads you to lifting up the loincloth around your waist, to see that your cock has grown. Despite being soft, it easily stretches to seven inches, and you wonder how big it gets at full erection.
Before you can find out, though, a loud horn bellows throughout your cave, distracting you.
| Status | ||
| Health | Horny minotaur | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 5 | |
