Dnd/Talk to the Minotaur
From Create Your Own Story
"Please," you nervously say, "I just wish to cross."
The beast huffs and snorts, but steps aside. "By all means, help yourself."
Perhaps this minotaur isn't as bad the rumors about his race suggest? You hesitate for a moment before taking a step closer. But the beast doesn't make a move, and just stares at you. You take another, and your apprehension seems to amuse the hulking minotaur. Those stares he gives you make you feel uncomfortable, though. So, you take a deep breath and hurry across the bridge. You keep your head low as you pass the beast, but just as you take your first step off the bridge, you feel a massive hand grab your tiny wrist, halting any further advancement.
"Just a moment, little one." the minotaur says with a hint of perverse delight, "You have to pay the toll."
You look up at the minotaur, only now realizing just how massive he is. You barely come up to his lower chest, and seeing him so close makes you tremble.
"Um... toll?" you nervously ask. "Y-you never said anything about a toll."
"You never asked. But you crossed, and now have to pay."
"I... I was attacked by bandits, I have no money."
The minotaur feigns to be lost in thought, as he rubs his large bovine lips. "No matter. You wouldn't be the first who didn't have any money on you to come across this bridge. Come, there are other means for which you can pay."
Before you can respond, the minotaur wraps his arm around your shoulder, and holds it tightly, forcing you to go with him. He leads you to the mysterious tent, and inside a wave of overpowering smells fill you. But more than that, perhaps the most disgusting and perverse display imaginable, humans and minotaurs mating with one another. Most of the minotaurs are male, and most of the human's are female. Worse still, some of the male minotaurs are having sex with the male humans. You'd never even heard of the same sex behaving in such a manor. You remain frozen by the sight, your eyes wide, and your mouth left agape.
"They didn't have any money either." the minotaur whispers to you.
You gasp, and quickly look in his direction, and see a wicked grin across his face. "P-please... I... I don't..." you stutter, unable to form the remaining words. No matter how much you try to force the words out, none come. You are too shocked by the sight.
Thick strands of drool leaks out of the minotaur's lips, and he licks his lips, as he leads you over to an area covered in blankets and animal skins. Your heart nearly leaps out of your chest by what's going to happen next. Even you aren't naive enough to think this could mean anything else. You quickly look around for a means of escape, but the only way out is the entrance, and the minotaur's hold on your is quite firm. Speaking of firm, you couldn't help but sneak several glances at the beast's neither's, which have long since pushed the flimsy loin cloth to the side, and he makes those bandits look minuscule by comparison. Though you don't want to have sex with a minotaur, a growing perverse side of your thoughts wonders what it would feel like.
