You wake up all clean, and in a comfortable bed, with the minotaurs

From Create Your Own Story

With a groan, you slowly open your eyes, surprisingly comfortable. The familiar musky scent of the minotaurs surround you, making you wet. You slowly sit up, and notice that you're in a massive bed, covered in purple silk blankets, wearing a see through baby doll lingerie and white panties that barely cover anything. The three minotaurs are asleep beside you, one on your left, and two on the right. They have cute pink ribbons tied around their necks. They look so peaceful, a stark contrast to the lust crazed beasts that raped you.

You try to get out of bed, but pressure fills your neck, followed by the rustling of chains. There's a collar tied around your neck, chained to the bed. You're not going anywhere. Though you have trouble remembering why, you know you are still being punished for your misdeeds, and sigh dejectedly.

But then the minotaurs awaken. Unlike before, however, their eyes now have pupils, and color to them. "Where am I?" one says.

Shocked that they are even capable of speech, you can't find the words to respond. Two of them get out of bed and start searching to nearly empty room you're in. "Find anything, brothers?" the one next to you asks, rubbing his forehead.

So, they were brothers all along. You did notice a similarity between them, and you wonder if the witch found them trespassing on her property and imprisoned them. "Nothing. There isn't even a door here." the other two say.

The minotaur on the bed finally notices you, and leans in close, taking in your scent. "You... you smell familiar. Tell us, woman, what's going on? Where are we? How did we get here? Are we your slaves, or are you ours?"

The other two beasts walk up to the bed, crossing their arms, waiting for your reply. "I... um..." you start, but are having trouble forming the words. Seeing the minotaurs behave so differently than before has caught you off guard.

The minotaur then grabs your arm hard, and shouts, "Tell us, whore!"

"Brother, please." the shortest of the minotaurs says. "Can't you tell she's terrified? Shouting at her will not help our situation." He then sits down next to you, and gently runs his hand on your shoulder and you start to cry at how gentle he is. "There, there, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you."

Unable to stop the tears, you fall into his embrace and hug him as tightly as you can. But having the beast so close, your loins are burning with need for their meat. This doesn't go unnoticed either. The shortest minotaur takes in your scent and says, "Brother's... she's in heat."

The other two grin devilishly, and lick their lips. "Really?" they ask in unison.

Status
Health Horny, female orc Equipment:

baby doll lingerie, white panties, collar

Experience nearly broken
HP 100
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