Chapter 11 - Monica - Minotaur Anal

She couldn’t tear her eyes away from the enormous erect cock. It looked as long and as thick as one of her legs. The Minotaur stepped forward and spun her around. She braced herself against the wall, removing the tangle from her manacles, placing her palms against the cold stone. She could feel his warm head prodding between her legs. The mythical beast snorted as it guided the tip into her moist lower lips. As usual, she was unprepared for his immense size. I can take it, though. Somehow, I know it won’t really hurt me. She lost her breath as he slipped in, chasing her forward. Stabbing pain caused her face to contort and her teeth to clench. Pressed against the wall, Monica could do nothing as the Minotaur eased his massive organ into her womanhood. She gasped loudly as she felt him bottom out.
 
Now, it was just a game of endurance. She grunted as he slid back and pushed in again. He’s fucking huge! There is no way to prepare for this! He started a rhythm, pulling out almost completely before pressing in to the hilt. He moved slowly, allowing her to feel every inch. She didn’t want to admit it, but she was starting to enjoy the pain. He drew back, but this time it slipped. Without warning, the damp organ snaked its way into her ass. “Oh, fuck, stop! It’s…” She couldn’t finish her sentence as he pressed his meat into her unprepared backdoor.
 
It was so wet that it slid in effortlessly. Pain enveloped her as she accepted his pulsing cock deep into her bowels. She couldn’t breathe, skewered on his shaft as she was. She tensed and grimaced, smacking the wall in agony. The beast snorted and drew back, stopping for a moment. She tried not to move, but she couldn’t resist the urge to clench in pain.
 
That sent him over the edge. She whimpered as he held her hips and hoisted her, pumping her a few times before blasting his seed into her tight ass. Her belly shot outward in bursts as he orgasmed. Buried in her rump, he continued to fill her belly, causing it to balloon outward against the wall. His limp cock slid from between her cheeks, slapping against his leg.
 
The beast grunted as it lumbered away, leaving her used and broken in the depressing, poorly lit room.
She crumpled to the floor, allowing his thick cream to flow onto the stone. As usual, the cultists came to feed and clean her. She knew that the Minotaur would be back the following day. I should be thankful that I am not pregnant with a monster. It has used me for more days than I can count. They left her alone with her thoughts.
 
Sometime later, she heard footsteps approach. She wondered why someone would come so soon. The tall wooden door squeaked as a square-shouldered blonde woman entered the room. A mousy young girl came in next, followed by a very curvy woman composed of… water? Monica regarded the nude women warily. “Who are you?”
 
Cassie introduced herself, setting her bow on the floor. “And this is Fiona and Lindsay.” Don’t be fooled by Lindsay, she’s not a monster, she’s… harboring a water nymph as unbelievable as that sounds.”
 
“I just got ass-fucked by a Minotaur; I am open to believing strange things. I’m Monica. Get the keys from the wall and unchain me.”
Fiona trotted to the post and grabbed the lone key. She uncuffed the prisoner and hugged her. “We’re going to find a way out of here.” 
 
Monica rubbed her wrists. She noticed her previously manacled wrist lacked the symbol. “Holy shit, that makes sense! I knew something was off, but I couldn’t…” She noticed their confused stares and decided to elaborate. “I learned a trick a few years ago to put a mark on my hand and watch for it when I was awake. That taught me to check for it when I was asleep too. That allows me to see if I’m dreaming or not.” She laughed as they still looked dumfounded. “It means that this is a dream!”
 
Cassie shook her head, trying to wrap her mind around it. “That can’t…”
“I know it doesn’t feel like it, but think about it. Where were you before you came here?”
Fiona has sudden realization. “In bed!”
Lindsay nodded. “I am from a different plane, but I too remember going dormant.”
“I mean, how else could I take a cock that was half my size and not be severely injured?”
“Fiona did…” Cassie paused, suddenly thoughtful of Fiona’s privacy. “Well, she was pregnant for only a few days before it came. That does seem unbelievable, like most stuff in here.”
“A centaur.” Fiona sighed. “It hurt so much coming out, but I’m okay too.”
“What happened to it?”
“I don’t know, it ran away after a few days. I hope it’s okay.” The youthful girl sighed.
 
They spent hours discussing the implications, contemplating ideas of how to escape their shared dream. They agreed that there had to be some way to break out, but they had no idea how to do it. They also agreed that dying in the dream wasn’t an option.
 
Tapping echoed from beyond the doorway. Monica gasped. “The Minotaur is coming back!”
“How do we fight it?” Cassie’s blue eyes betrayed her fear.
“No, you three need to hide. It’s too powerful.”
“There has to be a way! We can’t just let it hurt you!” Fiona begged.
“It’s just a dream!” Hooves tapped as the monster approached. “Just wait until it finishes and it will be weaker. I’ll be fine. Ambush it when I say so, okay?” Monica reattached the manacles to her wrists.
 
Lindsay agreed as she melted to the floor, hiding in plain sight. Cassie picked up her bow and directed Fiona to the shadows. “We’ll be here for you, promise.” She gave a regretful glance as she moved to the out of sight.
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Cassie watched, shocked by the size of the bull-like human that stepped into the room. It sniffed the air for a moment before it moved closer to the captured woman with fiery red hair. Monica was just as buxom as Lindsay, though Monica’s breasts looked natural. She was slightly chubby, but the weight dispersed evenly between her breasts and posterior. Her tummy was nearly flat and her hourglass figure certainly enticed many men. Her seductive eyes and smooth skin actually made Cassie a little jealous.
 
The Minotaur growled as it licked between her formed buttocks. It arose and held her as it searched for entrance. She screamed as the beast slid between her damp lower opening. “No, it’s my ass again! Go in the front!” Monica whimpered. Cassie felt conflicted. I feel bad for her, but part of me enjoys watching it hurt her. Cassie knew that she would be fine afterward, so she allowed herself to enjoy the spectacle.
 
The beast ignored her pleas. It pressed in entirely and waited. It grumbled and grabbed the chains that restrained Monica to the wall. The monster yanked the chains, causing the metal links to bend and break. Only the links between her arms remained. He draped the chains over his head and wore her like a pendant. The beast held her close with one hand as he walked to the wall sat with a thud.
 
Monica struggled and jerked on the restraints as she slid lower upon his gargantuan shaft. Monica faced away from him. Cassie watched her voluminous breasts sway as she tried to break free. It was futile, as her movement only helped his cock go deeper. She finally stopped as the entire organ had disappeared inside her. The tip of his dick caused her belly to bulge outward. Monica looked abruptly defiant as she closed her eyes and clenched her teeth.
 
The monster gave a loud grunt as he tensed. From beneath her skin they could see the liquid blast from his cock. It sprayed, pushing her belly upward before settling at the bottom. Her smooth tummy grew larger and larger as the beast filled her.
 
“N-now!”
 
An arrow stuck into the Minotaur’s arm. He snorted and got to his feet faster than anticipated. The chain draped around the monster’s neck kept Monica’s arms held high. His semi-flaccid organ bent slightly before disappearing once again into her ass. Her hefty belly still retained his seed, causing it, as well as her long dangling legs, to pendulum forward and back as he stepped. The weight kept his cock in place as a stopper. He charged Cassie as she knocked another arrow.
 
Knowing she would be a few seconds too slow, Cassie braced. She was shocked as an eruption of water launched her aside. The beast’s horn cracked as its head collided with the stone wall. It stumbled and shook off the pain before turning to the soaked archer upon the ground. It lumbered closer, raising a fist, preparing to squish her.
 
Cassie barely reacted in time, rolling aside from his strike. He raised his arm again, but instead he stumbled forward. The monster whined as it leaned against the wall with outstretched hands. Cassie took the opportunity to recover her bow and plant another arrow into the side of the monster’s head. It toppled onto its side, thankfully not falling on top of Cassie. No longer impaled upon his cock, thick cream poured from Monica’s privates. They unlocked her shackles and helped her into the hall.
 
“How did you stop him?” Fiona asked with doe eyes. 
“I can’t change the dream, but I can give it a nudge. I just imagined that I was squeezing his… thing with all of my might.” The curvy redhead gave a wicked grin. She put a hand on Cassie’s shoulder. “Come on, I think I know how we can get out of here.”