102 – (R-18) Minotaur Girl

The minotaur was more human than most of the monsters Ari had fought thus far. At almost nine feet tall, with enormous muscles, and a terrifying figure, the half-bull, half-woman monster was supremely intimidating. As she advanced, Ari hazily—still stunned from the change in circumstances—raised her hand and activated [Transform].

A puff of white smoke, and the minotaur changed shape. She morphed less than most monsters would, considering her already humanoid form. But her breasts became larger, her body slightly less monstrous, her face more human, the pronounced snout changing out for regular facial features. She still had hooves, though, and a towering figure—nine feet tall, and built like a brick house. Horns sprouted from her head, shaped like a bull’s, gleaming white. She had short, sandy hair, a few shades darker than Lori’s, and shifting to black near the bottom. A bull tail swished behind her.

She seemed surprised by her transformation. That, at least, wasn’t different.

And … she had the biggest cock Ari had ever seen. She knew she said that a lot, but this was different. It was bigger even than Renna’s during their experiments. Proportional to the minotaur’s nine-foot towering figure. Or … not proportional, even.

Cece made a noise of sympathy. “I’m sure she has a skill to help make it fit.” The vines around Cece started to writhe, bracing herself for a fight—but facing toward Opal, not Ari. “Sorry, Ari. Maybe we can talk later. But the Core will want to first. Don’t worry. She’ll treat you fairly. I … think. She’s fair with us.”

She didn’t sound wholly confident, which wasn’t the most comforting assurance.

Ari reeled over the situation. The Core had taken interest in her.

Confirmation, then. Dungeons were poorly understood entities. Some suspected a guiding mind behind their management, but it was theory only, without proof. She guessed her class had answered an age old question. There was something guiding a dungeon. And that same mythical ‘Dungeon Core’ had taken interest in her.

Had sent the fourth floor boss after her.

A nine-foot bull woman.

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Victoria - Lv. 36

Minotaur

{ Stimulation: 0/3,296 }

{ Pleasure: 0/100 }

Constitution: A

Skill: B+

Charm: B-

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Victoria. Such a normal, even elegant, name for the imposing figure like the towering, muscled woman striding toward her. She had brushed past the surprise of her transformation with ease.

The contrast of elegant name and dominant figure … did something for Ari. Everything about the goddess in front of her did something for Ari. In an incredibly intimidating sort of way.

And her stats. And level. Level thirty six? A and B stats? Three thousand stimulation points? There wasn’t a chance in the world Ari could win this fight. It would be comically one sided.

“Ari?” Opal called out, uncertainly, Cece’s vines venturing out toward her. “What’s going on?”

Right.

Opal.

Even as Ari was scooped up by vines, Cece finally starting the fight in earnest—a fight Ari knew she genuinely had zero chance of winning—she called out. “Cece! Opal will be fine, right?”

“Of course,” Cece said. “She’ll be my opponent for the day. Have fun with Vicky.”

That said, Cece plopped her down in front of the third floor boss. Ari sat there, wide-eyed, basically cowering beneath the minotaur’s striking bulk. Seriously, she had to be four or five hundred pounds of pure, sculpted muscle. She had an eight pack, each blocky ab defined enough Ari could run a finger between them. They tapered down, as if drawing Ari’s eyes to the two-foot long, thicker-than-her-arm cock that swung to her knees. It wasn’t even hard yet. It was that big, and it wasn’t hard yet.

‘Had a skill to help it fit’, Cece had said. Ari hoped so, or she would be torn in two.

Seeing Ari’s intimidated expression, slouched on the floor with knees pointed toward each other, staring up with wide eyes, Victoria hesitated. She’d been wearing an almost irritated expression while advancing toward her, like this was a bothersome chore she’d been forced to take care of. Maybe it was. The Core had ordered her down here to ‘handle Ari’. To defeat her before the Core held audience.

“Don’t look so scared, tiny human,” the minotaur growled. “I won’t harm you.”

“Intentionally, maybe,” Ari said, still wide-eyed, staring between Victoria’s legs. “That thing’s going to tear me in half.”

Despite the words, Ari couldn’t keep the excitement out of her voice. However intimidated she might be, she was also … looking forward to this.

Victoria studied her for a second, then snorted and picked her up. Her two enormous, powerful hands wrapped around Ari’s waist, and she was lifted with hilarious ease. The minotaur girl was as strong as she looked.

Holding Ari out in front of her, Victoria scrutinized her.

“Such a strange class you have, little human,” Victoria said. Ari held eye contact with Victoria, but she saw that, down lower, Victoria’s enormous cock had started to stiffen. “Such an errand. Disrespectful. Forcing me to handle a level six?” She shook her head, annoyed.

So, as Ari had intuited. Victoria didn’t want to be here, ‘taking care of Ari’. She considered it beneath her.

“But getting to fuck me silly,” Ari breathed. “That makes up for it.”

A hint of a smile appeared on Victoria’s lips, then vanished. “An errand,” she repeated.

Victoria’s cock finished engorging. It was … comically large. Proportional to the bull woman’s physical size. It looked big on her, even for her stature, even for a monster girl of her stature.

She lowered Ari down onto her shaft, so that Ari was straddling it. Victoria let go, then put her hands on her hips, looking down at Ari.

Ari was sitting on her cock. Her gigantic member was so thick and powerful that Ari could sit on it.

Ari whined, a needy noise escaping her unheeded. She reached out, grabbing Victoria’s waist and sliding back and forth, rubbing herself against Victoria’s cock. This thing was going inside her? Really?

“Please,” Ari panted. “Stop teasing, and get to it.”