Thinking about working at a monsterfucker brothel, and a Minotaur comes through for a night. Since it's his first time. we'd draw straws to see who'd get to serve him, and I'd be giddy with excitement when I win. I'd take him his drinks, smiling at him, and he'd watch me with dark eyes when I told him I'd serve him personally all night.

He'd ask me to sit with him while he drank, and his big hands would trail over me, lazily wandering, and my breath would hitch as his fingers settled between my legs as he spreads me open for him. He'd tell me he'd need lots of time to prepare me for him, that he wanted me to sit right here all night, taking his fingers till he was ready.

And I'd do it, gasping and pleading for more as he kept his slow, steady pace, stretching me open on his thick fingers, taking slow sips from his glass, uncaring when other people passed by and noticed. When he slides his fingers from me, grinning at my whine, we'd make our way to the rooms, and he'd lay me out on the bed. He'd spend so much time between my legs, holding me open and making me so sensitive I'm trembling. Then he'd slowly work me down on his cock, filling me, making me gasp and arch till he can't push any deeper.

The night would be so good, and he'd fuck me so everyone could hear how he makes me feel, my cries loud, and he'd laugh and fuck me harder. After, he'd lay with me, large hands massaging me slowly, and he'd tell me he wants me every time he comes by.

And I'd have no desire to argue against it.

It had been some time since your last quest; however, the king urgently requested you retrieve a lost treasure rumored to be hidden in the minotaur's labyrinth. You worked your way through countless turns and puzzles, nearly pushing your mind to its limit. You were beyond weary by the time you reached the center of the maze. However, the treasure that awaited you was not one that you expected....

The weight of your heavy armor is being taken off of your body, large hands pushing the pieces onto the stone floor. Those same hands begin to gently urge your towards a collection of large pillows you hadn't seem to notice till now. "Such a smart and brave tiny knight, not many are strong enough to conquer my maze...such a feat deserves to be rewarded, no?" You're laid across the bed of pillows, the Bull taking up the space between your legs. "Relax, there's no need to think about anything anymore. Such a talented and smart mind needs to rest. Doesn't it?".  He leans forward to begin a trail of kisses at your neck, lavishing the spots that make you squirm with licks and sucks. He continues downward, stopping just short of between your legs. Your hips subconsciously try to buck closer to his face, chasing the pleasure you so crave. He chuckles deeply and lays his arm across your hips, pinning them in place. "Aww such a desperate little whelp, I'll give you what you need. Can you do just one last thing for me? You can be my good little whelp, can't you?" He places another kiss on your stomach, you grip the pillows beneath you and try your best to focus on his words. "I need my precious little knight to go dumb for me, absolutely no thoughts in that head of yours. All you need to do is mindlessly buck and grind against my tongue. You can be a good whelp for me and cum yourself dumb, can't you? Now, be sure to grip my horns nice and tight whelp, I want that head nice and empty."

Would feminizing the minotaur stop her from killing me? Probably not but it couldn't hurt to try.

RAILING A MINOTAUR IN THE MOONLIVBT OVER A BALCONY SO THAT PASSERBYS KNOW THEY BELONG TO ME AND ONLY ME, MY GOOD SWEET BABY

thanks for your time

innocent!commoner reader who diligently gathers berries in the forest every day for the village children. innocent!commoner reader who happens to stumble upon a wounded soul along their customary route through the woods. innocent!commoner reader whose pure heart and selfless nature guides them to tend to him. innocent!commoner reader who prattles to the unconscious man every day when they check up on him. innocent!commoner reader who ought to be frightened of the monstrous being. innocent!commoner reader who should've just left him there. ˙◠˙

injured!minotaur who wakes up to the sight of a tiny human nestled at his hip, sleep. injured!minotaur who accidentally startles you awake with a pained rumble. injured!minotaur who thanks you begrudgingly for tending to his injuries. injured!minotaur who gradually becomes accustomed to your presence and your chatter as the days pass while he waits for a full recovery. injured!minotaur who finds your naivety cute. injured!minotaur who suddenly finds himself wanting to corrupt you in every possible way. injured!minotaur who mischievously tells you that the only way for him to get better is by using your body. injured!minotaur who forcefully removes your clothing despite your whiny protests. injured!minotaur who promises he'll be all better after using your tiny human hole. injured!minotaur who groans as you willingly part your legs for him, with wide, innocent, tear-filled eyes. "i-if you're sure it'll help." ˙ᵕ˙

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Being pregnant, but with the young of your monster lover headcanons. <3

Werewolves can breed an average of 5 pups into you, so that’ll be a lot of kicking. Your breasts will naturally be swell up with ample milk for your pups, which is a natural change that some mates of werewolves aren’t prepared for. Also, be prepared to be knotted again and again throughout your pregnancy. There’s something about a pregnant mate that makes werewolves horny…

Tentacle monsters will deposit 50 to 100 eggs into you, but they’re usually small and jelly-like, so it’ll be easier when it comes to laying them. Your belly will slosh around with every step, and it’s common for a tentacle monster’s significant other to expel gelatinous material from their hole throughout the pregnancy. This is normal, as sometimes tentacle monster semen can’t escape the womb due to the eggs blocking the exit.

Dragon eggs are much harder to lay, unfortunately. They’re big, hard, and will hurt when being pushed out. It’s usually easier to have some sort of lubricant before laying dragon eggs (whether it be the knot of your dragon lover, or your own juices) Even then, however, they’ll tease you by crowning, only to drift back up into your womb. At least dragon mates usually only lay an average of 3 eggs…

Slime eggs commonly glow. You get to see you how they emit light out of your swollen belly, watching your bioluminescent young swirl around. Though gelatinous, they’re roughly the same size as dragon eggs and are linked together, so laying them can be mildly difficult. To help, slimes that have the ability to emit aphrodisiac pheromones will try to relax you, so that your walls can loosen up and push out the long chain of eggs. Roughly 10 to 15 eggs per pregnancy, though the numbers can increase depending on how many times your bred by your slime lover.

Minotaur/cow calves are huge. And I mean huge. Despite only averaging 1 calf each pregnancy, it feels like you have at least 10 inside of your womb. It’ll be almost impossible to sit up, let alone walk. And it doesn’t help that your breasts will be supple with sweet milk, weighing you down even more. It helps to be milked to get rid of that extra weight, though it’ll only provide a couple of days of relief before your breasts are ready for milking again. Birthing will be painful, but at least you were prepped a bit by a giant bull cock.

Any other thoughts? <3

Oh to get yourself milked by a beefy bull woman

Day 31: Monster Fucker Halloween Party

Thinking about arriving to a friend's Halloween party, and everyone's dressed up and having fun. I'm dressed as a succubus, a fake tail and horns on with my sluttiest outfit. At midnight something happens, and suddenly everyone is what they dressed up as, and something about what we've been drinking is making us all very horny.

One of my friends is dressed like Ursula, and the tentacles surrounding their legs as suddenly real, stretching and reaching for me. They'd pull me close with their hands, kissing me deeply as their tentacles coil around me, spreading my legs and finding me wet and ready. They'd fuck me like that, uncaring that everyone is watching, spreading me for them, flipping me around at one point to let everyone get a good view of them fucking me.

Another friend would approach, one that has changed into a naga--muscled and huge, and with two thick cocks that I want desperately to fill me up. The tentacles would slide out, instead spreading my legs to let the naga press close, body hot as they push inside me--push both cocks inside and it feels so good. They'd fuck me steadily, wrapping my tail--now very real--around their fist, making me moan and arch as I finish with a cry, and the next person replaces them.

My friend that dressed as a vampire would come up next, flashing a grin with sharp fangs as they buried their face between my thighs, licking and sucking and--their bite on my thigh is euphoric, and I'd arch up, crying out as they laugh, pushing their fingers into me to get me off, gasping as their fingers playing at my horns sends heat through me, moaning as they bury their face in my neck, to bite me as I beg for more.

Another friend that had dressed as a Minotaur approaches, and I'd be spreading my legs as soon as I see their huge cock. They'd fuck me hard, keeping my legs held open, kissing me roughly, and I'd take it so well, every thrust making me beg for more. They'd pull me from the tentacle friend to push me onto the couch and pound into me, making me cry out, now certainly everyone's center of attention.

The next would be my friend that had dressed as a centaur, now towering over me, positioning themselves to fuck me nice and slow, and I'd take it, moaning and begging, my body trembling, mind fuzzy already, and I'd want so much more.

The night would be filled with more and more sex and I wouldn't get tired, no, the lust filling the space would urge me on. When we all change back, we wouldn't stop, they'd still pass me around till no one can go anymore. We'd all be looking forward to next Halloween, and we'd already be thinking up costumes for what we want to be next.

this is another farm girl post lmao

so cows, for people who don’t know this, are fucking mouthy. like they’ll just grab any of your clothes or body they can reach and just kinda hold it

we as a society should apply this to minotaurs. give me big scary cow boys who are actually just massive softies. pass the minotaurs who keep accidentally covering their partners in hickies because they’re obsessed with licking and suckling at their body and forget how strong they actually are

show me the human partners who have to go to work after a night of passion and they have more bruised skin than not, and when their coworkers get worried they have to blush and explain they’re seeing a minotaur at the moment and to please drop it

Oh your flared bitchbreaker throbbed when you saw me from across the room? Hehe tell me more about how heavy and full your balls are and how you wanna make my stomach swell with cum 😊

Wondering if we’re going to get more of your Minotaur thing? It was pretty good and I liked that you referenced the actual legend

I’ve done two different versions but since you’re talking about how I referenced Greek mythology I think you mean this one.

Minotaur and you had grown close. Even though he hadn’t felt like he could be inside of you yet, he filled you with his fingers randomly. Pushing a finger deeply inside of you, curling it and stretching you out. You would whine, arching towards him, his finger just by itself stretching you more than you imagined it could.

“We can try now, couldn’t we?” you moaned one day, rocking your hips down onto his finger, desperate for more of him.

He hesitated, his long tongue darting out to wet his lips. “I don’t know…”

“Please. Please I need it,” you whimpered, grabbing at his shoulders, trying to bring him closer to you.

He kissed you softly as he slowly pulled his finger out of you. A sigh left your lips as you felt that, but that turned to a groan of approval as the head of his huge cock grinded against your dripping cunt. You eagerly pushed back against him, panting and moaning for him to just put it in already.

Despite how he was raised, alone and without any kind contact, he was still gentle with you. He propped himself up on one hand, using the other to hold his cock as he slowly pushed it inside of you. Even when you tried to push back on him, wanting to feel all of him inside of you, he held you close to him, only letting himself push in inch by inch so he didn’t hurt you.

“It’s hard for me too. Just hang on,” he grunted as you begged for him, his coarse hands clinging to your soft body.

All you could do was whimper slightly, wishing for more but not wanting to rush him. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he bottomed out inside of you. “Yes, yes,” you cried, grabbing onto his shoulders, his horns, then his neck, latching onto him.

That unlocked something inside of him. While he still held you, leaving sloppy kisses on your neck, your shoulders, anywhere he could reach, he slammed into you, forcing your small body to jerk in his arms with each thrust. He grunted and moaned, nearly panting, as he crammed himself inside of you. The makeshift bed you made for him forced the floorboards under you to creak. He used one hand to protect your head right before it hit the wall, using that opportunity to push you back down on his cock as he pushed up into you.

“So good. S’good,” he slurred in almost a drunk sounding voice as he ravaged you.

All you could do was bury your head in his chest until with one more thrust, he pushed into you, unloading pump after pump of cum. Afterwards, he slumped down, slowly dragging his cock out of your stuffed cunt.

You don’t say anything as you trail your fingers down his back, not wincing at the scars there. Instead you kiss the tip of his nose, then his lips. He smiled sheepishly, looking away.

“That was…”

“Wonderful,” you chimed in, tugging on him slightly so he’d lay down next to you.

Triggers : Sexual Themes [Mature +18 Ageless/Minors DNI]

💚When your Minotaur wife has the nastiest of hard ons and swears she's gonna turn your prostate into silly putty if she catches you after running from your apartment like a Saturday Morning cartoon character buck naked💚

monster!boyfriend who acts tough but is actually shy and gets flustered around you easily. monster!boyfriend who's scared you'll leave him for someone else, someone human. monster!boyfriend who's clingy and whiny, showering you with affection, nuzzling your neck with sweet kisses. monster!boyfriend who's afraid of accidentally hurting his little human so he handles you like glass. monster!boyfriend who would give you the world if you asked. ˙◠˙

monster!boyfriend who's afraid of hurting you with his thick cock. monster!boyfriend who takes his time, slowly sliding into you inch by inch. monster!boyfriend who becomes completely entranced by the sensation of you clenching around him. monster!boyfriend who uses you like his personal sexy toy. monster!boyfriend who pumps you full of his thick cum for the third time that night. ˙ᵕ˙

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Thinking so hard about getting fucked by a big fuzzy minotaur. The size difference alone would get me dripping 😩