Author's note: This chapter contains horse cock, breastfeeding and cum all the way through. (Make sure you know what that means before reading. Reader discretion is advised!)
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To the far west of the continent of Korilia, the minotaurs ruled. From the taigas in the north to the equatorial grasslands, these huge, bovine beasts wandered the earth, rarely getting mixed up in conflicts with other species, other than the occasional skirmish with their closest relatives: The lycanthropes. Indeed, while combat was learnt and mastered by many young minotaurs, their true culture revolved around agriculture and forestry.
This was made clear by the large, meticulous wooden buildings and crop fields that Adrius found himself walking among. Remote, quiet and peaceful, the village had been easy to access, though even if it had been lined with hulking guards, a little human boy like him would no doubt have been welcome. Humans and minotaurs were only in a neutral relationship, thus some wariness when it came to visitors was typically expected, but who would ever suspect someone as small and cute as Adrius to be a threat?
As he walked along the little dirt path cutting through the village, the stares that he got had him blushing like never before. Keeping his head down, he only dared to cast quick glances around him, but everywhere he looked there were a plethora of shocked minotaurs, their everyday chores having come to a sudden halt. Some of them were relatively thin and perhaps around seven feet tall, others more like nine, and far more muscular. Nevertheless they all looked undeniably feminine, their sexual dimorphism differing from that of humans in that they consisted of females and
shemales
rather than males.
The path led up to the settlement's largest building on top of a grassy hill, looming over the others. Considering its size and stone foundation that the other buildings lacked, it was undoubtedly where the chief lived. Apparently it was seen as a respectful gesture to announce one's arrival by talking to her directly, according to what Chiyo had said while he washed off succubus cum and piss from his first destination. And as he stood there, wondering if it was alright to waltz in unannounced, he noticed someone coming around the house's corner...
He turned to see who it was, finding himself faced with a young, beige-furred minotaur female, her humble linen clothing suggesting that she was merely a peasant. Nothing uncommon in a little village like this, but it was doubtful that she was who Adrius was looking for. Even disregarding the clothing, the chief must have been a big, strong shemale, right?
"Umm, excuse me..." Adrius mustered, forcing himself into eye contact with the minotaur. "Is this the chief's house?" ... Silence followed his inquiry. The only response he received was a pair of blinking eyes that scanned him from top to bottom.
"Y-yes, that's right," she finally said in a faint accent. "Do you wish to see her?"
"If it's not a bother..."
"Of course not!" she exclaimed, her face lit up as she hurried up the wooden steps to the house's front door. "She'll be happy to see you!" No sooner had the words left her mouth than she cracked the door open without hesitation. Keeping it ajar to not let the sunlight in, she stuck her head inside.
A deep mutter could be heard faintly from inside, spoken in a strange, bestial language. The young peasant said something back, the submissiveness in her voice clear to Adrius despite the linguistic barrier. No further words could be heard from inside, but the female soon turned to him and urged him inside with a hand wave.
He gulped and followed her up the steps, and once he stood on top of the stoop she swung the door open fully, letting him enter. A warm mist washed over him, and the dim light within the dark walls of the house made for a stark contrast in atmosphere compared to the sunny outdoors. But there was a good reason for it.
In the middle of the large room was a stone bathtub integrated into the wooden floor, and in it, an intimidating shemale minotaur lay, her cloven hooves propped up on the floor towards Adrius. On each side of the tub, her tree trunk-like arms were resting in the laps of two females sitting on their knees with wet sponges at the ready. All three of them stared at the human boy with awe and shock, and Adrius was likewise stunned by the shemale's powerful presence despite her being largely under water. When the peasant who had let him in suddenly slammed the door shut behind him however, he knew that the time for merely gawking was over.
"Who are you?" the shemale spoke, her voice powerful and commanding.
"I'm... just a traveler looking for some fun..." Adrius replied, blushing.
"'Fun'?"
Adrius smirked. "Well, I've heard some rumors about minotaurs...
Big
rumors... And I came to see if they're true..." By now he was staring right into the shemale's awestruck eyes, one hand slowly lifting the hem of his white tunic to reveal his pale, flat midsection, while the other twirled a lock of golden hair.
The shemale glanced at the two females beside her, then grinned at Adrius. "I think I could help with that. What's your name, boy?"
"I'm Adrius. And you are...?"
"Shanóri, chief of this village," she said, brimming with confidence. "And these are my wives, Túla and Shei."
"Greetings, Adrius!" they bubbled simultaneously, their tones and smiles signalling nothing but excitement over the human boy's arrival.
So they were her wives... One would have thought that they looked more like slaves, but at the end of the day, such was the way of the minotaurs. The females were virtually innately submissive, and with two of them being born for every shemale, sharing a husband with a second wife was the norm. It wasn't unheard of for a husband to have as many as four wives, which could leave other shemale minotaurs with only one, sometimes none at all. These individuals would often search for partners among other species, sometimes traveling to human civilization to try their luck. And of course, any human male that ended up marrying a shemale minotaur would
