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Cloven hooves stomped across damp soil, the fallen leaves and dead branches crushed in the mad dash that was the Minotaurs' sprint. His breathing was ragged and hoarse as he tried to suck in as much air as he could. Though the faint sound of the angry mob chasing him was enough to keep him running, even without enough air in his lungs. Down below him, he could feel and hear the thing that caused this mess. His experiment that had failed him so monstrously.

"D-Damnable thing..." He grumbled through his panting. He had been running for hours now, so much so that he looked back to earlier in the afternoon as to the cause of this insanity. How could he have failed so critically in his experiment? Was this some form of divine judgement or had some trickster god decided he would make for good entertainment? The wizard thought back to this afternoon, to his failure.

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It was a quiet morning around his slightly damaged but all around functional tower, some of the white covering on the walls cracked and crumbling, revealing the typical stonework underneath.

KRACK-THOOM!

It was quiet. But with a blast of magic and the purple-green smoke pluming out of the windows, which soon dissipated, the forest was alive with the sounds of panicking animals. With a few coughs and a quick cast of some simple wind magic to clear out the remaining smoke, the minotaur groaned as he looked around. His entire lab was a mess with potions, scattered research papers, and spell scrolls, Some of them stained in the ingredients for additional potions. But this was something he could deal with later.

On the other hand, there was a much more pressing issue below the waist. He gasped as he looked down, his already sizable equine manhood now three times as large and tearing at his pants. Truly this had to be a blessing, as most men would kill for a staff like his.

"GODS DAMN IT!" He cried out as his fist slammed into one of the desk in the lab. "I WANTED TO MAKE YOU MANAGEABLE, NOT THIS!" As it turned out, Having a third leg was not the goal the wizard had planned on. Rather, he wanted to shrink his manhood, It's normal size too much for most clothing he had to wear under his robes.

But now with the additional mass added to it, It was impossible to wear anything under his clothing. Right now though, he wouldn't be able to fix any of it with his lab a mess like it was. And so he went to the long task of repairing the room, The minotaur using a little bit of magic and a reliable broom.

But the cleaning didn't last long, the wizard pausing his task as a sound started to approach his home. The march of hundreds of feet, stomping as he looked out the window, a fiery red glow coming across the hill as the sun started to set. The minotaur gulped, as he had seen this event before, having been the cause of it a few other times. He quickly dropped the broom and rushed outside before the mob got any closer to his tower.

"Shitshitshi- H-Hey everyone! What brings all of you to-"

"YOU!" The wizard shrunk back a bit as the deep and gruff voice of the mayor belted out as the mob parted, letting the short and portly mayor of the village, A beaver with a fiery temper, angrily stomp up to the much larger wizard. "WHAT DID YOU DO?!"

At first he tried to play dumb, as if he hadn't caused a magic explosion ealier. "I am unsure what you mean, Sir. I was simply-"

"YOU CAUSED A STAMPEDE WITH THAT EXPLOSION BEFORE! All of our crops and our herds are gone! Trampled!" The mayor was absolutely livid, just shy of being quiet literally hopping mad. "What were you doing?!"

"W-Well you see, sir, I was just trying to run a small experiment and-" Almost as if the gods were taunting him, a strong gust of wind flew in from the hills, lifting many of the loose robes and dresses in the mob. As well as the wizard's robes.

Everyone gawked as his nearly three feet flaccid member was revealed, his sack the size of two grapefruits as it twitched and churned, filling with even more seed by the second. Whatever magic caused the explosion was still hard at work as the minotaur quickly pushed the robe back down. And in the background of the mobs' murmuring, The clear sound of the mayor's seething anger broke through.

"YOU RUINED OUR FOOD TO MAKE YOUR FUCKING COCK BIGGER?!" Now he really was hopping mad, and every attempt the wizard made to explain was drowned out from the mob hurling insults.

"Please folks, believe me! I wasn't trying to do this! I wanted the opposite!"The minotaur pleaded, nearly going to his knees until he realized his member would get in the way.

"You wanted to make your dick smaller?!" One of the villagers in the mob asked, understandably incredulous. "Do you think we're that daft?!" Another in the mob yelled out, causing the rest to become increasingly irritated, especially the males. The women in the mob, on the other hand, were getting somewhat hot and bothered at just the idea of taking something that massive... Until some of the husbands noticed. That lead to even more disgruntled shouts.

"THAT'S IT! I've had it with you, Wizard! I do not know what possessed the last mayor to allow you to stay in this town, But I will not make the same mistake! GET HIM!"

Upon the words "Get him", The minotaur legged it, knowing full well that running was his only option. As much as he fancied himself a more than competent wizard, Even he couldn't fight off an angry mob of that size alone. And soon, he would be where we arrived first to this story.

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"D-Damnable thing..." He grumbled through his panting. Was this some form of divine judgement or had some trickster god decided he would make for good entertainment? The answer would be unknowable to him... But the answer was probably "yes".

So on he ran, doing his best to keep ahead of the mob... Until he noticed that the sounds of a hundred running feet suddenly stopped. Confused, The wizard turned around and checked. Where earlier there were the red faces of the village chasing him down, nothing remained but the tracks, which made a sharp turn and scattered off into the distance.

That... Was not a good sign and he knew it. But with a slow turn back, he continued on. He couldn't go back to the village, at least not for now. If he did, they would just run him out again. But surely they were reasonable people. Just give them a few days to calm down and he should be able to properly explain.

Though now he had the issue of seeking shelter. If the mob wasn't going to kill him, It could likely be any number of wild mongrels or bandits. But as he continued on, he noticed the forest getting... Darker. Unnaturally dark. His head was on a constant swivel, looking out for danger, and for a brief second he looked up.

It was there that he found the source of the advanced darkness. Thick webs covered everywhere on the forest canopy, blotting out most of the moon from reaching the ground below. As he looked upon the intricate web weaving above him, he noticed that it was now stretching down around him haphazardly. This was not the work of normal spiders clearly, or even the typical giant spider. Whatever weaved these webs was much larger.

But there was something... Odd in the webs. They glowed a dim pink from above, and looked to just barely be holding on to the webs. For some reason, these orbs hung precariously. It didn't take him long to ponder why however, as he tripped upon a strand of web on the ground, his fall reverberating along the trees and to the web. With a quiet 'twing', a cluster of the dim pink orbs falling right in front of him and burst, releasing a pink mist into his senses.

"Gaah damn it! What in the blazes was tha-..." He quickly stood up from the fall, but his words were interrupted as he felt something large stirring below him. With a gasp he looked down as his member started to rise, pushing up his robes quickly.

"Damn damn damn! I can't be seen out here with this!" And once again he sprinted, this time much more awkwardly as his ebony staff continued it's slow ascent. And for once, it looked as if he had a lucky break, finding a cave to hide in. It would easily allow him to solve at least this issue on his own.

If only he was more attentive, as it was clear to anyone paying attention that all of the webs around had led to this cave.

With the stomp of hooves on stone and the heavy breathing that entailed, the Minotaur slowly came to a stop deep within the cave, where no one could see him from the entrance. It was a perfect hiding spot for right now, as there was no telling what could have potentially been inside the cave... And then the wizard thought about it some more. He didn't even check what was in the cave before heading deep inside. And that, at least to an outside observer, was his biggest mistake. From even deeper into the cave, loud clicking could be heard, sounding as if four pairs of sharp feet were coming towards him.

"Is anyone there?" Asked a voice like quilted silk, A voice that one would think belonged to the fairest maiden in the land. It was wonderful, like honey, and urged him to come closer.

"I-I'm sorry to intrude, Madam." He started as he turned the corner. Something felt like it was fogging his mind, demanding him to sate his member's need of soft flesh with any female he could find. "I simply have a problem that... Maybe you might be able to help with it?"

There was a beautiful giggle from the voice as he could finally see it's owner. From around the corner, The first thing he saw was a beautiful woman, who's platinum blond hair draped thickly over her shoulders, Her upper body covered with a simple light leather shirt. "I would love to help you, Darling."

"Perfect." The wizard said with a cheshire grin as he continued to move forward. "I had a small magical accident and-" He stopped in his tracks, The rest of her body revealed to him as he turned the corner. From the waist up, she had the body of a human, maybe a half-elf if you stretched the definition. A long, pointed face with rounded ears and pale skin, with a light dashing of freckles for spice.

But from the waist down, it was an entirely different story. Below she was a giant spider, Eight legs that ended in sharp tips, An abdomen with even more breast trailing up her front, And slight purple and red markings striping across the top. The colour was recognizable to any who knew what spiders were which, And the wizard was adept at identifying them.

She was a Brood Mother. Normally anyone with any idea what they were would run, But that was quickly squashed under then increasingly urgent need to relieve his urges. And it was clear to the Brood Mother why. His aching, Throbbing member was still standing tall and was clear as day.

"Aww, Darling, I think I know what the problem is." She cooed as she closed the distance, Her teeth appearing much sharper now that he got a good look. It was only now that her size became apparent, Standing twice as tall as the Wizard. "Did you trip into my pheromone traps? Nasty little things, I will be honest. But I do know the best cure for it."

She urged him to follow her deeper into the cave, The glow of the moonlight replaced with that of crude lanterns filled with glowing mushrooms. In fact, A number of things seemed to have been crude versions of a standard home's furnishings. Beds, Stoves, Tables, Chairs, even the pots could be considered crude. But the bed was the main concern of both the Brood Mother and the Wizard.

"Come, Darling, Let's fix that issue for you." She said with a purr. "And there is only one way I know of." She climbed unto her massive bed and flipped herself onto her back, revealing both a number of breast trailing down from her sternum and down her abdomen, and the folds of her sex. "Will you take it?"

The Wizard stood for a second as he debated internally, but both the lustful aching in his groin and some beastial attraction urged him forward. She was ready, She was wanting, And she was willing. Every cell in his brain was pounding, Yelling at him to breed her. With a few shaky steps, He gave in... But he was still enough of a gentleman to at least make sure she was tended to first. With a shaky breath, He moved his large hands to her folds, rubbing up and down to get her ready.

"O-Oh my..." She groaned as his hands found their way to their goal, kneading the area around her entrance. "You certainly know how to treat a lady, Don't you?"

"I try my best." The Wizard quickly said as his fingers danced closer and closer to her waiting sex. Then, with a slight 'slick', his fingers started to make their way in as his other hand got to work above. He grasped one of the smaller, easier to reach breast and fondled them, tweaking her nipples slightly as she yelped in pleasure.

"Mmph~ Divines, Then your best is wonderful!" She purred out, one of her legs twitching. "It's been so long since I felt someone's touch there."

The wizard began to pump his arm back and forth, his large fingers now slick with her juices. It didn't take long for more fingers to be added, The spider squealing in delight.

"Oh, stop teasing me!" She yelled out as her legs tried to grip at anything. "Give it your all!"

The minotaur gulped as he did what he was ordered to, pushing his arm forward. With a squish, his entire hand plunged deep into her folds. She gasped loudly as her walls clenched down on his hand. With a heavy twitch of her legs, She climaxed.

This was it now to the Minotaur. She was ready for the main event. With a confident huff, he quickly pulled his arm out and lined him manhood up, the now turgid four foot long rod of meat intimidating even for the Brood Mother.

"Ready?" The wizard asked as he teased her entrance.

"I've been ready." Her back legs wrapped around his back and forced him forward quickly, a throaty groan soon being belted out as she didn't give him time to adjust. Her legs forced him into a rhythm as she pushed and pulled him.

He let out a grunt as she moved him on her own, his member wrapped in her velvety depths. And she was absolutely loving it, her breathing was shaky and filled with need.

"Y-You're being rather forward now." The minotaur remarked as he placed his arms on either side of her abdomen for support. She barely gave an answer as she finally let go, allowing the wizard to take her at his own pace now.

"I'm sorry, Darling. I just really need this right now." Her limbs finally relaxed back on the bed as the wizard began to thrust, going slow at first so that he didn't blow too soon. He wasn't expecting her to push him in so easily, and it seemed that for now she was content with only two of the four total feet his member was now.

The thrusting started off slow again, the wizard pacing himself so that he didn't seem like a one pump chump. But even still, her velvet folds felt divine on his member. His rhythm slowly steadied as he adjusted, Now not sideswiped by the pleasure.

The soft sounds of sex filled the cavern as they embraced each other. The harsh panting as the Wizard steadily pushed himself inside deeper and deeper. The Brood Mother's moans reaching higher for each inch she felt penetrate even her deepest depths. No one had been able before to hit these regions, But now she found someone who could hit all of the pleasure spots.

"I must have him." The thought pierced her consciousness as she looked to the minotaur. He was thrusting his little, at least compared to the Brood Mothers', heart out. And by god was he trying his best.

The rhythm varied every few minutes. First they were just slow, easy thrust, meant to get his member nice and deep inside her as he fondled the breast above. His grunts and her moans mixed into a near tribal song of lust as the bang of the drums was replaced with the slap of hip colliding with abdomen as the Minotaur finally pushed his whole member in, much to the dismay and delight of the Brood Mother.

The feeling was pure bliss on both ends. The bed protested such an unholy, beastial union, creaking under their combined weight as the joints started to become a tad loose. The minotaur had switched from the slow thrust to faster, more forceful ones, the speed of his hips likely only possible because of his species. Not that the Brood Mother was complaining, in fact she was encouraging him. She wanted him to give it his all as he fucked her like the whore she knew she was.

She wouldn't ever say otherwise. Sex was something she utterly enjoyed, almost thriving off it. Besides, it was easy to blackmail anyone into paying to keep their time a secret. This wasn't the first time she "Helped" a poor adventurer, or even an entire party, with the effects of her pheromone traps. It's amazing how much a knight or a paladin would pay to not be seen as a spider fucker.

But this one was different. She wanted, no , NEEDED to keep him... And she knew just the way. Inside the deepest parts of her folds, a small tube opened to an organ full of unfertilized eggs. Her plan was simply to make him a father of nearly a million Minotaur/Spider hybrids, And then guilt trip him into staying with her. Or just spindel him up in a web as a Plan B and try to slowly convince him.

Though that wasn't something to think about now. She just focused on the pleasure, the ravaging. It felt like each thrust caused static to go through their brains, the arousal and passion making every thought now a fuzzy mess on pants and beats. There were no more words, dirty talk or otherwise. Just heavy breaths and beastial grunting with every clap of the hips, every push of flesh against flesh.

But nothing could last forever.

The wizard hugged on to her abdomen tightly, his lips sucking on one of the many nipples that trailed down with the breast, his tongue doing what his hand did not long ago, playing with the nipple. The rhythm he had built up this whole time was all but lost as his hips erratically moved back and forth. He was close and both of them knew it. She had to act quick if she wanted to keep him, so without a moment's hesitation her back legs once again grabbed him and locked him inside.

He couldn't take anymore, It was all too much! Her beautiful moans, her wonderful folds, the warmth! His sack tightened and raised up, his member pulsed, and soon a veritable volcano of sperm launched into her. The gasp they both let out signaled an end to their 'session' together, His member still pumping out gallons as he twitched on top of the Brood Mother. As she rode out yet another climax from the filling she got, Her folds letting out small squirts of both sperm and her own juices, she smiled broadly as she could feel her eggs being finally fertilized.

The Wizard gave a shudder as the last of his orgasm rode out, His body sagging on the Brood Mother's abdomen. The urge, at least for now, was gone. With a long and pleasured groan, the wizard got a post-climax clarity like none he had ever felt before. This was an odd situation he found himself in. It wasn't particularly bad, in fact he could be in a much worse situation.

"U-Um... So this might not be the best time to say this, Darling..." The Brood Mother cooed in mock worry. "But I believe in our passion, I might have forgotten to tell you something important." It was now time to spring it. He had no energy to run away and his mind was already winding down from the sexual high. "You... Can, in fact, get me pregnant."

The minotaur's eyes widened to the size of plates as he quickly rose up and looked at her to her face. It's pale soft skin a hard contrast to the hard-but-malleable exoskeleton her lower half was covered in. It was also prudent in his mind to notice that her abdomen now was larger as the sheer amount of cum swelled both her uterus and her egg sack noticeably.

"Excuse me?" There was a look of shock on his face as the information took hold. How could he have been so unapologetically reckless?

She let out a sigh as she continued on. "And with the amount you seemed to have pumped into me-" Her back legs pushed him back for a better view, causing a shudder from both as his still sensitive member dragged itself out of her. When he was fully out, it didn't take long for a near flood of seed to rush out of her quivering sex.

"There's... No way you're not pregnant." He finished for her, knowing full well that with so much, he could probably get a large city full of women pregnant. The minotaur began to worry as his member finally started to sag and his sack felt that much lighter. Obviously the urge from those traps got the better of him. Why oh why would those be what she preferred to use?

Nevermind that, It was too late to think about now. There were more pressing matters at hand. For example, the fact that the wizard had used most of his energy during the coitus. He was utterly exhausted now, After hours of running and the rigors of sex, he was about ready to collapse.

"Come now, Darling..." He felt the Brood Mother's legs loop under his arms as she lifted him up and over her, placing him gently onto the bed. "We can worry about all that later. Clearly you're right well exhausted, So let us just sleep for now."

The minotaur tried to object, pushing himself up before being forced back down. "B-But I need to-"

"Shhh. Sleep now, Handle this later." She cooed softly, Her body rolling to spoon with the minotaur. Obviously, due to her body's size, she was the big spoon in this scenario. She was far too large for him to really object to her demands, and the bed did feel rather comfortable... With one last sigh, the wizard resigned himself to sleep, hoping beyond hope that the slab of meat he called his member would finally shrink back down.

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The hours passed by quickly as the wizard slept fitfully, His sleep plagued with lewd dreams. Debaucherous acts that he normally would never think about now filled his head. It was like some succubus had put a spell on him as he slept, dreaming about going even further with the Brood Mother then he already had.

The scenarios went on and on, some much more unhinged and unorthodox than others, until the dreams stopped on one consistent theme, One that was rather tame compared to some others. His hooves clacked on the stone floor of the cave, the sound echoing off the walls sharply. Everything seemed hazy, as if a thin fog held static in the air. He could hear her voice calling to him through the haze, urging him forward.

Slowly he walked towards her voice, that arachnid siren grabbing all of his attention. Her songs of need held his thoughts and desires into one goal. His member was at full mast by the time he entered the bedchamber, but when he saw her, his turgid instrument when from rocksolid to a rod harder than steel. She laid there on the bed in the finest silk lingerie she could fashion, Her eyes communicating all that she needed to say.

She wanted him to fuck her, now. And who was he to deny her? With shakey steps, He closed the distance. Her folds seemed so inviting, So welcoming to his meat pillar. No foreplay was required this time, and they both knew it. With an easy thrust his meat wand sank into her, Those lovely folds once again caressing every into of his member.

But something felt... Different. Her walls and folds were so much tighter now, as if they were getting squeezed together from something. That didn't stop him though, in fact it only made him want more. However she seemed quick to explain as she gripped her sheets, As if she could tell that something was off for him.

"Don't worry, Darling." Every sentence was followed by a groan, a gasp, or other sounds of pleasure. "It is only our heirs. The eggs are strong and out of the way. So please, Breed me to your hearts' content, Let me feel all you can offer again." Well, That explained it for the Wizard. There was a slight moment of panic when she mentioned the eggs, But that was quickly ended as she assured him of their safety.

With nothing to hold him back anymore, He prepared to give her the ride of her life. The time wasn't wasted, His hips already pistoning back and forth rapidly as her walls hugged his member like a vice. It was almost strangling how tight she was with the eggs inside her.

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In the waking world, the story was much the same, but with the Brood Mother on top. She had woken up much earlier and found that he was veritably rock solid, his massive mast lifting almost the entirety of the sheets off her bed. And what kind of self respecting Brood Mother wouldn't decide to take advantage? With an excited almost purr-like sound, she removed the sheets from the Wizards' form, unveiling that throbbing pillar of sexual pleasure. Quickly before he blew on his own, she climbed above him and positioned her folds above the tip, her legs almost straight at their full height for four feet, just high enough to ride that cock. Slowly she lowered herself down almost teasingly, Her folds parting as she gingerly bore down, trying not to wake him from whatever dream he seemed happy about.

Oh how lovely it felt to have him inside her again, The subtle bumps ah the edges of it's tip, the thick veins pumping blood to keep him harder than Mithril, The medial ring providing a ridge to mark the halfway point, it was all truly divine for the Brood Mother. And it was even more so as her eggs also pushed around her walls from the other side, making it feel even tighter.

"C-Come on, darling, Mmm Mama's eggs need some more protein to grow big and strong." Once she reached the base of his shaft, She took a minute to rest and adjust. With the eggs like they were, not only did the Brood Mother feel tighter, but the Minotaur felt even larger for her. Oh how lucky she was right now. For years she had to put up with cocks from unlucky adventurers that felt like a hotdog in a hallway with the rare few who had a familiar that might give her something. But now she had THIS, This hulking hunk of flesh that hit every bump, every button, every bundle of nerves.

She wanted- no NEEDED this man to be hers. She didn't care how she had to do it if the eggs didn't work. She made so many plans in her head as she sat on that monster of a member. There was always the go to of cocooning him, keeping his head and cock uncovered so that she could feed and use him.

His consent was clearly no longer a factor in her reasoning, her lust fueled mind ready to go to any length. There were brief ideas about killing him and then hiring a Necromancer to Thrall him to her soul, but that was quickly shooed away as her faculties reminded her that the Undead weren't long lasting, Especially in the sexual department. The idea of hiring a crafter to make a replica of this mammoth passed her mind, before quickly noting that any wood, glass, metal, or silicon could not match the real thing. While the ideas were flowing she started to rise back up, her folds almost suckling on the wizards' meat mountain, almost as if her body was protesting giving it up even if only for a second as she pushed back down.

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The Minotaur could feel himself losing control now, His hips smashing into her folds at full force as he just gave into all of his desires. She wanted him to breed her? That's what she was damn sure going to get as he bore down on her like a battering ram to a castle gate. He would thrust past all her defenses to get at that special keep of nerves that drove her wild, he would tear down all the barriers of their passion, And then let his little soldiers loose inside her walls to take their place inside her again.

The sex at this point was absolutely savage as they went at it, Her cries of pleasure pushing him on to make sure this was the best she ever had, and will ever have for a long time to come. Was it a tweeking of her breast, The praise he lavished upon her, or the sheer passion of it all that was causing her to climax like a geyser? It didn't matter now. Her juices were going everywhere as he kept pounding away, and that's what he wanted.

But, Just as last time, It could not last forever as he hilted himself and then somehow pushed even deeper still. And there he hit it, Her button, her switch, the bundle of nerves he was after. Her walls tensed, Her legs clasped around him, tremors shook her body as she rode out the hardest climax he could give her. And the intense heat from her folds, The way they massaged and milked his cock, was too much for him as well.

They both yelled in unison as she blasted his hips with her juices and he blasted her insides with seed yet again. Their union was once again consummated in their cries for each other, to feel their embrace again and again until the end of time. That was the note that his dream ended on, his vision fading to a dull grey as he finally got the release he needed to get some restful sleep.

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It was easy for her to tell when his dreaming ended. If it wasn't the fact that his fitfulness was finally subsiding, or that his heart rate was finally calming down again, It was the fact that he once again came an oceans worth of seed. She shuddered and panted as she sat there, Hilting his member in her sex once again, her mind coming down from her own climax. Much like the minotaur before, she was utterly exhausted from the pleasure, and the warmth from the seed filling her every being helped in that.

With a resolved sigh, She pulled herself off his mountain wand and collapsed to her side, Cum drunk and ready to just rest. She could deal with everything else later. Convincing him to stay, Making him stay, Preparing the Egg Sack, all of it could just be handled once she woke up, energized and fulfilled. There was no need to rush any of this anyway, She knew her charms could get the job done easily... They had to...

-==[Epilogue]==-

The sounds of the afternoon echoed into the cave, her slumber ending peacefully as she quietly stirred awake, Finally ready to take on the challenges of the day as she turned over to admire her prize...

But he wasn't there.

With a gasp, she jolted up and looked around frantically. He wasn't here. Her body charged out of her room as she searched around the cave. He couldn't be gone. She couldn't have squandered such an opportunity. He HAD to be here somewhere.

Was he in her kitchen, Preparing a special meal? She wasn't that lucky, the kitchen bare with only a small dish inside the cleaning bin. What about the cave's river, Maybe washing up? They had made quite a mess from the coitus, and seed would be hell on his fur. No luck there either, The river devoid of any life besides the fish and pond plants.

He had to be somewhere. Possibly just exploring the surrounding area to get his bearings, or searching for ingredients. She just had to wait for him to return was all... No, That was fucking stupid, and she knew it.

No, nonono, Gods damn her ignorance and labido! If she had just let him have his wet dream, she would have been ready and awake with him. But now he was gone, And she only had herself to blame! She deserved to lose him. What kind of Brood Mother was she if she couldn't control herself? The kind that lost her best lay yet, That's what!

And now here she was once again, Soon to give birth to another brood with no one to rely on. Sure, She might be able to lure in the occasional wandering trader or adventurer, But after HIM? It would be nothing, She couldn't get any pleasure from THAT. So now here she was, In her cave once again, alone and passing the time as before. Though there was a definite air of melancholy now, Without someone else there.

But that wasn't the case for long, The sound of a large cart jostling on the uneven ground of the forest. She heaved a sigh before putting her book down and standing up. She was certain that it was just a wandering trader, looking for a spot to rest in with his oxen, like so many before...

"Ma'am? Are you still here?" She snapped to attention almost instantly when that voice echoed through, the Wizard actually returned, despite all her doubts before. She almost sprinted out of the cave to greet him again, feeling genuine relief that he actually returned. Though what she saw behind the Minotaur stunned her. He looked almost excited as she rushed out to meet him. "Ah, You are still here! Um, sorry for leaving without a note or anything. Couldn't find any paper or ink anywhere." Behind him was a large cart near overflowing with books, supplies, equipment, and furniture. It all came from his tower, and he soon explained his situation.

With being kicked out of his old village, he would need a new place to study and master his magicks, somewhere where he wouldn't potentially disturb another village. And with the Brood Mother's admittance that she was pregnant, Well he couldn't just leave her alone here. What kind of man would he be if he did? And so, An agreement was soon reached between them.

He would help raise the young, and possibly teach those that were hopeful the same Magicks he knew, while providing for them by selling potions in other towns and villages.

Meanwhile, She got her man, and a helping hand around her home. Potentially many hands if magic ones counted. In fact, That gave her a nice idea for later. But that could be done after everything was sorted and done with.

Now, She just wanted to enjoy his embrace again.

-=[The End (?)]=-