Out in the Woods
This is a Birthday story for Deioth.
Its compiled of an RP and extremely altered to make work as prose.
Altering RP logs to prose effectively is long, hard work.
I mention this just as any artist would talk about their collaboration when they post a peice of art they worked on with someone else.
The Minotaur is Deioth, and he belongs to himself.
Tristan belongs to Deioth-- I mean me.
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Tristan Hawthorne slumbered softly under a large Hawthorne tree, nestled between two of the large roots. He gathered leaves over himself for modesty before he fell asleep since he is naked. The nudity is to protect his nice clothes from wrinkles and earth. His clothing is coiled up in a snug pack next to him, ready to be worn when the hare arose.
Deep in the woods, a large Minotaur walks slowly through the forest, after a long day of travelling and exploring, and now his belly begins to rumble. He gives it a light pat, knowing he'd need a meal soon, so he raises his snout up into the air and gives a sniff, finding any interesting or taste scents. He continues walking, catching something faint, and he follows it...
The hare stirs softly in his sleep, causing a fairly audible rustle. He sleeps on unaware that this only helps draw the stranger towards him. Luckily he was only visible if approaching from between the two roots he's nestled between due to their height and the depth of the hollow between them.
The Minotaur's ears pick up the sounds of leaves and he slows down, keeping himself as stealthy as possible. As large as he is, his footfalls are very quiet, as he crept through, following his nose and ears. He comes across the large tree and peaks around it, eventually discovering the sleeping bunny nestled under a blanket of leaves. He sniffs again and his belly rumbles, tongue whipping out to pick up some drool and swallow it down. "Mmm... rabbit..." He rumbles deeply to himself.
The bunny in question sleeps soundly, Tristan resting his head against the nook between the two roots, supported on both sides as his breath comes slow and nearly silent, a few locks of his obsidian hair obstructing the view of his face as he was looked over. He starts to stir, smelling something and vaguely registering the loud rumble above him subconsciously.
The Minotaur begins to take advantage of the sleeping bunny by stroking himself off, licking his lips as he can only imagine what the delicious smelling thing must taste like. His rich musk begins to fill the air as he slowly creeps himself forward, getting his scent in as close to the hare as he can. He looms over the rabbit as he walks himself over the roots, avoiding the leaves and making noise. A drip of pre leaks over one of the leaves in front of Tristan's nose as he licks his lips some more, drooling a bit. "Mmm... gonna taste good, my little bunny..."
Tristan slumbers on, but lighter in sleep now as he is starting to awaken. There is the soft rustle of leaves as his member erects subconsciously from the greatly masculine scent washing over and into him as Deioth pleasures himself over him, groaning softly as a sudden burst of musk hits his muzzle from the drip of pre next to his nose, his own member starting to throb amongst the leaves, black head visible now.
"Mmm, yes, my sweet little bunny..." The Minotaur rumbled low, "Give in to my musk, give in to me, you know you want to..." He slowly sits himself down on his knees over the roots, his tail swishing lightly behind himself against the leaves now.
Tristan whimpers in his sleep as the bull's tail swishes the leaves clear away from his loins, exposing his throbbing member to the world.
The bovine keeps stroking himself off, his cock now over Tristan's face, throbbing and leaking with his pre and powerful musk.
The bunny gasps softly as the hot fluid leaks onto his face, making the musk even stronger as some even goes up his nose.
A moment later, he reaches down to find the erecting rabbit cock, gently fondling it with his fingers, "You'll enjoy pleasuring and feeding me... mmmroo..."
Tris' hips buck spontaneously as his shaft is tenderly fondled. His eyes start to open...
The Minotaur smiles down at his new friend, slipping his thick legs down between the roots and around Tristan, effectively sitting on the little rabbit now, his cock still erect and in the bunny's face. He slips his hands behind Tristan's head as those eyes open, "Mmmrrooo, good morning, sleepy head... I'm going to honor you by being breakfast..."
Tris' eyes widen as he focuses on the meat before him, before his eyes wander up the muscular form of the large Minotaur.
The bovine licks his lips as his belly rumbles loudly, drool dripping down his muzzle.
Tris blushes deeply, squirming a bit as he find's he's pinned. The words were not quite making sense to him in his present state of mind, and his brow furrowed in confusion.
The Minotaur recognizes Tristan's state of mind. "Do not worry, my sweet little rabbit... You've the honor of pleasing me... and feeding me... Become mine, my lovely..." He gently begins to rub his throbbing cock head against Tirstan's lips now, trying to get his thick meat within the rabbit's mouth.
Tristan whimpers submissively, eyes a soft golden brown as the massive meat is pressed to his lips. The near proximity makes him moan out as his eyes fade to a rich violet, starting to suckle with need at the shaft.
The bull lows out powerfully, lustfully, and hungrily. He shifts around his meal, hugging it with his legs almost; as he works his cock in between the black lips of the hare he caught. He sits himself down more, feeling Tristan's cock near his rump. He holds it with his tail to aim it towards his hole, and he gently lowers himself down to squeeze his rump around the sensitive black tip.
Tristan mumbles softly around the cock as his needy cock is manipulated and pulled between the muscular cheeks, gasping as they clench on his cockhead, making him suck harder and harder
He lows long and lustfully as his cock is sucked so eagerly by the enthralled rabbit, and his hips gently buck in more of his thick and long shaft of meat, "Mmm, yes... good boy, you're doing wonderfully..."
Tris let the big minotaur control his body, all fear driven from his mind by pure lust
"Mmmm, yes... Suck it, little bunny... Become mine..." He pushes in as he sits around Tristan's cock, most of his length forced into the black abyss of the rabbit's mouth as his ass takes in much of the rabbit's cock.
Tristan moans softly as the diminutive is used, sucking harder as his shaft is engulfed in hot tight warmth, his body so close to orgasm
The bull's thick meat throbs powerfully, ready to blow, and fill Tristan with seed that will surely leave the bunny like a loyal slave with the lust and submission he has forced Tristan into with just his scent
Tristan keep his suckling up, totally unaware of the hazards to his free will that swallowing the seed would cause...
With a quiet, lustful, cominating groan, the Minotaur's seed pours from his cock, in a rich, powerful, yet gentle flow. He rumbles away in his chest, letting a long and delighted moo emanate from his chest as he clenches around the rabbit's cock in his ass and lets his rich seed pour down Tristan's throat. "Mmm... mmrrooo... there, we go... good boy, all mine now, right?" Tristan tenderly starts to drink as his free will is washed away from the rich thick seed pouring steadily over his tongue, his throat softly gulping in rhythm. The minotaur rumbled deeply, riding out his peek, smiling down at the hare. "You love your big minotaur, don't you?" The bunny softly nods, eyes closed in warm bliss at the questions as his own shaft starts to ejaculate submissively into his new Master.
The Minotaur lows out lovingly as he clenches around the spurting member in his rear. He feels empowered by the seed pouring into him as he releases the last of his load down Tristan's throat. He begins to pull away and get up some to pull his cock out and empty his ass of Tristan's. Tristan whimpers longingly as the seemingly life giving member was pulled away from his lips and his spent shaft fell from his Master's body. The bull then slips back down, clearing leaves so he can lay himself down over his newest pet and meal, "Mmm... Now, my lovely..." The bull kisses Tristan's lips. The hare kisses back softly, closing his eyes again as the minotaur begins licking, murring loudly at the lovely taste, "It's time..."
"F-For what, Master?"
"Mmm... to become mine... forever..."
Tristan gasps softly at the words, "Oh yes, Master..." The minotaur's kissing and licking slowly works into a wide opening maw that slowly drops itself around Tristan's head. Tris closes his eyes as the large broad tongue slathers strongly over his muzzle, before opening them just in time to see the gaping maw envelop his head. Drool drips around the delicious bunny as his tongue laps up every last scrumptious bit of flavor it can. The bunny muuurs as he is coated with thick musky drool. His body and thick muscles gently rub around his meal and gently guide Tristan into his maw, shoulders slipping between his lips now as he swallows rumbling happily around the head in his mouth. Tristan mumbles, feeling his muzzle press to the entrance of the hot throat, feeling the rumble all around him
The bull swallows hard, pulling Tristan's head on down into his throat. His arms gently guide his meal down his throat as he rubs himself all around his delicious lunch, gently rubbing his slick cock against bunny fur, matting it down and giving it more flavor. Tristan muurs softly as his head enters his new Master's throat, feeling the strong hands hold him and ease him into the all consuming muzzle, a thick line of running seed being drawn on his body as he is dragged against the masculine maleness. His mouth slurps, his throat gulps, and his chest rumbles as every delicious inch of his bunny meal slides down his throat. He spoke around his tender morsel, "Mmm.... All mine now...."
Tris mewls softly as he feels the rumbling all around his head, soothed by the music of his master's body as his hips slip in past his fleshy lips. With another good swallow and a flick of his tongue, the most delicious part of any meal is now trapped within the Minotaur's jaws, and he savors this flavor. His tongue slurps all aroung Tristan's cock, rump, crotch, everything it can reach in the sensitive areas of the rabbit's body, slobbering over what he can, lips drooling a river of thick saliva around his meal as he slurps up more and more. Tristan moans muffledly as the tongue starts to bring him back to full arousal, "Oh Master..." He writhes weakly in pleasure as his naughty bits are slathered over.
Soon enough the Minotaur is sitting up on his knees to hold his dinner in his arms and guide it inside, "Mmmrooo..."
Tris feels the world change orientation as the minotaur sits up onto his heels, feeling the strong warm arms around his slender legs. The bull leans his head back down, gulping down the delicious rabbit more and more. His tongue leaves no spot dry as it passes his lips. Tristan moans as the strong muscles massage his shaft, writhing and bucking his hips softly He swallows harder now, getting those legs in, and with a few more powerful gulps he finishes his meal off completely. Tris' feet wiggle just outside the lips of the Minotaur, feeling his muzzle press against the tight entrance to the stomach. When his feet slide in and his head pops into the belly he cries out and cums again, "OH MASTER!" The Minotaur's throat rubs and massages around every inch of fur and flesh he swallows, including the bunny's arrousal. The bunny goes stiff completely enveloped, before going limp as the throat works him down and curls him up, bulging out his Master's abs into a dome. The bull slowly turns himself around as his belly fills out and sits himself down where Tristan once was.
"Mmmm...." He licks his lips idly as he relaxes, laying himself in the patch of grass, leaves, and in between the roots where Tristan once slept so peacefully. He rubs his belly with a hand and strokes his cock with the other, "Sooo delicious... you're all mine now, my sweet little rabbit..." He rumbled h forever a part of me..." He belched wetly, "Mmm, sleep now... and let my stomach take you..."
Tristan muuuurs softly in afterglow in the hot tight stomach, feeling the rubs from without and moaning sweetly with a nuzzle to a stomach wall. He nods softly at his Master's words and dozes pleasantly in the stomach.
The minotaur licks his lips a bit more as he relaxes, stroking away at his thickened arousal. As his meal slowly dozes, his brings himself to another orgasm tensing up and moving his meal to his second stomach. As the spray of seed splashes over his domed abdomen, Tristan is quickly submerged in digestive enzymes. Fur, flesh, everything begins to break down immediately into a slick goop to be absorbed by his body, truly making Tristan a part of him... "Mmmm... sleep well... my lovely pet... good food..." He soon dozes off as well, another meal claimed, another creature forever a part of his beauty, his muscles, and his power.
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