{"sf1_id":718093,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Curse of the Three Horns","author":"StGeorgesHorse","words":4502,"posted_at":"2014-06-14T19:38:00.000Z","tags":["Age Difference","Anal","Bull","Human","M/F","M/M","Minotaur","Mythological Creature","NC","Oral","Rape","Transformation","Underage"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/718093-curse-of-the-three-horns","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/718093","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=718093\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#8 of Miscellany\n\nAnother random story.... That is all.","content":"The heat was mildly oppressive and\nthe smells were a garish mixture of smelly bodies and aromatic spices. The\nstreet was packed with vendors and buyers, all mingling amidst the shouts of\nhawkers and mad men. Through it all ambled the oddest couple to have walked\nthrough the bazaar in a decade.                She was\nyoung and pretty, enough to attract even the most jaded eye. Her clothing was\nsimple white cotton, but the gold earrings and the ruby necklace were obviously\nabove her level. Most likely stolen. The greediest and vilest of the men in the\nstreet assessed her for both her body and the value of her gold.                 They\nhardly considered the value of the animal she rode. At first glance it seemed\nto be a stupid looking steer, dull of eye and comical of face. A quick check in\nthe rear showed that he still had his balls, making his docile way even more\nremarkable. It was either drugs or magic that allowed this girl to ride such a\nbeast, and it was even more amazing that he walked through the crowd as if he\nwasn't alarmed by the great noise.                She slipped\noff her place on his back; right at the juncture of his great neck, and slid to\nthe dusty street. She made her way to a sweetmeat vendor and pulled out several\ncopper coins. She made her purchase and walked down to a meat vender, buying a\nlarge portion of cooked meat. She emptied out her purse and gave the contents\nto him. He smiled, showing less teeth than he was born with and hoisted the bag\nup to her after she remounted.                \"Little\nmissy, you have a big appetite. Maybe you should share this with your pathetic\nexcuse for a cow.\"                She\nsmiled, showing perfect white teeth. \"That is an excellent suggestion! I will\ndo just that!\"                The\nbull snorted and moved ahead, shoving aside cursing men and sending a flock of\nexcitable chickens in every which direction. He plodded on, street after street\nuntil they had made it to the city gate. A few guards were lounging there.  One was particularly rude.                \"Hey!\nWhat kind of fucking horse is that?\" The others snickered.                \"The\nbest kind!\" she said with dignity.                The\nsoldiers didn't dare do what they felt like doing, not in broad daylight, but\nthey gave the girl looks that said everything. All the men did. They looked on\nher as a plaything, a bauble, a mere piece of flesh meant to satisfy their lust\nand greed.                 As they\nwalked past one of them poked the beast in the tail. A foot flew out and sent\nhim sprawling. Since it was crowded, the only thing the poor man could do was\nlay there gasping in pain as the crowd roared with laughter.                The\ngirl leaned down to the bull's ear. \"Nice kick!\" The bull snorted and ambled on\nuntil they were out of sight of the city. A shadow flitted from rock to tree,\nfollowing their every move.                It was\napproaching dusk when the girl called a halt to their progress. She climbed\ndown and set up the food on a flat rock the size of a rug. She had just laid it\nout when she felt a knife in her back. She didn't move.                \"Here\nnow. Looks like you've been expecting me. You went and got me a nice supper\nready! How thoughtful. But you know, I think I'll have me dessert first.\"                She\ncould smell his breath wafting over her shoulder. \"This food is not for you!\"                \"Like I\ncare? You should have learned to travel with more than an emasculated steer for\ncompany. You see, I intend to fuck you, kill you, take your gold and eat your\nfood.\"                \"Really?\nAll that? Let me see if I get this straight. You're going to rape me, murder\nme, take my jewelry and then you're going to eat this food which I bought?\"                The man\nsnickered evilly. \"That's pretty much it.\"                That\nwas when he felt the breath on his neck. He swatted backwards. \"Beat it you\nstupid cow. I'll deal with you later.\"                When\nthe heat on his neck persisted he turned to confront the annoying creature. He\nfound himself standing face to face with it. Only the face was looking down at\nhim. Its hand, the left one, came down and grabbed him by the head. The eyes\nwere glowing red. And it spoke.                \"The\nlittle missus is under my protection you filthy piece of shit. If you had gone\nwithout threat of harm, you would still have a chance of being alive in the\nmorning. But you have openly stated your evil intent in front of Zeus.\nTherefore you will die.\"                The\nthief wet himself. A minotaur was a thing of legend. This one was not. Somehow\nthe bull had vanished to be replaced by this, this, monstrosity.  He could feel the terrible strength in that\nhand and had to wonder just how much force it would take to crush his skull.                The\ngirl walked up and did a high kick right in the thieves' crotch. \"I don't like\nyou. You're rude.\"                The minotaur\nwas holding the terrified thief in the air. His feet were dangling a foot and a\nhalf off the ground. A slow drip of urine stained the sand. A large hand ripped\nthe clothing from him and tossed it on the ground. \"Sorry missus, but you'll\nhave to sort through that mess yourself. From the sounds of it he has coin, and\nof course his pretty little knife. That should fetch a few coppers more in the\nnext town.\"                She\nmade a face at the damp clothing but quickly sorted through it. She stared at\nthe hanging man. \"Cocky aren't you? Carrying this much money makes you a mark\nmore than my jewelry does me. But I will thank you now, for there won't be a\nchance later.\"                The\nMinotaur made a little bow. \"You may eat without me. I will return when I am\ndone. As you know, I have no idea how long this will be.\"                 He\nwalked off still carrying the man in his ham hand. The man was whimpering,\ntotally lost in the terror of his situation. It hardly mattered to him that his\nintentions up to just a few minutes ago had been less than noble and much along\nthe same lines.                The\ngirl ate to the sounds of screams and cries. It had bothered her initially,\nthose first few times. But no one made the men follow her. They did it through\ntheir own greed and evilness.  This one\npleaded and screamed and choked and... Well, you get the idea.                When\nthe Minotaur came back, he was dripping in sweat. There was also the smell of\nblood about him. He said nothing, but sat down and began eating.                \"I hope\nyou washed your hands!\"                He held\nthem up. They were fairly clean, though not what a civilized person would call\nwashed. It was obvious he had wiped them on his hips. \"Princess, when we get to\nwater, I promise you I will wash. But for now, I need to eat. Carrying you all\nday and then dispatching the ruffians who mean to do you harm is tiring work.\"                She\nclammed up while he ate. When he was done, she asked, \"So, how long did this\none last? I don't pay attention anymore.\"                \"Oh,\nlong enough for me to fill him up twice, from both ends. I thought I might end\nup with teeth marks on my poor cock, but his jaw was stretched so tightly he\ncouldn't bite.\"                She\nshuddered a little. \"Yes, I can picture that.\" His cock in this form was a\nliving entity, as big around as her arm. She had seen it often enough, as he\nwas constantly horny. That was part of the curse. She did what she could for\nhim, but her body was much too small to take on something like that. So where\nall the men that tried to attack her. In their cases they didn't have a choice\nin the matter. Once they made the mistake of threatening her, they were subject\nto the conditions of the curse too. Idiots!                She\npatted his arm. \"Marlon, I do feel for you. How many does that make now?\"                He\nnumbered off on his thick fingers. \"Sixty Seven. Thirty three more and then the\ncurse will be broken.\"                She sighed.\n\"Then we can be together again like we should be. Do you think you will still\nlove me then?\"                It was\nhis turn to sigh. \"Yes princess, I will always love you. Why do you think I go\nthrough with this day in and day out?\"                She\nknew he loved her, despite their age difference. He was her body guard, and\nthree times her age. She had grown up with him and as a child often does, she\nfell in love with him too. It was wrong; they both knew it. But since he kept\nhis feelings hidden and she wasn't completely aware of hers, it had worked.\nRight up until...                \"I know\nwhat you're thinking. I never should have killed your father.\"                She\ngrimaced. \"You didn't kill my father you dolt, you killed the king. The king\nwas trying to kill me because he found out I was a bastard.\"                The Minotaur\nsnorted. \"Bastard? I hate that term. You are the daughter of Zeus. I killed the\nking to protect you from him. This punishment is the god's way of sparing my\nlife and yours as well. Otherwise we would both be dead and nothing more than rotting\nflesh.\"                She\nsighed. \"I know. Still, it was horrible watching him die.\"                \"And\nyou would rather that it had been you that had been thrown onto the burning\ncoals? He got what he deserved, the stinking pile of shit!\"                \"Oh\nshut up, will you? It's long ago done.\"                \"But\nnot forgotten. I see it in my dreams every night.\"                \"I\nknow, my great big hero. I long for the day when we finally have peace.\"                She was\nstroking his back. He longed for that, because he just could never get the\nitches back there. But at the same time, it caused his cock to sneak out of its\nhiding spot. She watched, both fascinated and repulsed by the huge organ. It\nwas covered in reddish stains.                 \"You\nknow, if I ever consent to having you bed me, you will wash one hundred times\nbefore you stick that in me!\"                He\nchuckled. \"You mean my normal, human one? For you I will wash a thousand times.\nBut this is not a tool for making love princess, this is a club for doling out\npunishment. That is the command of the great god and I must obey if I value my\nchance at becoming human again.\"                \"Yes. I\nsuppose there are worse things to suffer. Look at the poor men and boys who\nthink me an easy mark. They suffer the greatest pain.\"                \"Only\nas much as I grant them. I doubt anyone will miss them, and probably even their\nmother's would thank me for what I do.\"                They\ncurled up with each other and spent the night where they were. Come morning\nthey headed off again, richer by a small bag of coins and a pretty little\nknife. When they passed a small deep stream, the bull waded in and rolled\naround, careful not to transform. All he needed was to have to kill someone\njust because of his carelessness. Anonymity was everything.                His\ncock slid out and he rolled back and forth, swishing it in the cool water. He\nrolled and rolled in the mud before rinsing it off again. When he climbed out,\nhe was cleaner, though hardly pristine. On the other hand, he was just supposed\nto be  a stupid bull, so there was no\npoint in looking like a prize winner. He left a few reeds hanging from his\nhorns.                She had\njoined him in the water, only she had wisely chosen to wash upstream. She had\nslipped off her white cotton dress and piled her jewelry on top. He stood over\nher clothing in a disapproving manner. \nHis voice was silenced by the view he got of her nubile body.                 She was\ntanned, a natural brownish color that anyone who grew up under the sun had from\nbirth. He breasts were small, and hadn't grown a bit in all the time they had\nbeen living on their own in the wilds. That was another curse. Zeus perhaps had\nthought it a blessing, keeping her young, but the fact was if she had aged into\na woman, they just might be able to couple. As it was her body was too fresh\nand young and tender for anything involving the brute body of a minotaur.                 That\ndidn't keep him from sporting his erection again. Zeus found it funny to punish\nmortals in ways that amused him. As a bull, he might just find relief with a\nherd of cows, but overall the locals didn't want their cows mating with a beast\nlike he appeared to be. If he tried it in his two legged form, the whole\ncountryside would be out against them. He was reduced to being a rapist and a\nmurderer. That was how they had fallen into this rut. Walk through a town, make\na show and hope someone would bite. They were rarely disappointed.                 The\nprincess had to remain free from harm, and if she ever lost a piece of jewelry\nshe would remain a child forever. So he kept busy watching over her and her\nbelongings.  It was a cat and mouse game\nand he hoped the great god was being entertained.                  He\ncontinued to stare. She noted his gaze and smiled, not at all shy in her\nbehavior. She washed with a slow practiced dance, running her hands over her\nbody, allowing them to linger in spots where he longed to be. If she kept this\nup, he was going to need a gang of toughs to handle his passions. He had to\nfight down his urges as his cock slid out again.                She\nwaded to where he was, smiling as she squeezed the water out of her hair. \"I\nsaw that! Do you want to try it?\"                He\nunconsciously transformed. \"No! I will not harm you!\"                She sighed.\n\"I know you don't. But you always look so miserable. Isn't there something I\ncan do?\"                \"Yes!\nQuit washing where I can see you!\"                She\npouted. \"But I thought you liked the way I looked!\"He seized her and lifted her up to\nhis level. \"Little princess, you know I do and that is the problem. \"His huge arms were more powerful\nthan an elephant. His grip was as solid as stone. She was confident that he\nwouldn't drop her so she swung and wrapped her legs around his face, wiggling\nher crotch on his muzzle. He sighed inwardly and complied. His tongue came out\nand lapped over her freshly washed crotch. He could feel her heels tighten\nagainst the side of his head.It didn't take long for her shaking\nto start. It took much longer for it to subside. The rough surface of his taste\nbuds rubbed her pleasantly raw in no time. \nHe relished the taste of her, but the little episode did nothing to\nrelieve his needs.When she was able to stand on her\nfeet, he lowered her back into the water. Her crotch was wet with saliva and\nher own natural juices. She rubbed her hands down there to slicken them up,\nthen gently began stroking his cock. She still shuddered to think of that thing\ngoing into anything but a cow or a mare. It was a grossly disproportionate\nthing. It was also pretty touchy at times. She had a feeling it wouldn't take\nmuch to set him off.Three minutes later she was proved\ncorrect. She ducked as it exploded in a flood of cum. She dodged most of the\nflow, but wasn't worried about what did hit her. A quick dunk would fix that.\nAs it was he was making the water white with his fluid. It drifted downstream\nas it sank to the bottom.A big hand ruffled her damp hair.\n\"Thank you little one. That will last me for a little while. I hope your loins\nare similarly satisfied?\"She giggled. \"Yes, thank you very\nmuch. It's not like the real thing, but it will do for now.\"They dried for a while before\nsetting off. It was none too soon, for a caravan passed them by. As usual, they\ngot stares, but for the most part they were directed to the young girl. She\nleaned in and whispered to her mount. \"Hey, I bet you never thought of using a\ncamel!\"  The bull snorted and continued\non his plodding way. The next town was a rowdy place,\nfull of thieves and cut throats. That made it both dangerous and perfect, for\nthey wanted someone to follow them. They had to be careful not to have a whole\nhorde after them though. That was why she made a show of spending all of her\nmoney. There wasn't enough for a group of robbers to both trying to split,\nexcept maybe her body. Even then, there were easier marks than a pretty, poor\ngirl on a bull. She sold the knife and took all of\nher money to buy more food. She bought a big bag of fresh dates and a smaller\none of figs. Some dried salted fish from the distant ocean rounded out her\npurchases. She had to shuttle aside looks and a few gropes before she made it\nback on her ride. One man, more persistent than the rest, made a grab for her\nand was rewarded with a horn stabbed into this chest. While it didn't pierce\nhis skin, it left a bruise and him lying on the ground gasping. A few others\nappraised her from afar but kept their distance. The two traveled for a while until they found\na small hill along the road. From atop it, they could see for miles. Still,\nMarlon made a point. \"We can be seen as well. I would prefer to take the\nshelter of this outcrop here.\"  Since the\nroad seemed clear in both directions, they stopped for the night.  The fish was brought out and consumed,\nfollowed by the fruit. The dates were sweet and sugary. The figs were moist and\ntasted like nirvana.  The evening air was\ncool and only the sounds of the insects broke the silence. His shift from minotaur to bull was\nso fast and quiet that she missed it. The next instant there was a knife at her\nthroat. She sighed. It had been such a pleasant evening. Why did someone have\nto go and ruin it? She glanced down to see a rather smooth, unblemished hand.\nIt had all its fingers and even a few rings. Stupid fellow!He didn't say anything at first.\nShe finally started the conversation. \"What do you want?\"She felt his hand groped her chest.\nHis grunt was noncommittal.  \"You ain't\nmuch of a woman, but if you have a hole, I can poke it. Looks like you and that\nstupid animal ate the food. So I guess that means I take you, then your gold\nbefore going my way.\"She was remaining perfectly still.\n\"You're not going to kill me?\"He considered. \"Not sure. I guess\nit depends of you. Give me what I want and I'll leave you alone afterwards.\"\"Now why would I do that? I have no\nreason to want a cretin like you bedding me, not for all the money in the\nworld!\"\"Then I guess I take it by force!\"He felt a hot breath on his\nshoulder. He turned and screamed. The bull, though not longer a bull, was\nstaring him down. \"See here you. The little lady is under my protection and one\ndoes not make threats to her. That will cost you.\"The princess whirled to stare at\nthe newest intruder. He was younger than most, with fair skin barely unbroken\nby violence. His eyes were blue and his hair as black as midnight. Overall he\nwas a fairly handsome youth. She almost felt bad for him.\"Can you go a little easy on him?\nHe doesn't seem so bad.\"The minotaur's eyes lit up like\nfire. \"Go easy on him? You know I can't!\"\"Yes you can. The punishment is\nsupposed to fit the crime. So go a little easy on him please.\"\"Whatever you say. Remember, by the\ntime I'm done, they are usually asking for release from this life. It seems to\nplease the great god so I will do nothing to damage my chances of getting out\nfrom under this curse.\"The young man tried to struggle,\nbut his cloths hit the ground in shreds. A light jingle of silver came to their\nears. They were into money again, and they now had a nice shiny knife as well\nas a few rings she pulled from his fingers. She put them on, but they rolled\naround her thinner fingers like hula-hoops.  \"Goodbye thief. Thank you for the parting\ngifts.\"His eyes went wide when the\nmonstrosity carried him into the darker recesses along the hillside. The huge\nthing talked to him as it walked. \"You know, I almost feel bad for you. But I\nmust do what I do the gain back my life. And you see, I must protect one who is\ndear to me. She is also dear to her father who happens to be the one who laid\nthis curse. If I don't do my job, not only would I die, so would you. I like to\nsave my own skin for a better day. So that means you have to go. It's really\nnothing personal.\"Marlon dropped the man to the\nground. He tried to get up and run but a hoofed foot came down on him. \"Listen.\nWe can do this the hard way. I prefer it. Or we can do it the easy way. The end\nresult is the same... for you.\"The man tried to dart between his\nlegs. He ran face first into a third leg that shouldn't be there. He bounced\noff it, hitting the sand in a daze. The minotaur grabbed him and threw\nhim over a boulder. He spit a few times in his palm and rubbed the tip. When\nhis hand slid across it easily he dropped it down with a thud on the man's back\nbefore dragging it backwards to the hole it was destined for. The man began to\ncry out. \"You can't do this!\"\"I can't? Why not? You were going\nto do it to my little princess. Would it have mattered to you if she had\npleaded for her life?\" There was no response from the man.\"Right. You wouldn't have. It's\nalways the strongest who make the rules. In this case, I out trump you. So I\nget to do what I want. Did you know man that I could sport an erection every\nminute of my life? It takes willpower to keep it down. The god thinks that's\nhilarious I guess. So when I don't have to, it's a real treat for me.\"He didn't wait to see if the man\nwould have anything else to say. He pressed the gnarled tip of his cock against\nthe man's ass and shoved. As was normally the case, nothing happened right\naway. The muscles protested at the intrusion of course, but a persistent\npressure would eventual overcome that. Two things happened when it did. There\nwas a scream and a groan. I'll let you sort out who made which. The minotaur grunted with\nhappiness. This wasn't what he longed for in life, but it had to do, so he made\nthe best of it. He forced inch after inch inside, feeling the opening stretch\ntighter and tighter. He was taking it easy. There was nothing to keep him from\nramming it in until there wasn't room for an ant in the space. Right now maybe\ntwo ants would have a chance.He wished a bit for a mirror, so\nthat he could see his victim's face. He could picture the eyes bugging out\nabout now. He pressed onward until there seemed to be nowhere else he could go.\nHe just stood there for a moment, feeling the man squirm and try to get\nfree.  It meant that Marlon didn't have\nto work as much for his release. Let the man struggle! Tiring of that after a few minutes\nhe hoisted the body up, holding it tightly to his chest and belly. With slow\nstrokes he worked the man like he might a butter churn. At one point he felt\nthe body go limp. Normally, he would have waited until he was awake again\nbefore progressing, but he was \"taking it easy on him.\"He used him like a toy until he\nfelt his big balls tighten up. He blew out so much he found he had to pull out\ndue to the pressure. A flood of fluid spilled to the ground. He slid back and\nresumed his fucking. Finding it boring manhandling a limp body, he dropped to\nthe ground with the body under him. With his full weight pressing down, it didn't\nmove hardly an inch.He could feel the consciousness creeping\nback into his victim a little while later, but whatever screams were to be had\nwere seemingly swallowed up by the sand. The minotaur worked a way for what had\nto seem an eternity to the one underneath him, but he finally blew his load\nagain. He crushed the body, grinding it into the sand. When the flow stopped,\nhe pulled out sharply, watching with satisfaction as the cum flowed out and\nonto the ground. He stood there for a moment before finally walking away.The next morning the two, the girl\nand the bull, were walking down the road. She was somber for once. \"You know, I'm\nrather sad you had to kill him.\"The bull shook its head.\"No you aren't sad or no you didn't\nkill him?\"The bull snorted. She seemed to get\nthe idea. \"You didn't kill him? How decent of you. But then I guess that just\nmeans you still have thirty three more to kill. I hate making you wait.\"The bull stopped. He snorted a few\ntimes and then nuzzled her hand. She smiled. \"Thanks. I like you to. This isn't\nall bad I guess. Besides, whatever will we do with ourselves when the curse is\nfinally lifted? I've gotten to the point I don't know anything else.\"For an answer, the bull dropped his\ncock. It was red and long.The girl giggled embarrassedly. \"Yes,\nI suppose there is that. After all, it does seem to be your favorite horn.\""}