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Unbound Avarice

Written by: Zylen Andel

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Darkness slowly lifted its veil, illuminating the stone walls lit only with flickering candle light.

Apollo sat up, rubbing his temples and trying to soothe his throbbing headache. The blue jay had absolutely no idea where he was or how he got here. All he remembered was that he was at a party with his boyfriend - Zylen?! Where is he?

"Zylen?! Are you here too?"

"No, he's not. It's just us."

Turning towards the voice, Apollo saw in the candlelight a shadowy looking otter standing underneath one of the candles. His mostly black furred body almost blended into the shadows, but his white belly fur and fiery hair stood out sharply. He held a hand out to the blue jay, helping the avian to his feet.

"Just us? As in you and me?" Apollo asked, trying not to look at their obvious nakedness.

"There's one more guy. He's over here."

The otter walked into the shadows, but Apollo could still make out his movements and followed him. A few steps and turn around the corner brought the two to a large area lit with a bonfire in the middle of the room, whose dancing flames lit the room much brighter than the wall candles did. Apollo was able to see that in addition to the otter's fiery hair, his pubes and even his cock matched the orange and yellow coloring of fire. However, what drew his attention the most, was the red cat still lying motionless on the floor.

"K... Kanada? Please just be sleeping." Apollo prayed as he knelt beside the feline, gently rubbing his shoulder. "Kanada wake up."

The red cat groaned and shifted as sleep left his mind buzzing. Kanada sat up slowly, rubbing his head, "Ugh... what... where am I?"

"We don't know."

"Apollo?" Kanada turned to face his friend, but stops when he sees the black otter. "You're the 'we' I suppose. Call me Kanada."

"Blitz." The otter helped the cat up and now all three naked men stood on the warm stone floor.

"So, not to state the obvious, but we should try to figure out where we are and find a way out."

Apollo chuckled nervously, feeling anxious and scared but comforted that he is at least not alone. "Yeah... sounds like a pl-!"

ROAR!!

The sounds exploded like a bomb, hitting all three men in the chest and freezing their hearts for a moment. Then more sounds rose into the darkness and made the group realize that there was no ceiling above them. The sounds descended on them, making them come to the conclusion that the other sounds weren't the roaring thing from earlier. Instead that heard scared screams and pleas for help to come that would never arrive. They looked at one another, trying to find an answer for their current situation. But all they found in each other's expressions were equal amounts of fear and confusion.

There was no escape - at least none that were clearly evident.

ROAR!!

Another loud ear-splitting roar tore the air and shocked their bodies into action. Blitz started walking towards the back of the room, opposite of where he and Apollo hard entered this large room. The stone halls twisted into curves that all three males had trouble following in their minds. Every now and then more fearsome roars and terrified pleas kept the group moving.

"What is that thing?" Apollo asked to his friends, knowing that they had no more information than he has.

"What's it doing to those people that are screaming?" Kanada asked looking up at the walls, trying to figure out if they could reach the top of the wall together.

Blitz was a step ahead of the other two, hurrying and scanning the environment through the dim candlelight. "If we don't want to find out the answers to either of those question, you two better get moving."

CRACK!

Apollo and Kanada stopped in their tracks, but Blitz took a few more steps...

CRACK!!

The sound of stone colliding against more stone rang out and also what sounded like stone sliding on top of other stone made Blitz stopped walking. All three men trying to figure out what was happening just from the sound alone. The answer came when the floor between the friends parted and a new wall sprang up quickly. Apollo looked to his left and saw the wall parting to create a new pathway that lead to a new room that he didn't recognize. Blitz looked around and found himself separated and alone, but a single thought occupied his mind and made his blood run cold. "It's a maze."

"Blitz?! Are you okay?" Apollo shouted.

"I'm fine. We need to find a way out. Good luck guys." Blitz took off running, determined to at least find his way to Apollo and Kanada. Blitz was scared, but there was strange scent in the air. It was subtle but tasted of fruit and left the otter feeling quite warm inside. His body was tired from running, buzzing with fatigue that was begging him to slow down. However, the fruity scent had the opposite effect and despite his fears and anxieties, Blitz found himself getting aroused. Each bounding step made his cock bounce and hit his abs, smearing some precum onto his fur.

The fact that he was aroused didn't bother him at all, what did bother him was the roaring seemed to be getting louder. Does that mean the monster is getting closer to him? Or just angrier? Neither option was good for Blitz, so the otter just kept running. His heart was beating faster and faster, making him more aroused with every pulse. The light and shadows in the pathways seemed to be mocking him with visions of escape routes and scary monsters, but there was only one monster that he didn't want to run into.

A sudden impact, hit him in the face, leaving him panting on his back, staring up at the darkness above the maze he was trapped in. He wasn't sure what hit him, his vision a bit blurry after the hit. The smell changed too - to something unfamiliar yet recognizable. The musk of man was a scent that was hard to forget and as Blitz reached up to his face and felt his gooey fur he knew he was right. He shot up and tried to stand up, but felt a strong hoof plant into his chest and force him back down to his back.

It was then he came face-to-face with what had hit him - a large dripping penis hovered above his face. A drop of the same slimy precum dropped onto his face, forcing that earthy scent into his nostrils again. But then, the cock moved down his body as the owner of the cock came into view of the candlelight. The bull's face was stern and angry, or maybe it was frustration the otter saw in those dark eyes. The big bull grunted and snorted and Blitz could reason was that it was deciding the exact way to stomp him to death. However, the hoof relented and allowed him to take full deep breaths again, which only made the strong musk even stronger.

"Ugh...when's the last time you washed your balls?"

As if the larger creature had heard something he had never heard before, its head titled to the side. Then it smiled - it smiled, which sent icy but rapid shivers up and down Blitz's spine. The next few seconds happened so fast for the otter that he didn't have any time to react. A strong hand grabbed his jaws and pried them open and just when Blitz thought the beast might just tear his head open it stopped. The next moment sent the panicked otter's head spinning as those heady unwashed nuts were placed into his open mouth - or rather jammed into his mouth. Blitz gagged and choked but still the nuts were forced into his mouth, bulging his cheeks with their size.

With the creature's crotch firmly in his face, Blitz couldn't see anything beyond the stained pubic hairs caressing his face. It was disgusting and humiliating, but despite the horrible situation, Blitz was feeling something else. A soft tugging at his neck then his body went numb. Had this creature killed him after all? And he was just waiting for the pain and his brain to go quiet? A few moments later he realized he wasn't feeling any pain - in fact, he felt great with those big heavy balls hanging below him.

What? Why was he happy? The big stupid bull had shoved his sweaty and luscious, balls right into his mouth without his consent and god only knows what was happening to his body right now. His body came back into his perceptions when he felt his arms and legs each being grabbed and pulled from his torso. He didn't know why there was no pain, but every time the creature touched one of his former body parts he felt them. The minotaur spent the next few moments flattening out each of the otter's former limbs, leaving the head to soak in his pungent sweat.

"The smell is bad...but I can't help but want more." Each second that ticked by brought more sweat from the active creature, sweat that was tainted with magic. Each drop furthered the transformation. Fur melted away with the flesh turning into black leather, the fleshy parts constricting until they formed a thick band around the bull's sac. The former otter's skull spilt down the middle, with its content changing into metallic pieces. The heavy pieces turned into small but dense weights that hung under the large nuts, preventing the beast from climaxing too soon.

With the limbs flattened into strips of strong bondage tape, the minotaur spit on the black furry torso and rubbed it with firm strokes. He began to reshape and mold the torso into a very specific shape - a dildo. Once his work was completed he stood the rod up and spit on it some more, greasing it as best he could. The beast stood up and turned his backside to the tower of pleasure, lowering himself down until the tip pierced his ring. A loud growl echoed through the maze as he worked himself down onto that huge rod. A strong clench made sure the toy was lodged in place, with the strips of bondage tape ensuring that it would not shift too much. He had the toys he needed to pleasure himself, but for the greedy minotaur, enough was never enough and he took off to find more victims to twist into play things.

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Somewhere in the maze Apollo and Kanada are still trying to navigate the dimly lit labyrinth. They were looking for Blitz, but they weren't going to think about what they would do if they found the exit of the maze first. "I'm not sure we're making any progress. I mean, how are we supposed to know we aren't walking in circles if the maze keeps shifting around us."

"I don't know, Kanada!" Apollo yelled out, a mix of fear and frustration. The red cat's concerns were well founded, Apollo knew that, but he didn't have to keep bringing them up. "We just have to keep looking. Blitz!"

Kanada let out his own frustrated sigh, grunting as he let out something else. "Ahhhh...that felt good."

The sudden sound of the loud fart reverberated off the stone walls and made the stink smell worse. But Apollo ignored the scent for now, trying to remain focused on getting the otter and finding a way out. It wasn't Kanada's fault, being so crass, it was just his nature and Apollo still valued him as a friend regardless of his crudeness. "Well, I'm glad it felt good to you, because it stinks to me!"

"I'm not sure why, your biology is still so confusing to me."

"Are you kidding?" Apollo turned to face his friend, "My biology is confus... ing?" The blue jay trailed off as his words betrayed him. There was a new person in the room, a very large and very angry looking minotaur. "Kanada watched out!"

Apollo made a dive for his friend to grab him and pull him out of danger, but the immense bovine showed his speed as well. Strong hands grabbed both Kanada and Apollo by the head and wedged Kanada's head under one of its armpits, doing the same to Apollo right after. The two men struggled for freedom from the dark sweltering prison, the thick scent of the sweaty bull forced its way into their bodies making them drink down his sweat as well. After a few moments of this, the minotaur relinquished his hold on them and allowed them to fall to the ground after lifting his arms.

The aroma was still around them, unpleasant to be sure, but they found themselves wanting to continue smelling it. Apollo yelped as he was grabbed again, or rather, his beak was grabbed. The bull gave one hard tug and the beak popped painlessly from the avian's face. His bright blue eyes snapped open in surprise as he watched the thick fingers deftly manipulate his beak as if the creature was a master craftsman. The minotaur rolled the beak into a circular ring and made sure the bird's tongue was part of the circle by rubbing the bottom of the ring against his armpit again. Apollo couldn't help but blush as he still tasted the sweaty skin there. But it was where the bull slid the ring next that made Apollo realize why his beak had been turned into a ring. The minotaur pushed the ring down around his cock, making Apollo taste his slimy shaft, covered in old cum and new precum.

"I should be escaping while that beast is distracted. Why am I not running?" Kanada thought to himself. He didn't want to be this creature's toy, but his body wasn't listening to his urges to run away.

The minotaur grabbed Apollo by the waist and lifted him up, off his lower body. But there was no gore, no pain, there wasn't even any blood. Instead it looked as if Apollo's body had been made of clay and had just sliced apart, flat gray skin covered the bird's separated points. However, the minotaur held Apollo's upper body in one hand and with the other he used a finger to rub the gray skin. He kept rubbing a line, which turned into an indention as he worked his fingers into the new hole. While that was going on, Apollo noticed his arms shrinking into his body that was otherwise unchanged. The reason for this became apparent when the minotaur rammed his slick cock into that tight opening at the base of his upper body. The bull moaned and seemed happy, but after a few thrusts he pulled out and laid the toy down.

The next target was Apollo's lower body, which was changed in a similar way to his upper body. The bull grabbed the feathered butt cheeks and pulled outward, making them swell with added girth. He did the same to the avian thighs, but stopped there as the feet shrank up into the meaty thighs, feathers turning into silicone. And soon the bull had a new fake butt to fuck - so, he did. He rammed his cock all the way into the silicone bird butt where it popped out of the top of the lower body, so he grabbed Apollo's upper body and wedged it over the remainder of his cock, covering his cock in new toys.

Kanada stood but still wasn't trying to escape, that sweaty scent having a unique effect on him. He was the one that was used to forcing his scents and fluids onto others, but this time he was the one drawn to the bull. In fact, Kanada turned around and bent over, displaying his submission to the large bull by presenting the beast with his plump rump.

The greedy minotaur looked down at his cock, covered in toys and clenched on the vibrating dildo still taped into his butt, His body was already being satisfied, there were still a few things he would need in the hours to come. He reached out with both hands and grabbed the red butt and hips, spitting on the butt and rubbing his slimy saliva all over those red cheeks. He then pulled and the butt popped off the feline body, leaving a flat area of red skin from the back to the thighs. Once again, the beast showed its ability to mold as it turned the former butt into a deep bucket and set it down. He grabbed the cat's limbs and pulled them backward, making them stiff and sturdy.

Kanada was curious what he was being turned into, but didn't want to ask fearing that he might make the beast change its mind. He was lifted up and turned around the face the bull, who didn't think twice as he forced his fingers into the cat's mouth and pulled out the tongue he found there. Kanada was amazed at seeing his own tongue and equally as amazed at the minotaur's ability to craft all these transformations so quickly. He watched as his tongue was elongated into a shaft with a hook at one end, the hook's end widening with his taste buds growing into bristles.

The bull grinned and pushed the cat backward, making him fall onto his arms that were bent backwards. His legs bent as he fell, making him appear as a table. But a table was obviously not what the bull needed as the large creature made its way towards Kanada's head and straddled it so the cat was looking up at the bull's slimy taint. A hand moved back and removed the bondage tape keeping the vibrating dildo inside him. Once the toy was removed Kanada saw the gaping and rhythmically clenching hole, dripping with sweat. The muscular bull sat down on the cat's face, the slick sweat sealing the lips to the minotaur's hole. There was moment when Kanada wasn't sure if he was afraid or excited for what was going to happen next.

There was a loud gurgling noise and the minotaur grunted as he expelled his internal gas out of his body and into the cat's. Kanada struggled a bit but there was no escape as his body began to inflate and grow from the volume of the pungent gas being farted into him. His red body grew into a rectangular shape and it was clear to the former cat that he was a bed now. The gas finally subsided and the bull sighed with relief and pulled off the cat's face, letting it blow up into a pillow.

With his bed made for the next few hours, the minotaur slid the vibrating toy back into his butt and taped it back into place. The pleasure of all the toys pleasing him at once was amazing and he bellowed his approval. The bed shifted under him as he sat down on it, cradling his every sweaty curve and clinging to his grungy body. At the moment, even the bull's greed for pleasure was sated as he clenched on the toy inside him and worked the toys on the dick. The ball stretched on his sac would ensure the fun wasn't over to early. The bucket and the brush would ensure that the bull could relieve himself and clean himself when that time came.

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