Volume 3 Chapter 57 : Minotaur Aftermath (ADULT)

Izzy lies on the Minotaur's belly; the fire that burns inside him is like a woodstove. The Minotaur had set her with her butt and legs elevated over her head.

The Minotaur had insisted on wanting Izzy to have the best chance of getting impregnated. Izzy, for her part, doesn't really care what the Minotaur does to her yet. The feeling of the copious amount of cum inside her is warm. She can feel her body slowly stiffening as the effects of the candy wear off. The Minotaur' insistence that she keep her butt up is hot but also crazy. 'Not like I could get pregnant from him anyway; we are different species,' Izzy thinks and considers what it would feel like if she did. She clenches her vagina. Somewhere in her mind the lingering memory that Minotaur started off as men cursed to be monstrosity lingers unnoticed.

The cum flows out of her as her insides try to shrink back to normal; it runs up her back, puddling under her shoulders. The minotaur touches her hair lightly, pulling her back to focus. She fights to go back to her dazed state; she wants the floating after-orgasm feeling to last forever. She looks up at the ceiling above the Minotaur's bed and sees a detailed painting of the night sky.

"Who painted the ceiling?" Izzy asks. The Minotaur doesn't speak; he just points at himself. She suddenly has a very long string of memories of him painting often with a toothpick. A fragment of their time linked by her telepathy.

Izzy stares at the painting; the level of detail is marvelous. There is every constellation drawn out in detail. Close enough, you can see the hair on Cassiopeia' upper lip.

Izzy, still in a daze, shudders and leaks more cum. She rubs her belly playfully. Her breeding-induced haze was fully interrupted when there was an explosion somewhere above.

In a panic she covers her face as a crack forms and pieces of plaster fall down the painting, no longer perfect but still beautiful even with its new flaws. Izzy wipes the dust from her face.

"I have to go," Izzy says. She can feel reality knocking, and it has a big fist.

The Minotaur stands up and wraps a towel around himself, stamps his foot on the ground, points at the exit, and shakes his head no at Izzy.

"I have to; I don't have a choice," Izzy says. She is confused; they had sex. He should let her go; that's what he wanted, right?

Izzy gets to her feet and immediately regrets it as she feels cum run down her thigh. She grabs a towel and tries to wipe up. She is grossed out by how much there is.

'Jacob would loose his mind after seeing this. After how he acted with Canes cum, I imagine he would cum in his pants cleaning this up'. Izzy blushes at the thought and misses her partner.

The Minotaur sets an enormous cherry wood mirror with the glass inside old enough to be silvered glass in front of Izzy.

She laughs as she sees herself in the mirror. She turns sideways, and it does look like she is pregnant. She takes a moment to rub her belly and imagine it again. She pushes it away; she isn't ready. Izzy looks for something to wear. The clothing she arrived here in is nothing but rags. She pulls his pillow out of his cover and uses it as a toga.

The Minotaur quickly gets a new pillowcase out and corrects the situation; untidy things are frustrating to him. He tugs at the sheet Izzy is wearing, but she refuses to give it back. Instead of yanking it off her, he grabs a bit of rope and ties it around her, gently laying out the fabric to look correct.

Izzy watches him, afraid this ends with her in bondage. But when done, he steps back.

Seeing the opportunity, she goes for the field goal and confidently walks toward the maze tunnel. Confidently is a bit of a lie; she waddles with determination.

The Minotaur lets her get 10 steps before he puts his hand in front of her, stopping her from leaving.

Izzy grabs the Minotaur's hand; he pulls her to his body. She hugs the Minotaur's belly. She tries hard not to open the telepathic link and is shocked when it doesn't form. "If you let me go now, I will come back. If you don't, they will come get me, and everyone loses. Let me go, and you can try to impregnate me over and over and over." Izzy says, slipping a hand into his towel and rubbing his cock.

Her mouth waters as the best cock she has ever had stirs a little. The second round of sex doesn't get a chance to get farther because the apprentice steps into the room, makes a loud cough sound, and salutes.

Izzy yanks her hand out of the Minotaur's towel.

The Minotaur looks disappointed; he looks over at the muscle-bound lizard person and makes a series of gestures and grunts.

The apprentice makes gestures back.

The Minotaur blows steam in anger and steps forward; he flexes his muscles.

The apprentice raises his hands in surrender and stands behind Izzy, shadowing her.

The Minotaur stoically gestures to Izzy, telling her to go.

"I'll be back, trust me." Izzy says walking out of the heart of the Minotaur's maze and back into the labyrinth of passages that seem to go on forever.

The Minotaur sits down on his bed. He looks up at the stars he had so painstakingly painted and lets out a hopeful sigh.

The apprentice mumbles under his breath. He wants to learn to speak so he could yell at people like Izzy, but instead he punches the wall at intervals. 12-step punch. 12 steps, other hand punch. Each time he feels a little better.

"What are you doing? Is that necessary? Just focus on getting us out of here," Izzy scolds.

The apprentice must follow the orders of the Minotaur, and the apprentice was ordered to protect and obey the soft one. So he punches the wall less frequently, counting to 33 before punching.

He calculates that this rate of speed means that before he can get all of his frustration at being assigned to look after the boss's weak friend, they will be at the entrance to the labyrinth.

He stops and beats the wall up, pouncing until he feels better. Small pieces of concrete. crack off.

Izzy watches the creature have a childish rage before he turns and presses a hidden pressure plate. mounted on the floor and steps through a hidden door That hydraulically opens upward.

Far away Izzy can hear loud explosions she assumes from some sort of cataclysmic event caused by her delay. "We have to hurry," she says and waddles a little faster.

As Izzy walks, her wobbly thighs stiffen more. She wishes she had one of Jacobs' diapers to wear to catch all this cum; instead, she feels like she is leaving a trail behind her. She is grossed out, but the reality is it's mostly staying inside her.

The doors to the labyrinth are open. Izzy is confused; there should be someone there to greet them and help them with the next steps.

Namely, get the kid to Jack Harrington and her to a shower or medical. Or a medical shower.

The child stops at the threshold after the horrific experience of being born, the adventure in the door, and the time wandering in the labyrinth, then becoming the Minotaur apprentice. He has spent 99% of his life here inside those concrete walls.

The outside is strange and scary. He takes half a step back, putting him in an unbalanced position.

Izzy gives him a nudge, and the apprentice steps forward to catch himself and finds he is now in the outer world.

He looks around and sniffs deeply. There is no scent of Grupples. His stomach gurgles.

Izzy steps around him and waddles toward the doors of the elevator. They stand open.

Together they make the short crossing.

Izzy steps inside and hits the button. The lizard person watches every action she does, scrutinizing it and seeing how inefficient she is.

The elevator whirs to life; the lizard person clings to the handrail. He has a feeling like when the Minotaur throws him across the room in a sparring session.

Izzy looks at the lizard person and how hard he is grabbing the handrail and laughs.

Before her laugh is over, she finds herself in the air, and then there is a loud crash and the screech of metal as the elevator comes to a stop unexpectedly.

"What was that?" Izzy says, picking herself up off the ground. She rolls to the control panel and presses the emergency call button.

"Hello, hello, is anyone there? I got the kid, but the elevator is stuck," Izzy shouts at the ceiling. The elevator rattles, and then they hear a distant explosion.

The apprentice's cool demeanor has cracked; he is in a full panic, breathing fast and eyes scanning everything. He slowly calms down. His training as the apprentice kicks in.

The elevator speaker squeaks out, "We are currently stuck between floors. I estimate a several-hour wait until someone rescues you. In the meantime, enjoy soft jazz." The speaker crackles and goes silent.

"You may feel compelled to open the door forcefully; I assure you, this is a bad idea."

The elevator goes silent