Tales of the Change

Story by Fot1234

This is designed to work as a one shot, but I have a couple of other stories for this couple in mind that may get written at some point. And a couple of other potential story lines in the same universe. Just trying to get back into writing and this is what's been on my mind the past few days.

A lot of people got shafted by the Change that swept through humanity. They either didn't get much, like my girlfriend Hanna who just has slightly paler skin, or some even have detrimental effects. I've heard of people who lost their mind and are basically animals, who no longer have limbs, or who went blind or deaf because of the monster they Changed into.

But me? I hit the fucking jackpot. Minotaur.

In high school I was the stereotypical nerd - skinny, lanky, short. I wore glasses, I hated gym, and I had no luck with women. But now? Now I'm eight feet of ripped muscle. I can lift a car, or at least part of a car. But the best part is below the belt, where I went from barely average to destroying the curve. 20 inches of rock hard, incredibly thick bull cock, and the balls to match. I've made women faint, and that's with my pants on (well, my improvised loincloth). Of course, that kind of size has a few downsides...

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Hanna reached out hesitantly and gripped my cock. Her voice was full of awe. "God, I can't even get my hand all the way around." What followed was more tentative. "I don't... I don't know if this will work, Mike. I mean, I'm just a regular girl. Well, probably."

I didn't say anything. First, she's right, and there was no way we were going to have actual sex any time soon. Hanna is a blue-eyed, brown-haired girl, but most of all she's petite - just over 5 foot - with very fine, almost elfin features. My cock looked ridiculous next to her. But second, and most importantly, I didn't say anything because I was pretty sure I didn't have to. She was trying to hide it, but she'd been staring at my crotch all day, and she was practically salivating now. We'd only been dating a few weeks before the Change, and had just fooled around a few times. But ever since she saw me yesterday she'd been acting like a shy schoolgirl, averting her gaze and stammering whenever I was in the room. Part of me was hurt - obviously my original form hadn't really done it for her - but now I was relishing my power over her too much for it to really bother me. Third, with my enhanced senses I could literally smell her arousal now whenever she saw me. And since she'd been the one to suggest we play around today and had dragged me into bed, I decided to just sit back and let nature run its course. But maybe I'd give it a bit of a push - I concentrated and flexed, and she gasped as my cock twitched, pulling her hand several inches with it.

Her eyes were wide as saucers now, locked on my dick, and it looked like she wanted to devour me. And her stammer was back. "M-maybe we take it s-s-slow?"

I reached my hand around her back and carefully pulled her into my side. She felt incredibly fragile now, delicate, and I was still learning my new strength. I kissed her forehead, grateful again that the Change had also seemed to modify everyone's perception of normality and beauty. Otherwise I'm sure she'd be freaking out over being kissed by a giant brown cowman right about now. I kept my voice gentle. "Sure babe, whatever you want. Just say so if you want to stop."

Her first move was tentative. She just ran her hand up and down my length, and I let out a little hum of appreciation, more to encourage her than for any real pleasure. She leaned in, still stroking, and gave me a quick lick. This time my cock jumped for real, and she giggled at the motion. She leaned in and kissed my cock, and her mouth couldn't even get halfway around. She closed her eyes and breathed in through her nose, and her voice was a ragged whisper. "You even smell good." And then it was like that gave her permission to lose control, and she started going to town on me.

She moved, straddling one of my legs, and pressed my cock up against the length of her body, making me moan as I felt her small tits press into it through her shirt. It was long enough that she could easily reach the tip, and she started licking and sucking on the end. I groaned for real this time, and reached out and gently caressed her head. She was working me with her body, both hands and her mouth now, and was practically humping the base of my cock through her shorts. One hand came down and groped my balls, and I felt her suck up some of my pre-cum as it came out.

As good as it felt, I wanted more. I reached out and started pulling up her shirt - she fought me for a bit, then realized what I was doing and let me strip her. The bra was next, and then I lifted her up with both hands, eli

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