[Minotaur TF, Genderswap]

"Why... Why does this keep happening to me..?"

Those were the words of a young man that had gone through far too many troublesome experiences in his life, even though he was nowhere near the proper start of adulthood. His name was Addison Brave, and he was the second born child of his family. While that immediately cut him out of the race of being the heir, his masculinity meant that he was also isolated. Until his Mother realized what potency remained inside of his soul, and forced him into the role of an adventurer.

Addison never wanted to adventure. He wanted to just live a quiet life with a handsome lover that could take care of him, while he did his best to care for them and take care of all their needs. In other words, he wanted to fill the same sort of role that a housewife did in other parts of the world. But that wasn't the life that he was allowed to lead. He was forced to learn about the magic at his fingertips, and he was forced to embrace his feminine side. Especially the generously stacked bottom he had, she always forced him to wear the kind of undergarments that emphasized them while also making him wear skirts that never properly covered them...

The kind of looks that he had gotten while he was off on an adventure... They didn't traumatize him, but they did frustrate him. He didn't want to show off like this. He just wanted to live a peaceful life. And it just made him less confident of his body, rather than more confident like she wanted him to be.

But he had a very important task. A task that he had to fulfill, otherwise he would be tossed out of the family and left to rot in the wilderness. He needed to bring something back to show that he had been on a successful adventure. And that was what had led him to this labyrinth.

The labyrinth he was currently trapped within! The moment that he stepped inside, the door had shut behind him. Not only that, the door had vanished. And no matter how many fireballs he fired at it, no matter how tired and aroused he got from abusing his magic potential, it didn't budge. He was stuck. He was stuck, he was hot, he was tired, and he really just wanted to lie down and give up right about now.

Addison didn't have that kind of privilege. Unfortunately for the young man, he had to continue onward. If not to succeed on his adventure, then at least to get out of there. Worst case scenario, he ended up finding the Minotaur that had been rumored to roam the labyrinth, and he'd end up... Well, probably skewered or used as some sort of crude toy. He wasn't an attractive woman like his Mother, after all. The chances of him being kept around just to look pretty were lower than the chances of him actually succeeding. And if he did make it out, the best case scenario... He'd still be leaving empty handed.

"Why... Why couldn't I just be born in a family that loved me..?" Addison muttered as he slowly snapped his fingers to ignite a single flame at the tip of his fingers, allowing him to see inside of the dark labyrinth. It would bring him some sort of comfort, at least. Even if he knew that the place was a death trap and would probably just kill him when it had the chance.

He traversed deeper into the labyrinth. Taking labored step after labored step. Covering up his face as he tried to suppress the smell of slaughtered carcasses and... And... Hold on, no, this stench wasn't that of a carcass... It was the stench of something he was more familiar with. The kind of stench that his Mother left behind... And not because of one of her long nights with his Father that he never wanted to see ever again...

It was... Well, it was the stench of a kitchen that hadn't been cleaned in ages. It was the stench of a home that had seen much better days. The reason he was familiar with it was because a lot of his duties, due to his lacking abilities as an heir, revolved around keeping the family manor clean and cooking for his family. So he was naturally attuned to this kind of smell, because it was one of the few that had stuck with him throughout the years.

Addison took a deep breath and let his flame grow brighter, with the flame naturally gravitating towards a lantern that was being hung off a chain. And once it lit up his surroundings, it was clear that the labyrinth was a lot less menacing than it was supposed to be. It was more like one overly elaborate abode, complete with food stuff being strewn about and all sorts of sauces and pans and everything just...

God, looking at it was making him sick. And not in the sense that he feared for his life, but he just couldn't help but stare at it in disgust. Who would leave their living space this dirty..? N-No, he shouldn't be focusing on it. It was not his living space. He shouldn't...

He couldn't stop himself. He had to get down on his knees and start putting away all of the different pieces that were tossed around like they didn't belong there. Because if the owner of this damn labyrinth wasn't going to do it, then at least he'd do them that favor. Then he could maybe work his way into being a live-in maid or something! It was a long shot, but at least it meant that his life wouldn't leave him!

Of course he didn't realize that interacting with the labyrinth and showing his true skills was a bad idea. The more he put away, the slimmer his fingers got. The more he kneeled down and got back up, the thicker and hairier his legs became. And the more he breathed, the wider his shoulders grew as his chest started to heave up and down and bounce as two very obvious breasts began to grow...

He didn't notice the long blonde locks that were forming. He didn't notice the adorable horns that poked out of his head. And he definitely didn't notice the way that his feet started to merge together until there was nothing left except a pair of hooves...

If there had been a mirror that he could look in, he might've realized that he looked like the spitting image of a minotaur. Just one that relied on the feminine side of things. One that wasn't strong, even if she looked like it. One that was going to just crumple over and collapse if she was threatened. A paper tiger, though that was still putting too much emphasis on the kind of threat that she could be.

Indeed, Addison didn't even realize what had happened down below. Her clothes had already shredded off her body, and the comfortable fur that had grown alongside her subtly muscled and extra curvy body served to keep her nice and warm and able to ignore any little aspect of her transformation. Much like it allowed her to ignore the way that her manhood had shrunk into her feminine slit...

"Aaahh..." As she got back up onto her hooves, and didn't even notice that she had grown at least a foot since she started cleaning up the kitchen that looked so horrid, she couldn't help but feel relieved. Sure, she could've done a much better job, but she had only remembered the few spells that allowed her to destroy things. Mother never allowed her to learn something that was more practical. Honestly, if she knew how to blast through walls with water, then that would've at least helped her clean up more of the grime...

Though she did start to notice something. The sound of hooves clapping and clopping against the ground. Strange, she didn't hear anybody close by. Just herself. Just... her... self...

Addison could feel the sweat pouring down her form as she slowly tilted her head downward, and the horror of what had happened to her finally sunk in. She was... Oh god, she was a girl. Not just a girl either, she was the minotaur! She had furred arms, she had horns, she had big milky breasts that were somehow bigger than her Mother's, she had hips that were ready to birth a brood, and she had hooves! Hooves for goodness sake! She was a cow! Oh, how could she even think of returning to her Mother and Father in this state?

Things immediately got worse as she felt fear run down her spine. Because while she had been clipping and clopping against the ground thanks to the sheer shock that ran through her, a brand new set of clopping hooves echoed out. And she was sure that it wasn't hers. So she tried to hide, but where could she hide? All the walls were too thin for her to hide behind, and the furniture that she had fixed up wasn't much better. All she could do was... weakly just stand there and hope that the other minotaur, assuming that was another one, didn't hurt her.

It was a very frail hope. Especially as she caught a glimpse of the minotaur stepping out of the shadows and into the light of the lanterns that she had lit. A minotaur that was even bigger than she was, to the point where her long horns were almost scraping against the ceiling. A minotaur that was muscled and strong...

And a minotaur that was so painfully erect that she could smell the musk wafting from that cock all the way from where she was standing. Her body immediately just wanted to pounce on it as her pussy started to drool, the sheer compatibility between the two growing within a few seconds. But with all the power that Addison had in her body, she resisted the pull of that shaft.

"G-Go away! Go away!" Addison cried out, as she backed away the best she could. Only to immediately trip and fall right down onto her fat ass, leaving the other minotaur to tower over her as she came closer and closer and that cock got closer to her face and... and...

Addison's mind started to check out right after that. Not because she gave into her lust or her compatibility. No, it was because she just simply couldn't take it. She passed out right then and there, falling over with a thud as cute little sissy angels flew around her head, signifying how badly she had lost her mind.

The Minotaur that had noticed her... Just stood there, wondering if she was okay...

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"The Labyrinth opened again..."

A yawn left the lips of the Minotaur of the Labyrinth. That was what the people that had come here time and time called her. But that wasn't her name. It wasn't even really close to being a name. Her name was Lily, and that was the name that she really liked. But nobody used it, and it made her kind of sad.

As long as she could remember, she had been part of this Labyrinth. Had she been here since she was born? Was she born here? She wasn't sure, and honestly she didn't really care that much. What she cared about... Was the fact that she got a lot of visitors. And none of them really wanted to talk with her. Had she done something wrong?

Sure, she was big. And she was strong. But that was no reason for them to keep trying to hurt her or fight her. Well, there were some that just wanted to fight for the sake of fighting. Those were nice. She just ended up breaking them because she didn't hold back. She had to remember to go clean out the shelf that had all those armless and legless girls that lost fights against her, now that the thought came to mind... Or wait, had they disappeared?

Lily groaned as she tried to think. She wasn't really good at thinking, but she was trying. Because there were many different visitors that had called her stupid. That had called her names that weren't her own. Those same names had forced her hand and made her chop their limbs off. They had made her eat them. And they had made her do lots of different things. But if she could just make them stop calling her names, then...

The oversized minotaur blinked a couple of times. As she heard a whisper running through her ear... A whisper that was telling her that this one was a lot nicer than the other ones. Eh? How was that possible? There's no way that they could be nice, they always called her weird names or tried to fight her or tried to burn her.

Lily scratched the back of her neck as she made sure that she had her axe out, and then stretched a bit. Sure, her hands were smashing through the ceiling and she could feel a few rocks run down her back, but she was actually in need of the massage, so the way that they harmlessly bounced off while relieving her of the tension in those muscles was actually really appreciated.

Of course... She had to make sure that what she had heard was right. And if not, well, she could always just cut them apart and toss them in the room with all the other girls that had gotten on her nerves. It was just a matter of... Well, finding them.

Which wasn't hard. Not because the adventurers that usually made their way into this labyrinth were bad at covering their tracks, but because the labyrinth was a lot cleaner where she was walking. The pots that had been used to cook a few weeks ago were back in their cupboards, and all the spills that were over the place had been dried away using fire. And not to mention, there was a big fire that led her straight towards... Straight towards...

There was a girl. No, that wasn't a girl. That was another minotaur... That was a big, big minotaur. Half her size, but still big! Much bigger than the usual adventurers that came here. And not only that, she was covered in fur, just like her! And she had horns, much smaller horns, but horns just like her! She was just like her!

And... Oh... There was a strange feeling inside her. That's right, the minotaur lady didn't have a cock like her. She had a cute puffy pussy that was just... begging to be filled by her cock. It was actually really strange to be feeling like this. She didn't usually try to use her cock for any real purpose. It basically just hung out between her thighs, because a lot of adventurers weren't really worth it.

But this woman was definitely somebody that she wanted to... Not just shove her cock into, but she wanted to hold her and snuggle her and kiss her and touch her and... And... She was just really cute! She wanted to make sure that she was the real deal, she wanted to make sure that she was a genuine minotaur that she could bond with and be friends with! That was the kind of experience that she wanted!

"Hey!" Lily cried out, as she tried to get closer to the woman. Just a few steps closer, to the point where the other minotaur could see her as the light from those lanterns were being cast onto her. Oh, she could see the rest of the kitchen too. It was clean! Really clean! She did this, didn't she?

Despite Lily trying to be forward and nice, the other minotaur backed away in fear and tripped. Huh, she was kinda clumsy, wasn't she? Then again, her boobies were much bigger than hers on a relative scale. They were around Lily's size on such a smaller frame...

"Are you okay?" Lily asked as she stepped closer. Brazenly ignoring the way that her cock was pointing straight at the collapsed minotaur. Mostly because she thought that she could make it better. She could try and help her onto her feet and tell her that she hadn't gotten too hurt.

But as soon as she tried to reach out and help her, the blonde minotaur passed out, and there were a lot of cutesy pink-dressed sissies twirling around her head. Oops. Had she scared her half to death? Scared her to death in general? She honestly didn't know, this was one of the first times that one of the people that visited her hadn't been trying to kill her. And she was the one that ended up scaring her this time around.

Hrrmmm... This wasn't good. She had to make sure that the minotaur was in her best condition, and then make sure she didn't pass out again. Good thing there were plenty of sources of food within the labyrinth, and she had her big bed back in the middle of the labyrinth. So all she had to do was just carry her off and then make sure she picked up enough supplies on the way back.

Lily giggled as she headed right back, deeper and deeper into the labyrinth. All while now carrying the much smaller minotaur in her arms, making her smile and giggle and feel all sorts of fuzzy inside while her cock blatantly leaked cum right onto the floor because of how good she felt about the entire ordeal...

She was happy to finally have a guest that didn't try to kill her or fight her. And once she woke up, she was going to ask her lots and lots of questions. And they were going to be the very best of friends...

That's what Lily believed. And that's the kind of minotaur that Addison would come to love, when she finally regained consciousness...