Lost to Pleasure: That First Time

Story Post for March, 2016

Universe: Changeling the Lost

Tags: TF, NC, Human, minotaur

5,010 words

This is, essentially, the backstory of a character named Badge (A human who was once long ago changed into large and grumpy anthropomorphic badger by a fairy lord), from a story set in the Changeling the Lost universe. It’s a cool setting, but you don’t need to know much about it to enjoy this story.

This is written from the point of view of Badge looking back on how he came to be this way.

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Back then, Badge had just been a man. His name had been Caleb Long, and he’d been a construction worker with a happy family, a wife and two kids. He'd been a man with a real life, someone who was handsome, strong, and completely, utterly straight and narrow. That night, long ago, he'd been talked into going out drinking with a buddy from the construction site; a guy he knew was secretly gay. Caleb went because... because it was funny. Caleb thought he'd go out and laugh at the queers. At least that's what he told himself at the time. He certainly wasn't going to a gay bar to stare at the muscular men in tight leather pants and their bare chests.

The night had gone well at first. He bought a few beers, and stared at the bartender in his black leather jock strap. Just a little, he couldn't avoid looking at the guy; he had to look at somebody who was serving him beer after all. Did it matter if they were wearing nothing but a jockstrap?

Then, he had seen him. Badge hadn't always remembered that moment, that first glance at the man who would be his master... but he did this time. A tall, broad shouldered human with tanned skin was standing in a circle of admirers, the young gay men staring and fawning in appreciation of the muscular giant. He had his back to Caleb at first, letting the construction worker sneak a long look at the handsome man. He wasn't wearing clothes, not normal clothes, but clothing design more to accentuate his body sexually then cover it. He had low cut black leather chaps on over nothing, the smooth brown of his muscled thighs framed by the straps of the black jock strap he wore. Above the belt, he had only a leather cross harness on, a shiny metal ring serving as the anchor in the back, and he wore thick black gloves.

He had a white t-shirt tucked into the back of his belt, the white fabric only barely covering his bare ass. And oh, what an ass it was. Muscled and taut, it was his ass that made Caleb start staring at the man. The smoothly curve muscles were perfect, and the way the hanging shirt sort of but not quite hid them... Caleb had to adjust his growing erection just looking at it. When the man turned around to face Caleb suddenly, panic and lust gripped him.

The man’s jock strap was made of shiny black leather so tight it practically outlined his enormous package. It bulged lewdly, and the man was clearly aroused by all the attention being lavished on him. And on the front of the jock was a zipper… a zipper for god’s sakes! The shiny metal stood out as an invitation, saying to the world all you have to do is pull the tab and it’s yours…

Caleb's eyes moved up to the man's pecs instinctively, looking away from his crotch as his face burned, and the man’s chest caught his eyes just as much as his ass had. Huge muscles bulged and flexed as the man stood there, and Caleb dimly realized the stranger was flexing for his benefit. The man began walking over to him slowly. Caleb swallowed nervously, wanting to walk away, but unable to look away from the toned, tanned, and muscular flesh sauntering towards him.

Caleb looked up into the man's eyes and licked his lips nervously. The guy was tall, much taller then Caleb, who dimly remembered noticing that the biker hat the man was wearing had little fake bull horns sticking out of the side. They'd been cute, strange, but enticing in their oddness.

Badge cursed himself as he remembered that little detail. How had he missed that back then? His Master had bull horns. They weren't part of the hat, they stuck through it. He had a shirt tucked in his belt not because he ever wore it, but to conceal the bull's tail which his jock and chaps did not conceal. Like Badge, his master's seeming was imperfect. He was simply too animal to be fully human, but all that didn't matter to the man Caleb had been back then. He just stared up at the rugged, achingly handsome man standing in front of him and stood there frozen by his stare, until the stranger leaned down and kissed him.

The man in the bull hat didn't say hello, didn't even grunt a greeting, he just slanted his lips over the shorter man and kissed him with a burning passion that made Caleb sick and swoon at the same time. Badge remembered the kiss clearly, horror at his own actions etching the memory clearly into his mind. He'd kissed the strange man back. Oh Caleb had struggled, twisting his head, the big man's head following his as they kissed, but he had kissed the musky smelling Adonis back with all the desire in his soul. Their lips locked in a hungry exchange for several minutes, until Caleb finally tore himself away from the man by stepping backwards suddenly and running into a wall.

The man advanced, putting his big hands on either side of the startled Caleb. "You liked that." The man said, sniffing at Caleb's neck. Badge realized now it hadn’t been a question, simply a statement of fact. The man he had been had thought otherwise.

"No, I'm straight..." he had said, lying blatantly, and the tanned man in the bull hat had laughed. He had an uncharacteristically bright, cheerful laugh for such a big man, and the man's thick gloved hands began to caress Caleb's sides.

"I love men like you," he'd said, deep black eyes staring into Caleb's face. "Your body knows what it wants, but your thoughts fight it." He grabbed Caleb's hair and kissed him again, rougher, more possessively this time. His massive body pressed up against Caleb's, the man's rock hard muscles flexed as he held Caleb struggling feebly against him, trapped between a wall of muscle and a wall of wood. Badge remembered how his face had flushed, his body tensed to push him away, and then his dick betrayed him completely. He was so hard his erection rubbed against the man's thigh and bugling jock strap. Caleb remembered looking down at the thick hard on stretching the man's leather underwear as it rubbed against his groin, the silver line of the zipper gleaming up at him.

The man in the bull hat’s hands grabbed Caleb's wrists and he forced Caleb to touch him back. Caleb felt the stranger grinding against him as he forced Caleb to rub the hard-on tenting the black jock strap. Shame clouded the memory, because his fingers hadn't been forced to curl around it and stroke the man, but they had. Caleb’s fingers had played with the tab of the zipper, almost desperately, but he’d fought back the urge to unzip the man in the horned hat. His other hand was forced against those stunning chest muscles, mountains of tanned flesh that were hard to the touch, all power and no give. Again, fingers betrayed him, teasing at the man’s erect nipples, making the man in the bull hat groan softly. "You're coming with me," the man said, and he turned Caleb, one hand on his shoulder and began to walk him down a hallway into the back of the club.

Caleb tried to push him away, tried to mumble, "No, I...", but a kiss, sharp, hungry, and rushed silenced him.

The man's hand moved like lightning, unzipping Caleb's jeans, threading the opening in his briefs and grabbed his hard dick, "Your mouth says no, but your dick says yes..." the man said in a soft lowing voice, rubbing his face against Caleb's as his hand jerked at Caleb's fully hard and leaking cock. Shame colored his face as the man’s strong hand gripped his dick through his underwear, stroking him in full view of the bar. People were watching in fascination, or at least Caleb thought they were. He didn’t remember their faces anymore, all he remembered was the tight, pleasurable hand on his dick as he was pulled along.

The stranger in the bull hat pulled him along the hallway by his dick, and Caleb didn't notice that the door he was brought to and then dragged through led somewhere different then the bathroom when the stranger opened it. Caleb did notice the strangeness of the hallway for a moment, but it was washed away when the man began to nibble on his neck, one hand on Caleb's hip, the other rubbing his dick as he forced Caleb to walk in front of him.

His thoughts were a jumble of repressed desires as Caleb was half frog marched, half molested down the strange hallway. The man in the hat was too strong to fight. He had a solid grip on Caleb's dick, and besides his mouth on the nap of his neck felt so good. At some point in the sweaty confusion, Caleb's shirt was lifted roughly over his head and discarded, the man’s naked chest rubbing against his as the man pressed him against the wall kissed him again roughly, the cross harness pressing into Caleb's skin before he was turned around roughly again and marched through a final door. Caleb finally took notice of where he was, and was taken aback. The room the man pushed him into was a big bedroom, dark and musky, lit by lanterns of all things, and they was standing at the foot of the huge, wrought iron, four poster bed. The bed was covered in a rich brown material that was as soft as silk to the touch. At the head of the bed was a pile of big, thick pillows, which did not quite conceal two sets of heavy, padded manacles attached firmly to the bed.

The sight of the chains brought Caleb back to reality, ironically, and fear gripped his chest like a vice. Caleb began to struggle against the man as his belt was undone with speed and his pants and under jerked down around his ankles roughly. "No, fuck off, I'm not bending over for..." but the man in leather just laughed at him again.

"Your mouth keeps saying no, little human, but your dick still says yes." Caleb gasped as the man's hand grabbed his dick, warm and leathery, stroking up Caleb's rock hard erection. And then, without ceremony the man lifted him up, used a foot to kick the pants bunched around his ankles off, and threw Caleb down face first on the big bed.

Caleb's arms flailed and he gasped in surprise at being thrown bodily down. Hands grabbed and stripped his underwear away, and Caleb was on his hands and knees, anger bursting out of him as he cursed, but the man in leather pushed him back down hard. Caleb felt the power in the man's arm as he held Caleb down with one hand, and it felt like a mountain was pressing down on his back. He was naked except for his work boots, and Caleb was shocked for a moment by the softness of the bedspread against his skin.

There was the slow, heart stopping sound of a zipper being undone, the teeth clicking one by one like the gears of some terrible clock as the man in the bull hat unzipped his own jock strap before the man lay down on top of Caleb's back, skin and leather rubbing against Caleb’s skin. Caleb felt his flesh crawl at the feeling of his attacker's engorged cock as it rubbed against his ass and fear made it hard to breathe. He was going to be raped by a man. "Get off me you fucker, don't touch me!" Caleb shouted desperately.

The man was leering at him now as Caleb cursed at him and tried to fight back, but that one big hand held him easily, leaving the other free to grope Caleb as the man in leather whispered, "I knew you wanted this. Just look how much your body is craving it." Caleb gasped again when bare fingers grabbed his dick, and he was ashamed to realize he was harder then he'd ever been before. "Seems clear you want to be mine." The iron ring of the man's harness ground into Caleb's spine as his bare, hairy legs rubbed against the back of Caleb's smooth legs, and the man's dick rubbed against the back of Caleb’s balls.

The man leered at him, and Caleb could see the awful expression of excitement and anticipation on his rapist face as it came into view on his left side. Caleb's body was trapped between the soft firm bed and his massive muscled body. Both of them were stark naked, and there was a moment of confusion as Caleb thought, ‘wait, where did his chaps go?’ The man had been wearing chaps just a second ago, but he didn't feel them on his skin any more. Or his gloves, which he hadn’t taken off either, there was just the leather harness...

"Just tell me you want this and it will go so much easier for you," the man said in an evil voice, and Caleb gaped as the voice deepened and turned animal as the man in the bull hat’s face... changed.

The man's nose changed rapidly, growing wide and flat and turning black as it extended out from his face, a long muzzle forming as the stranger's face became that of a bull's. The bull's horns widened as his skull broadened and flattened. There a rippling of flesh spreading over him as a thin coat of fur covered the Minotaur’s hide. The sensation of hot sweaty skin changing to soft warm fur spread down Caleb’s back as the man, the Minotaur’s, body grew taller and broader, a tail swishing back and forth behind them in obvious excitement..

Then Caleb felt the bull's thick cock moving between his sweaty legs, moving like a thick python as it grew up between the human’s legs. The thick dick rubbed first against Caleb's balls and cock, and then grew past them, lengthening into a thick rod of maleness that dwarfed Caleb’s own penis by nearly a foot. The Minotaur laughed and flexed his dick, causing it to thump against the underside of Caleb's belly, slapping him with a tip as big as a fist. Caleb let out an oof, looked down at the thing in shock. He had been winded by the slap. The Minotaur's huge dick was still shaped like a man's dick, but was as thick as a man's arm. Not the Minotaur’s arm though, oh no, his arms were now massive pillars of muscles that dwarfed Caleb's own strong arms. The Minotaur’s eyes were the only thing that remained the same... deep pools of emerald green that frightened Caleb to his very soul.

Caleb gaped in shock at the... the thing! ... holding him down and rubbing it’s dick between his struggling legs. He was being assaulted not by just some queer but by a monster. A monster which was clearly going to rape him! Caleb shouted and struggled wildly, his mind trying to disbelieve this was really happening, trying to make him wake up from this terrible dream, but he was unable to so much as budge his body from the Minotaur’s grip. His legs flailed, scrambling to force himself away, but all he succeeding in down was rubbing his thighs against the Minotaur’s dick. The bull just laughed and forced Caleb into a sloppy cow kiss.

Badge remembered how dumbstruck he was at the kiss. It was the same fiery kiss he'd had back in the bar, but now it was with a mountainous, muscled bull! A god damned Minotaur was groping and fondling him, and he could still recall the heat of the bull's heavy balls against his bare ass as the beast shifted position and began to rub his dick between Caleb's cheeks, the huge member sliding up and along his back, now leaking a musky pre all over his skin. That sensation, of a thick cock rubbing across his ass broke the spell of the Minotaur's kiss and Caleb had struggled, hollering, "Get off, you fucking pervert!"

The bull just laughed again, deep lowing chuckle that haunted Badge's dreams. “Oh, I am going to get off. Deep inside you, my little man.”

“No!” Caleb shouted, his muscles flexing as fear and adrenaline lent him strength. He barely budged the massive beast as the head of it’s dick began rubbing against Caleb’s ass hole.

"You say no now? You didn't say no to my kiss in your little human bar. You didn't say no to my hand on your cock." The bull's muscles flexed, and Caleb howled as he was forced face down, ass up onto the bed, the bull's huge cock head pressing between his cheeks. A hand, stronger then Caleb's whole body grabbed the human's dick and stroked it slowly. Heat baked Caleb's face as he was filled with shame as a pleasure like lightning gripped his body. The bull's fingers had closed around a rock hard erection. Caleb was so hard his dick ached, and the fingers stroking along his cock made his whole body tingle with pleasure. His face turned even redder when he felt a slow trick of pre from the minotaur’s cock running down the crack of his ass and over his balls. The slick pre coating his dick as the Minotaur stroked him slowly.

"Besides, you have no choice now. I am your Master now, and your body will be mine." The Minotaur’s hips moved slightly as he flexed his dick, pushing the broad hard head against Caleb's hole. "I only have to claim your willing ass as mine..."

Badge remembered clearly, with crystal clarity how his holler of denial became a scream of pain as the massive cock speared him open, and then became a shameful moan of pleasure. He could still feel it, the massive hot flesh pushing inside of him relentlessly. Badge remembered screaming it was too big, but the bull just laughed, and whispered, “I will make it fit, human," before he began fucking the first half of his dick in an out of him. Badge remembered the feeling of the monster's cock plowing him open in short rapid thrusts. The feelings of pleasure washing over him along with the terrible pain, as his tight ass was forced to accept the Minotaur’s huge thrusting bull cock.

Badge thrashed and moaned, trying to get away, trying to force the Minotaur off him, and the bull just held him down with one hand, hips thrusting in a wild bucking, the huge cock raping the thrashing human’s ass with a beastly passion. The first quarter of the bull’s dick pounding in an out of him roughly, as thick and long as a normal man’s dick, with all the tremendous strength the mythical beast had. And worse, while the Minotaur was spreading his ass open wide with his dick, he was also groping his victim’s cock like a lover might. Strong fingers stroked across Caleb’s leaking dick, spreading his pre across his shaft and making the human’s body tense in pleasure as the thick shaft went on ramming as deep as the bull could inside him.

Caleb’s body fought for what seemed like forever, tears streaming down his face as he hollered and screamed for the raping to stop, oh god please he just wanted it to stop… but the bull, the god damned Minotaur, just kept right on raping him hard. Caleb remembered how his body had tensed, his dick stiffened in the jerking hand, and the Minotaur whispered in his ear how much he was enjoying fucking a straight man. Breeding a straight man’s ass like the whore he was. Didn’t Caleb like being his whore? “No!” Caleb had screamed, throat hoarse as tears burned his cheeks, “Don’t! Stop!” he’d begged as the Minotaur’s hand moved in rapid strokes along his aching cock and Caleb felt his balls tighten.

“Oh yes, that’s it, show me how much you like it, whore. Show me.” Badge cried as he remembered the pleasure and pain of that first climax, the way he came into his master’s hand like a gun going off, the huge bull dick inside him just rhythmically pounding away at his ass. The hot cum landed in the bull’s big palm, and when Caleb finished the bull paused in his rape, his hips stopping so his dick was just barely inside Caleb now. The Minotaur lifted his big brown hand up to his face, the bull’s nose snuffling and a broad tongue licked at the cum, tasting it like he was sampling fine wine.

“Very good, slave. Very good, you taste excellent,” the bull rumbled, and then he put his big hand in front of Caleb’s mouth. “Lick,” he commanded, and Caleb tried to turn his face away, to back away, and he gasped when the movement made the bull’s dick slide an inch deeper into his battered ass. The Minotaur laughed, a booming amused laugh as he put his hand over his victim’s mouth, making Caleb smell his own jizz as it was rubbing across his face.

Badge remembered how he had struggled, twisted, and succeeded in only forcing more of the Minotaur’s cock into his ass. Then, after licking what was left of Caleb’s jizz from his palm, the Minotaur’s hand feel onto Caleb’s shoulder and resumed his fucking. It was brutal, rough mating, the huge powerful beast grunting and slamming half his dick into badge’s frail by comparison human form. Arms thrashed, legs flailed, and it never mattered. The Minotaur kept one massive hand on his hip, the other on his shoulder, and escape from his thrusting dick had been impossible.

All Badge had been able to do was lift his face out of the blankets and scream. But, shamefully, most of those screams had been from pleasure as the bull’s dick assaulted him like a battering ram.

At some point as he thrashed and cried, screaming for help, begging for the monster raping him to stop, his screams turn into moans and he was begging for more instead of less because ... because there was a huge, self lubricating cock inside him fucking him with all the passion Caleb had secretly desired. The thing was coring out his insides and it felt absolutely amazing, the hot slick pre lubing his ass perfectly as the huge dick plowed deep inside him, pounding roughly at a spot inside Caleb that made his whole body ache with ecstasy as half of the beast huge dick stretched him open, making him scream in pleasure.

The memory of his own voice shouting at the Minotaur, begging him to fuck harder, made Badge’s face burn. He came three times that night as the Minotaur fucked him, and Badge knew he would have been bleeding and raw if the Minotaur’s pre hadn’t served as such a perfect lubricant. Three times, that strong hand gripped his dick jerking off again and again, forcing Badge to enjoy the brutal violating his new ‘Master’ was giving him. The whole time he'd been saying, "No no no!" and yet moaning in ecstasy as the Minotaur continued raping him for what had to be hours.

Even after Caleb’s third climax, when he could no longer so much as lift his head off the blankets, the bull was obviously not done yet. He lay down completely on top of Caleb, the human’s legs and arms powerless to even hold him in the doggy position now. The bull’s hips kept pumping that huge cock into Caleb, pulsing veins of his cock throbbing enough that Caleb had felt them as they plowed his ass deeper and deeper, and there was a wet slapping sound as the bull’s balls began to smack into his battered ass. That was when Caleb realized that after the third climax the bull is using his entire cock to fuck him now, plowing him like a furrowed field.

The Minotaur’s body trembles slightly as he whispers, “You aren’t saying no anymore, slave.” The bull’s arms are spread over Caleb’s, his hands holding the human’s wrists, his huge muzzle dipping down on the right side of the human’s face, those dark green eyes staring into Caleb’s terrified, weeping blue eyes. Badge can’t remember what he said, the words empty and weak, hollow like his butt. That laugh, a deep jolly laugh as warm breathe washed over Caleb’s cheeks. "You say you don't want it, but look how much you've cum already from me being inside of you.” Abroad, warm tongue licked away his tears, as if the beast were savoring them.. “I can tell you love my cock fucking you. You’ll give into me eventually." Caleb buried his face into the blanket and tried to die.

It didn’t work. All closing his eyes did was making him focus on how the back half of the bull’s body lifted up off his legs, the huge cock sliding back, pulling Caleb inside out almost before it slams back, a foot and half of cock pushing relentlessly inside him lick a fucking jackhammer. The bed doesn’t even shake, a ton of beef is pounding a foot and half of dick inside him and his bed doesn’t even move. The only thing that gave was Caleb’s ass, and it gave everything to the dick invading it.

And that makes Caleb sob again, tears he thought had been fucked dry flowing again, because he realizes the Minotaur is right, his body is giving out, giving in, he can't fight back any more it feels too good, he's got no energy left, and the bull just kept fucking and fucking him

The powerful thrusts, so controlled, so perfect, just keep coming and coming. Tears well up and were licked away, the thick head pushes inside of him so deep, the bull’s cock pulling and battering down everything Caleb has, everything he is, raping him totally. That shaft inside him in the only thing of worth, it’s taken everything Caleb is away. Worst of all, it was clear the Minotaur knows it too.

The bull man just leers at him, taunting Caleb with how good his ass feels around his dick, how good the man is at being fucked and used, dominating him thoroughly, muscles pushing against the mans body, holding him down and fucking him hard, and just when Caleb thinks it cant get any worse, he feels it as the Minotaur raping him begins to gets close. Those strong hips hunched forward more, the muscles of his chest tense, and Caleb howls in terror at being filled with cum. he cries, begs, “Not inside me, oh god not inside me…” the words whispered desperately as he feels the Minotaur’s hands and body tensing. Badge can still remember the utter shocked when the Minotaur pulled out and finished not inside him but across his back, his dick throbbing and flexing between the cheeks of his ass as the bull showers his back with hot cum. A bucket full of it, hot sticky and clinging to his bare sweaty skin... Badge can also remember that utterly horrible feeling of being hollow inside, of not having a dick inside his ass. Caleb had been utterly terrified, because the only thing he could think about was he had wanted the monster to finish inside him, even though he’d begged the Minotaur not too.

The bull snorted and sighed, groaning as his dick kept throbbing, covering the man’s back in seed. Caleb felt him cum too, because the bull’s dick is mashed down between the cheeks of his ass, thrusting wildly as he came across his back. The human could feel the Minotaur’s dick pulsing as it spurted hot cum across his skin. Then, when the snorting stops and all the Minotaur's dick was doing is leaking, strong hands began to massage the cum into his skin, spreading the thick, warm seed across his back. Caleb shivered in disgust, his mind reeling at how amazing it felt being bathed in bull semen. That’s when the cramps started. His back muscles tensed, his legs felt like they were on fire, and he screamed, climaxing again weakly as his skin burned with pleasure so hot he blacked out. Above him, the Minotaur snorted and grinned as gray fur began growing on the man's back, the former man's back, everywhere his seed had landed...

The change began spreading, covering his new slave's back and thighs as the Minotaur lays down on top of him, casually manacling him to the headboard of the bed and cradling him like a toy, whispering in Caleb's ear as the man swoons and fades in and out of consciousness. "Soon pet... soon you'll feel me cum inside you. Then you'll be fully mine, body and soul..."

"Fuck you" Caleb mumbles in shock, and the bull just laughs at him.

“One day… I should put you in the pleasure quarters so you can change, but I think I’ll keep you here in my bed… I'll need a warm cock sleeve in the morning after all." Caleb blacked out completely then, the meaty powerful warm muscles surrounding the man the masculine scent pushing into his mind as he sighs in pleasure and pain, totally exhausted by the Minotaur’s rape.