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Red looked up from his desk with a start. He realized he had fallen asleep, mid-debugging. He was working in the University shop, troubleshooting the fluid circulatory regulator logic for Professor Florkmann's new mecha-girl, Droidekka mk IV. The deadline for the robowaifu competition was fast approaching, and he had been desperately trying to get it working before the semester's end. Florkmann was a bit of an asshole, and Red knew he was being abused, but he also knew he needed Florkmann's recommendation to go for his PhD.

The lab was a small building located in the Computer Science complex, and it was dark and cluttered in here. Normally he liked it, but after hours in this tiny space, it had begun to feel like hell. He looked over the electronics and the fluttering regulator, and let out a groan of despair. He was never getting out of here.

He hated this, and wanted to go home, but the regulator was failing under certain conditions. Every so often it would stutter, almost like an arrhythmia, which would be enough to give the poor droid girl discomfort when activated. Something was wrong in the regulator logic..

He heard a loud slamming on the metal door to the lab, which made him jump. "REDDD!" He heard a feminine voice bellow from outside his door.

"W-who is it?" He asked. It was 7:30 at night on a Tuesday. Nobody should be here.

"IT'S VIRGINIA. OPEN UP!"

Virginia, or Ginnie, was Red's girlfriend, a powerfully built minotaur he had met at a friend's party a few months earlier. She had been very sweet, very friendly, and she was both drop-dead gorgeous and powerfully strong. Tonight was supposed to be their weekly milkshake date at the Lucy Desi Diner, but he had been forced to cancel due to this late project work. It was in fact, the second time he'd had to cancel.

"G-Ginnie? Are you okay?" He asked.

"ARE YOU KIDDING? OF COURSE NOT! OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR!" Virginia shouted. "YOU'VE BEEN IN THAT FUCKING LAB FOR TWO WEEKS!"

"I haven't! I've gone home!" He protested, though he had spent the last two nights sleeping on the ratty old couch in the corner of the shop. He sighed. "I'm sorry, Ginnie. I wish I wasn't stuck here, too, but this project is behind, and if I don't-"

"IF YOU DON'T OPEN THIS DOOR I'M GOING TO RIP IT TO FUCKING SHREDS!" Ginnie yelled. "YOUR PRICK IS GETTING WET TONIGHT."

"Whoa, whoa, we said we were going to wait until we were married! We agreed!"

"YOU AGREED AND I ALLOWED IT. BUT THAT WAS BEFORE YOU DISAPPEARED! I HAVEN'T HELD YOUR HAND IN TWO WEEKS OR SHARED A SHAKE OR GOTTEN MY FUCKING GOOD NIGHT KISS. ALL BETS ARE OFF, LOVER. THIS IS A RESCUE!"

He looked at the lab door with worry, until he saw the sigil of a blue Lamia giving a thumbs-up. The sigil marked it as a Virgin-Tech 'PelvisGuard' protector brand anti-mamono door, the kind sold to Shiro Hebi mothers to keep bicorns away from their little boys. It was rated to stop an inebriated Oni who was ovulating, provided her BAC was below .2 or above 17.0. Surely that was enough to stop his eager co-ed minotaur...right?

There was a very loud slam on the door, which rattled the whole office. Red's eyes widened. There was a fist-shaped dent in the thick steel bulwark. A very large fist.

"Y-you're scaring me!" Red said. He knew that Ginnie was two feet taller than he was, and had six times his strength (both upper and lower). If she was in a mood for something, he was as powerless to stop her as a toddler against a grown woman. "I-I don't think-"

"YOU BETTER ALREADY HAVE YOUR PANTS OFF!" She shouted through the door. "I'M COMING IN!"

The VirginGuard rumbled as another dent was put in it. A chunk of the ceiling fell to the ground and shattered into white dust. Red hoped that Ginnie didn't realize she could smash through the walls.

"Ginnie!" Red pleaded. "Please, control yourself!"

Almost in answer, a fist burst through the steel door, then withdrew. Red jumped out of his chair, his heart pounding with equal parts of terror and exhilaration. He saw an eye look in through the freshly formed hole. The eye sparkled like a green gem, but had a look both wild and terrifying as it searched back and forth. It locked onto him and narrowed.

"Oh, Look at you!" Ginnie said, and for a moment he heard her normal sweetness. "You look exhausted, and miserable! Well, it's enough of that. This fucking cardboard door will not keep you from me!" She shouted.

Virginia's giant brown hands grabbed at the edges of the hole and began to pull. The steel groaned and whined as she worked. Red's mind reeled as he watched his powerful girlfriend casually destroy a steel door that he could barely push open. He realized that he was not in control of what was coming. Even though he was afraid, in spite if it, he felt an erection come on.

Virginia emerged through the doorway. She was usually polished and proper, but now her normally pristine dark hair was disheveled and her make-up was smeared. She was in her overalls from her job at the dairy farm, her large breasts overflowing over the sides and her full hips curving out from within the denim. Her shoulders were broad and muscular, but wider than these were her horns, which pointed upward and gleamed in the faint light of the lab.

Virginia had a beautiful face, the most beautiful that Red had ever seen, but her teeth were clenched in anger. Her gorgeous moss-colored eyes sparkled with bestial aggression. She stalked towards him, her hoof beats rattling the lab. The tremors knocked a coffee cup off his workbench and sent it crashing to the concrete floor. Red shrank back against his workbench as she towered over him. His minotaur girl bellowed hot breath from her nostrils into his face, and he trembled with fear -and anticipation.

"Ginnie...Ginnie please be gentle..." Red said, inhaling her hot breath.

"If you wanted gentle, you shouldn't have cancelled our weekly milkshake," she said with a hungry glare. "Now I am going to rape you, right in your lab. Every time that you come here, you are going to remember that your minotaur girlfriend can fuck you WHENEVER she wants to fuck you."

He couldn't stop himself from gasping. His fearboner was now so stiff that it hurt. "Ginnie..." he began.

"Your mouth is not for talking," she said. "It's for this..." she pressed her lips to his, and pushed her wide, flat tongue past his teeth and towards his throat. It was so large and wide that it was able to fill his entire mouth, and with a simple motion she licked every corner of it almost at once. Ginnie moaned, eagerly enjoying his taste. She gripped him tightly under his arms, lifting him with ease to be eye level with her as she kissed him. For his part, Red's eyes rolled into his head as he reeled from the soft-as-silk tongue working and probing his entire mouth. He groaned, and reached out, able to cup Ginnie's breasts through the denim of her overalls. Ginnie liked that, and licked furiously, finding his little tongue and smacking it about inside his mouth.

Ginnie broke the kiss with a loud pop, then reached down and seized his cock, squeezing it. He moaned involuntarily. "This is what speaks for you now. I am going to fuck you, Red," she growled. "You are going to get the screaming RAPE that you deserve..."

She grabbed him by his belt and lifted him, carrying him by this makeshift strap as if he were an empty duffel bag. She took him to the ratty couch in the corner, and dropped him roughly onto it with a bounce. With her large hands, she grasped on his clothes and pulled. With a single loud tearing sound (though in fact it was several rips), she pulled off all his clothes and tossed the rended garments across the workshop. She put a hand beneath his chin and tilted his face upward as she pulled off his underwear

"Don't hurt me!" Red yelled. "I'm sorry I broke our date!"

Ginnie's face softened. She took the hand from his chin and put it to his face with gentle care. "This will feel good, I promise. Trust me," Ginnie whispered.

Red found himself nodding, his heart still beating rapidly in his chest. "Good," Ginnie said. She smiled at him, and ran her hand through his hair as she bit her lip.

"I'm glad you did this, to be honest," she whispered. "I've wanted to take you for a while now. I was waiting for you to give me a reason, because I've wanted to just fuck you every time we met. I'd go home after our dates and masturbate like six times in a row, thinking about doing this."

"Why didn't you say anything?" Red asked.

"Because I didn't want to scare you," she said. She grinned. "But I had to take extreme steps, to save you from yourself."

With a growl she leaned down and licked him, starting from his stomach, up his chest and neck, and all the way to his lips before she plunged her tongue deep into his mouth again, pushing his head into the cushions. When finally she stopped probing his mouth, she leaned into his ear, panting. "Go ahead and yell my name..."

She stood a moment and undid her overalls. The sight of a topless minotaur girl, standing before him in her full musculature, made Red's mouth water. Particularly he loved her tight little tummy and toned abs, which were covered in goosebumps. Large brown breasts flowed from her overalls, her tiny pointed nipples chilled in the cool air of the lab.

She took her overalls off over her hoofs, and he looked at her creamy brown thighs and licked his lips before she lunged and pressed him down, and held him fast with a large hand on his chest.

She position herself over his hard cock, then slid herself down. It was unclear who cried out louder - certainly Ginnie could be louder if she wanted, with her powerful lungs, but the soft yet strong walls of her pussy so sweetly slid against his shaft and head that the pleasure was more intense than anything he had ever experienced, and he cried out as if being murdered by ecstasy. Pussy juices gushed against his cock, and he felt the whole area of his pelvis grow damp. She began to fuck him.

With the immense power and force that Ginnie was slamming into him, Red kept bracing for it to hurt, for something to snap or crack or break, but despite Ginnie's forcefulness and very aggressive movements (and she really was quite forceful and aggressive), nothing ever hurt. In fact, it felt amazing. He had never felt so desired, so totally and completely at the whim of chaotic forces. Everything was wild, alive, dangerous. He was just an animal, hanging on, as the divinely beautiful Virginia took his hard cock into herself voraciously, looking down on him like a predator.

He found himself struggling to last, trying to keep from cumming too soon, but the feelings were so intense, and the pendulous rising and falling of her breasts so erotic that he could hardly stand it.

"Oh...oh Ginnie!" he cried out.

Hearing him cry out her name triggered her to go love-berserk, and she pounder her pussy down on him so hard the couch was creaking. Ginnie slapped her giant hand over his mouth as she kept sliding up and down on him. She looked at him with primal aggression and grunted with clenched teeth. The look, the power, the aggression, made him lose any semblance of control. He came instantly, screaming into her hand as his cock ejaculated endlessly into her tight, powerful hole.

Feeling both his scream against her hand and his warm seed filling her womb, Virginia howled out an orgasm. She spasmed and arched her back, thrusting her tits out and upward. She slammed down on him with fury in a blur, and he heard a loud crack. He was sure it was his pelvis, but there was no pain, and as the couch fell inward he realized she had snapped the frame.

As she cried out, in orgasmic aftershocks, she rubbed at her clit and howled, until finally she stared down at him for a moment with a look of pure joy. He saw the gentle, happy giant cow-girl that he was used to.

"Ooooh, thank you thank you thank you..." Ginnie babbled, kissing him all over his face with her giant lips. He reached out and put a hand to her face, feeling the softness, and he leaned up (or tried to) to kiss her. She leaned down and their lips met, and parted, and his tongue entered her mouth.

"I'm sorry I neglected you the past few weeks," he whispered when their kiss finally broke. "I never will again. I love you."

Her eyes formed into hearts. She cooed, and she melted into his arms. "Oh Red!" She exclaimed. "You are just so perfect! I love you so much!"

They embraced for a while, and he smelled her hair and felt her soft cow ears against his chest. He started to grow sleepy, his eyes lidded.

"Well, we should probably clean up," Red said. "I will need to go change into my spare clothes..."

"Oh, Red, my sweet Red, we aren't done," Ginny replied, her eyes again glazing and her mouth twisting. "You don't just to tell me that you love me and not get fucked afterward!" She pushed him back onto the couch, and kissed him on his face, down his neck, down his chest, and to his groin.

She took him in her mouth, and began to lick and slurp on his spent penis with her soft cow tongue. The combination of her attentiveness to his cock and the way she stared up at him with her green eyes and floppy ears made him hard again almost instantly. He gripped her by her horns, squeezing on the bone as she licked and slurped him. He tried to pull her head down on his cock by these convenient handles, but she may as well have been a statue. In response, she narrowed her eyes and inhaled, lifting his pelvis off the couch purely through her suction on his cock.

As he contemplated this and felt the intensity of her sucking, Red came again with a loud cry, emptying everything that was in his balls into her mouth. Her eyes lit up at this unexpectedly quick treat, and he felt her swallow and suckle rapidly. When she opened her mouth and presented her pink tongue, it was totally clear of the giant load of spunk he had produced. Her eyes glazed for a moment, and she smiled.

"Holy shit..." she said. "That tastes like...like pure You. Like your scent, but so intense..." she rubbed at her tummy and abs. "It feels so warm..."

She rose up and snuggled up against him, and against her powerful toned body he fell into a deep sleep.

When he awoke, he was on the couch. Rather, he was on Virginia, because she easily took up the entire broken couch. Virginia was holding him lovingly in her arms, his face was between her sweaty breasts.

"T-thank you..." he whispered.

"No, thank you, my sweetie. You did really, really, REALLY good," she said. She drew him up and covered his face with tender kisses.

"I was so scared you were going to hurt me," Red said. "It turned me on."

"Part of the fun," she whispered. She smiled, but there was a bit of sadness in it. "I could never, ever hurt you, darling. Even if I were so crazed I punched through a steel door, I can't ever bear to see you hurt."

She rested his face between her breasts. Being so close to this perfection of womanhood, these perfectly round orbs, he found them impossible to resist. He began to kiss and lick at her nipples. These were very, very sensitive, and she gasped. For a moment the tables had turned, and she was utterly at his mercy.

He suckled, and a bit of very tasty milk came out. He stopped. "...those milkshakes..." he said, licking his lips.

Ginnie blushed. "Oh, well...of course you can't serve a minotaur or holstaur milk for her boyfriend that isn't her own!" She said. "They kept a supply of my stuff in the back."

He suckled some more, tasting the sweet, warm milk in his mouth. "Tasty," he said.

She grinned. "I'm glad you approve," she said.

He grinned, and began to lick and suckle. Ginnie's breasts were sensitive, and she cried out in pure sexual pleasure. Both of them realized she didn't know her nipples were quite this sensitive to the touch of her man. As she gasped, he reached down and worked his fingers in between her legs, finding her tender and most sensitive of parts soaking wet. Nothing felt so satisfying as turning his large minotaur girlfriend (or waifu, he now supposed) into jelly, and that is what his gentle touch and licking did. "You can call out my name," he taunted. She arched her back, whimpering in pleasure, and he reveled in this turning of the tables.

It didn't last long. After a few minutes of swirling attention to her sensitive little clit, her powerful chest heaved and she gave out a loud cry. She came, calling out his name as loudly as she could, it seemed to snap something inside her. He was on his back and she was over him, and her engorged tits were over his cock.

"Oh no, my little stud, you don't get to torture ME with pleasure and get away with it! I'M in charge!" She said.

The feel of massive mino-tits against his cock was celestial. She rubbed her nipple against his swollen cock head, and he lost any semblance of pretending he could control her. His cock was too weak against her body, and she was too strong. She utterly overpowered him on every level. He surrendered fully, eagerly crying out as she engulfed his cock in her tits and rubbed her soft breasts against him. He felt himself building.

The rhythm, the rising and falling, was so wondrous he wanted it to never stop. And every so often, she would bang his cock against her nipples with loud slapping sounds, sending a tremor of pleasure up his shaft and making his heart pound in his chest. After several minutes, he knew he was close.

"Ginnie, I'm...I'm..."

"That's it, baby, cum all over my big, full cow-juggs!" Ginnie said, licking her lips eagerly as she slid her tits against his aching cock. "I need some more of my boy's nectar! Just scream my name! NOW!"

"GINNIE!" Red cried out. He came, and he came hard, pulsing out his seed all over her perfectly round breasts, covering them in his goo. Ginnie moaned and cheered excitedly, smiling widely as she watched his sperm land on her chest. Eagerly she began to lick her own breasts, slurping up his seed and swallowing it, moaning loudly after every taste.

She rested her face on his stomach, kissing it, her face tilted so her wide horns could fit. She was smiling with her eyes shut.

"What happens now?" Red asked, his heart pounding as he tried to catch his breath.

"We get you dressed, go back to my apartment- our apartment, sorry- and I fuck you every night, just like this."

"You promise?" Red asked.

Ginnie laughed. "I promise. How do you feel?"

"I feel like all my nervousness just got screamed out of me by a beautiful woman. Like I sweat it out through my pores and howled it out," he laughed. "I'm babbling. That probably doesn't make sense."

"I think I get it," she said. "You needed a good plowing to get you out of your funk."

"How do you feel?" He asked.

"I feel like I just drank a big, warm cup of soup," she said. "I feel like a lot of aggression just got worked out on a wonderful little nerdy guy."

"Well, that nerd is a lot less tense..." He began. He put a hand to his forehead. "Oh my God!" He exclaimed. He seized her with wide eyes. "Can I go to my workbench?" He asked.

She narrowed her eyes. "If you are there longer than thirty seconds, I'm grabbing you and fucking you into unconsciousness."

Red raced over to the table, where he fiddled with a few knobs and switches excitedly. A moment later the regulator on the table whirred to life. He flicked some switches rapidly, and the regulator's rhythm remained firm. No stutter. He let out a laugh of joy and clapped his hands.

"That was it!" He said. "The window for feedback check was too tight. I relaxed it a little bit and Boom! No more stutter!"

Ginnie smiled, not fully understanding the import of this event, but still happy that her new husbando was so happy. He ran back to her and gave her a big hug and a kiss that made her swoon.

"I think all you needed was some time away from the problem," Ginnie said. She kissed him tenderly on the lips, and gently cradled him in her arms. He faced away from her as the little spoon, reveling in the touch of his minotaur woman. "My man," Ginnie said. "Mine."

"Yes, yours," he sighed. "You know, we should get dressed and head to...our...apartment."

"We should," she said with a little giggle. But she didn't release him.

"...Ginnie?" He asked, feeling hot breath on his neck from her suddenly very heavy breathing.

"I said I was going to rape you unconscious if you didn't make it back here in thirty seconds," Ginnie said with quiet force. "You were gone for sixty seven."

He felt a large brown feminine hand reach around his waist and grab his tired cock firmly. He hardened from the intense squeeze.