A red scarf was all that was needed to seal Maron's fate. The young merchant was taking a rarely used trade route to the next city when he felt the ground shake. Curious he looked around seeing a large dust cloud rapidly approaching him. As he looked harder he noticed the dust cloud was being created by a Mamono. Running in the opposite direction he went into the forest finding a tree to hide behind.
The Mamono stopped in the middle forest but was still in his line of sight as he tried to sink deeper into the forest. The Mamono was a Minotaurus as he could tell by her muscular form, horns and fur covered hooves. Her tail wagged furiously as she seemed to be looking for him. She was breathing hard but that run shouldn't have tired out a Minotaurus so why? Looking closer he noticed her cheeks were also flushed too. That's when he figured it out; she was fully aroused and searching for a mate.
He had forgotten that Minotaurus get aroused when they see red and his scarf was a bright easy to see red. Sighing at his own mistake he quietly moved around the forest making sure the Minotaurus was still in his view. However while backing away he stepped on a downed tree branch cracking it. For a short moment there was a stillness but the moment quickly passed as the Minotaurus knocked him off his feet.
"Wait! I'm a tradesman! I can give you anything just let me go!" he pleaded
"I want your semen!" she shouted.
Wasting no time she ripped his pants and grabbed his member violently moving her hand to force errection. Once he was at full attention she rammed his shaft into he love spot as a loud moan escaped her mouth. Her hip movements were so rough that with each thrust he could feel his vision white out. The pleasure he felt was amazing but his body wasn't built to handle sex with a Minotaurus. He felt his bones start to give way to the girl's tremendous strength as she bounced up and down on his member.