>The day before the Running of the Minotaurus
>Walk past where the Minotaurus are staying.
>They're all standing around, drinking, celebrating their assured victory tommorow.
>One mean looking Minotaurus, huge for even Minotaurus standards at a towering height of 8 feet, turns her head to you while gripping a keg under her arm.
>She gives a drunken, evil grin.
>"Tomorrow, you."
>You quickly decide to leave, her eyes following you as you shuffle back to your own accommodations.

>You didn't get much sleep that night.
>Too many consecutive nightmares about pelvis shattering.
>Despite this, you're ready, you're at your physical peak and you didn't travel this far just to wuss out.
>You arrive at the start, with your assigned uniform and number.
>It's nothing lewd, but it is red, so it might as well be.
>You gather with the rest of the runners.
>Some look like they're ready to give it their all.
>Others don't exactly look like their goal is to reach the finish line.
>You look behind the start.
>Sure enough, a group of restless and aroused Minotaurus are being held back by metal gates.
>Oh boy, there she is.
>The Minotaurus from last night points at you, then does a series of powerful pelvis thrusts against the metal gate.
>Did those bars just bend a little?
>A horn sounds for you all to get into position.
>You line up, the route is simple, just follow the street. There are a lot of bends and corners, where you'll hopefully be able to shake them.
>The last bit towards the end is a straight road, a mad dash to the finish line.
>The horn sounds again, you all get into your starting position.
>Then the starting pistol goes off.
>Wasting no time, you launch yourself ahead of the crowd. The street is narrow, so it's important to stay at the head.
>You hear the metal gate get knocked down and the ground starts shaking.
>You're definitely getting the adrenaline you wanted.

>You hear the growing commotion behind you as the run continues.
>Sounds like more and more are getting picked off.
>Eventually it's just a handful of you left.
>You come up to a sharp bend.
>You make it around just in time as a runner behind you gets tackled through the wall of a house.
>The crowd watching on rooftops and balconies all give a simultaneous 'oooo that's gotta hurt' kind of gasp.
>From then on it's just trying to run faster than the man behind you.
>After all you don't need to outrun the Minotaurus, just outrun the slower runners.
>That was your strategy.
>But as you're coming to the finish line, your 8 foot tall friend pushes her way through the other Minotaurus.
>She's charging at you and only you, as she runs past several runners who almost look relieved.
>She lets out a bellowing laughter as she picks up speed.
>You're almost there.
>This could be it, the first man to reach the finish line without being raped.
>You can taste your dream.
>Then you taste dirt.
>The 8 footer dove forward and grabbed your leg.
>Oh no.
>She lifts you up by your leg and starts swinging you around. While the crowd cheers.
>The other Minotaurus that are still running know better than to interfere and start picking off the rest of the stragglers.
>You try to pull up and loosen her grip.
>But seeing this, she throws you through a window.
>You crash on what appears to be someone's bed.
>Before you can get up. She kicks down the door and stomps over to you panting.

>Her face is twisted with some kind of combination of rage and pleasure you've never seen before.
>It's the uniform.
>You quickly move to pull the red outfit off.
>Maybe it'll calm her down.
>Then you realize it must look like you're stripping.
>You throw off the clothes and try to run back out the window wearing nothing but your boxers.
>As you make for the window a muscled hand closes around your arm and with a tug, throws you back onto the bed.
>She mutters something in Spanish, sneering before she tears off your boxers and mounts you in a swift motion.
>She starts slamming down on your cock, which has hardened against you will.
>Her massive frame blocks out the light pouring from the window.
>You can no longer hear the cheering of the crowd. Only the groaning of the bed as the legs that it stands on begin to snap.
>The pain is incredible, all the weight overpowering you, but it feels amazing.
>You zone out, entering some twisted state of Nirvana.
>You look into her face, gritting your teeth as you feel your pelvis beginning to crack.
>She gets off on your reaction and with a low-pitched chuckle and picks up the pace
>The bed falls apart, and the wall it was slamming against from the motions of the violent rape has a growing dent in it.
>You orgasm like you've never done before and pass out.
>You awaken in a full-body cast in a first-aid tent.
>Apparently you got the furthest anyone had been and get a cash prize as consolation.
>Same time next year maybe?