AN: This is a continuation of a story by HodorHodorHodorHodorHodor. This fanfiction contains explicit material, most of all sex, rape, mature themes, and the similar. If you don't like it, then don't read it, or if you're like me, read it then say you didn't. As with H's fic, ch. 1 is in book one, and things will slowly progress from there. PM me for any changes/advice you want put into the story- or leave a review, that's good too. Notable changed to the books: one, there is a Hecate cabin. You can't expect minor gods and goddesses not to have sex (and kids), and people that can use magic would definitely be glaringly obvious. They'd get a cabin anyways. Two: Annabeth, Percy, and all other characters are two years older. This means that Luke is 16 in Lightning Thief, and Percy and Annabeth are 15. Silena, one of the older characters in the book, is 18. THe events will progress quicker than in the books, though it won't seem that way. That's all.

Chapter 1 - Taken By The Minotaur.

I walked down to the Camp Half-blood border, keeping my eyes open for any monsters. Of course no monster would actually set foot in camp; but Chiron had relayed to me a message from the Oracle. Why I even listened to her, I don't know. The words flashed through my mind again.

Three lives saved, a great cost paid,

Stand watch on the edge of Thalia's shade.

Lightning thundered above me, a constant reminder. Zeus's symbol had been stolen, someone had taken the lightning bolt; and the thief hadn't been found. Of course Olympus tried to hush it up, but I was there the day the thief hit. I saw the alarms, and I saw the thunder and lightning brewing above Olympus. I could figure out what happened before Athena even told me.

And what was this 'great cost' I would pay to stand watch here? Whatever it was, I needed some sort of sacrifice. I needed a way to show my devotion; having been on Olympus the day it was stolen, I was a suspect. If I paid a cost, so be it.

A roar caught my attention in the distance. A roar sounding from the recesses of a throat that could never have been human. Minotaur.

He was dressed in a white loincloth fashioned from the hide of animals, not even coming close to covering his muscled body, and though I didn't recognize it at the time, his balls were barely hidden alongside his rapidly swelling dick. Its balls were at least four times the size of a golf ball, each, and obviously full of cum. Its veiny cock hung down, teasing for what was to come. His manhood was eight inches already, with balls just as ridiculous. What I didn't catch was that it's penis was rapidly swelling, and that its eyes were filled with lust, and that it was salivating like any monster in heat. I was soon going to regret ever meeting the Minotaur…

My eyes caught three people, running for all they were worth. I recognized the man at the back, or more precisely, the satyr. And two others; a boy around my age, thirteen at the most, and a woman, presumably his mother.

The creature barreled behind them, crashing into Grover before grabbing the mother's waist. The boy turned around, frozen stiff with fear, as the Minotaur raised his mother into the air, slowly tightening its grip.

Grover got to his feet and leapt at the Minotaur, while the boy leaped onto its other shoulder. They grasped both of its horns, and it roared wildy, shaking its head wildly in an attempt to dislodge its passengers. Somehow, the boy managed, with a truly demigodly feat of strength, to rip off its horn.

The boy flew off first, crashing into a tree, before he stood up with a bloody nose. I glanced toward him; he seemed uncertain about what to do, now that he was in the Minotaur's way.

"Run!" I yelled, and both him and his mother ran past me, heading into camp.

Grover's grip fell short, and he fell to the ground, before standing back up. The Minotaur would kill him if I didn't do something.

When I was young and being adopted into my family, I had one day been given my invisibility cap from my mother; as a Christmas gift. I treasured it, as it was the only thing I had gotten from my mother, but I valued my friend's life more than a dumb cap.

"Grover, take this!" I yelled, pulling off my invisibility hat from my pocket, I tossed it to him. Grover snatched it from the air, and quickly put it on.

The Minotaur dazedly looked around, perplexed as Grover's footsteps echoed behind me as he made his way to camp. I knew it was pointless to outrun it, as Grover and his friends had demonstrated. Perhaps, if I could kill it, I could survive.

It lowered its head, then charged towards me. But the creature was a marathon runner, not a sprinter, and I was a sprinter. Unfortunately, this meant it'd outrun and catch me in the long run; though I could evade it for now.

As soon as I finished thinking, it charged, and I dodged it, stabbing my spear into the thick hide of its leg.

Ten meters later, it turned around, enraged, and furiously charged me. I noticed that its cock was now fully erect, standing on its chest. It charged at me, and I rolled to its side again, evading while managing to strike its legs with my spear. The Minotaur was too stupid to know when a tactic wouldn't work- and eventually, it would fall from blood loss.

I thought that we would keep doing this; the Minotaur charging and I evading; but instead it rushed towards me, faster than I could have reacted, and swept me off my feet by grabbing my waist like I was a sack of potatoes.

With its other hand, it swept my spear out of my hands, bringing my face to his. His boar-like horns were above him as he pulled me to his chest, pressing me up to his raw, naked body; clutching my stomach while rubbing me up on his ridiculously large boner. His balls must have been seven inches in diameter; probably more.

I was dazed. How had the Minotaur outsmarted me… a daughter of Athena? Perhaps somehow, I had underestimated its intelligence… and then my instincts kicked in. I fought in every way I could, kicking, biting, scratching the Minotaur's rough hide, trying to futility escape, somehow. The Minotaur was twice my size… there was no way I could escape its grip.

Now, as I reflect, perhaps it targeted me because I was young and spry. After all, Demigods hit puberty earlier, grow faster and longer, and therefore had more stamina in general than normal humans. Perhaps that was why it had abandoned his mother for me.

Its other hand came around, and I thought, it's going to break my neck. Hours later, I would wonder, if only it had broken my neck…

However, in the present, it did not break my neck. Instead, as he pressed my young teen body to his muscular one, his hand roughly grasped my Camp Half Blood T-shirt, before pulling it over my neck. His body was comparable to a wall of solid steel, and I knew that I had no chance of escaping.

Since the clothes at camp were magically enchanted, there was no need for bras; or even panties. Everything stayed in place till they were off. This had caused trouble before, but Dionysus didn't seem to mind. After all, Argus was asleep after 9; and Dionysus didn't really care about what the campers did.

Now, with nothing above my waist, another set of instincts found its way into my head- one insane for the already insane situation. I covered my budding demigoddess breasts with my hands, and felt the Minotaur begin feeling my ass with his hands, and his cock somehow poking me though I was being held far up off the ground by him.

I couldn't even begin to comprehend the situation that was going on. It was removing my clothes tenderly, then tossing them aside as though it were trash. I screamed, I screamed loud as the Minotaur began to walk far away from the camp border with me in his hands, screaming all the way, until finally, holding my young and tender flesh in his hands, he flipped me around, face-to-cock, the penis barely a few millimeters away from my mouth.

It was the most traumatizing moment in my life, even more so than Thalia's death, as I smelled his raw, dirty cock in my face.

From then on, I stopped seeing the monster as an 'it' and more of a 'he'. I noticed now that he was much larger than before, almost 15 inches, possibly more. I knew that I could, at most, only fit in 10 inches; and that was at the very best, as demigoddesses had better biology than mortals. Our throats could expand then return to normal; making for some amazing blowjobs, as we were told in Phys Ed. Of course, there were the legendary daughters of Aphrodite, who had the ability to expand to fit any cock, whether oral, anal, or vaginal. Of course, some campers had decided to experiment after, and most people tried to ignore it.

As the Minotaur walked, he lowered her more onto its cock, until her mouth touched the tip, with salty precum flowing out of it, a disgusting taste that she would soon be forced to like. The meat of the beast itself was raw and hard, and tasted like the forest; with the scent of cum having been permanently embedded on it, because it had both raped and masturbated enough that the scent had sunk deep into its skin.

However, I knew the Minotaur wasn't anything like a camper. It was a monster; with a monsterous cock. I would never fit it in.

'NO!' I screamed. 'NO!' 'NO!'

Annabeth reactively opened her mouth; and she licked the salty, warm, and thick precum from her lips. She had almost finished spitting it out, as the Minotaur lowered her completely onto his cock, filling her up with two inches of veiny meat. Its unwashed balls smelled of sex and the forest, wafting off a dangerously hypnotizing aroma. Annabeth shuddered; upon smelling it, a shiver ran through her as she climaxed.

She was being pushed on its cock, and as the Minotaur took steps, she realized that his tip was now in her mouth.

Annabeth was hyper aware of every contour on the cock. The bulbous head, and the way his cock curved, shortening at the end, but thickening at the middle.

The Minotaur huffed, a beastly grin on its face. It liked what Annabeth was doing. Annabeth moaned, and, desperately trying to get air, she opened her mouth even further, making it so that about three more inches of his beastly cock could fit into her mouth. At this point, she decided to only breathe through her nose.

Annabeth tried to bite down on the meat, barely managing to imprint it with her teeth. The Minotaur looked down at her, struggling to breathe and bite him.

The Minotaur roared angrily, disliking what she was trying to do. He slapped her ass, leaving a raw, red handprint. Annabeth had screamed when he hit her, and now had almost two thirds of his monstrous cock in her mouth. Since he measured at sixteen inches, Annabeth guessed, about ten inches of cock was stuffed in her mouth, into her throat, and into her stomach. Any normal mortal would be dead, and the fact that his cock was four or so inches thick weren't helping.

Blushing in embarrassment, Annabeth came to terms with the fact that she was now giving the beast a blowjob- him, a blowjob.

Every time she was pulled like a cocksleeve down his length, she moaned, sending pleasurable vibrations through his cock. His constant stream of cum and precum didn't help either, as it was thick, and she had to swallow it if she wanted to breathe out.

I thought, Maybe... if I just give it a blowjob, it'll go away and be done with me. Yes. A blowjob, just a blowjob. After that, he'll just leave me alone, if I can finish this quickly.

But the blowjob the Minotaur was giving was unlike any other; she was being shoved down it, as his cock was just about half the length of her arm. Fortunately for her, as a demigod, her throat was going to go back to normal after the blowjob, unlike her pussy.

She moved as the Minotaur moved, licking and swallowing his cock. She knew that there was a bulge in her throat as he fucked her, and she moaned just thinking about it.

With a shudder, Annabeth hummed, because the Minotaur was thrusting three times a second into her small mouth.

With a roar, the Minotaur came, his veiny cock twitching as he held it there, shooting out one spurt of thick, warm, cum. It didn't seem to stop, shooting out even as she swallowed it all. She realized that somehow, a part of her mind was being rewritten, a part that fantasized about cock, loving delicious cum.

Although her mind hadn't been changed to that degree yet, she instead thought of the Minotaur's cum like milk, drinking the nutritious liquid. He came, again and again, draining his balls into her, making her stomach grow larger from his thick seed.

With a shock, Annabeth came again, spurting her women's cum out, the liquid spurting out onto the ground, watering the plants with her ejaculate. Annabeth moaned, shamefully blushing at what she had done.

She realized that the Minotaur had tossed her on the ground, getting into position to fuck her sweet virgin pussy.

I screamed - I knew that I would be broken if I were to take him in my pussy. Only ambrosia could possibly heal me; and after that, if a cock weren't past 7 inches, it wouldn't stretch my pussy. Fortunately, I knew that because I was a demigod, I could heal, but if I were left in that way without treatment for many days, it would be helpless.

My screaming reached its highest pitch after I had done so for five minutes; I was going to go through the fuck in complete silence, though my throat was stretched enough that I could still speak anyways.

He ignored me, pushing me onto the ground, my tits flying around and settling down. He then flipped me over, and pushing my ass up, he smacked it. Hard. I moaned, feeling my self control disappear as he smacked it, till my ass was red and tender. He then lined his cock up, and entering into my pussy, he broke me. I had forgotten about its thickness, and I felt it penetrate deep inside me. My hips rocked, and I could feel the Minotaur's hands line me up with him.

I had often thought about what my first time would be like; with a big, strong, caring and tender man my age, who loved me as I loved him, someone who would take his time, and would go slowly; someone who would be just the right size. He would take his time with my hymen, making sure he wasn't breaking it too fast. Someone who would try to pleasure me the best he could, so I could do so with him.

I screamed; I screamed for so long, as he entered my pussy. He thrusted in and out, never stopping. Soon his crotch was a blur as he fucked me, filling my pussy with his salty precum. My tits jiggled as he sped up, breaking my walls. He must have been fucking me an ungodly five to eight times a second, and she moaned as the Minotaur thrusted its cock deep and hard inside her, thinking only for his pleasure.

The Minotaur thrusted so powerfully that she was being shoved to the ground, as she convulsed on the cock. She knew that whatever cum she had in her had been drained a long time ago, as she couldn't stop the pleasure she felt from his cock.

The Minotaur went balls deep in her, ruthlessly putting all of him into her. His throbbing dick made her cry with pleasure as he shoved himself in and out of her moist cunny.

Annabeth moaned, the sounds of their love-making filling the clearing. His hips bucked wildly on her sweaty ass, making a loud slap every time he filled me on his hilt.

I knew that his balls were leaving an imprint on my ass, as the movements he made were so fast and strong that my body was being broken.

This went on for a while; though he stretched my walls, he stopped after a few hours. My ass was red, and my pussy had been spread wide enough to fit in two normal cocks.

Tiredly, with all my stamina drained, I looked up to see the Minotaur pointing at me.

"You. Suck. Cock. " he huffed as he pointed at it, steam coming from the nostrils of his boar head. Later on, I would rationalize that the only way a beast like him could talk would be if all of his blood was rushing from his heart, all the way down to his ungodly boner. Of course, because of that, there was so much that his heart made enough blood for his brain to work just like another person.

But that didn't matter, as I had been ordered to do something by him. He was treating me as though he were my master and I was his slave; a very accurate comparison at this point.

I realized I had no choice but to do so. I moved my mouth closer to it, licking the head of his humongous cock. Slowly, I gasped down his cock, taking almost half of it in my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down, making wet popping noises as I sucked on it. I could barely take all of his length, and if not for my demigoddess heritage, I wouldn't have survived his cock being shoved into my stomach and throat.

I realized that with his size, it was more like I was a cocksleeve than a woman. I didn't have much strength left to care. Besides, I thought, this honestly really feels good, so warm...

Slowly, but surely, my crotch was getting warmer and hotter. With a sudden shock, I came, my cum spilling onto the ground. As I came, the Minotaur did so too, filling my mouth and stomach with his baby batter.

I choked on his dick as he pushed it in, until only his balls remained outside my mouth. I swirled my tongue on his cock, opening my mouth wide to accommodate him.

The Minotaur moved his cock to her wet lips, and Annabeth sluttily opened for him. With a wet pop, Annabeth now used her hands to jerk off the hung Minotaur. His cum had been spurting out as she had given him the handjob, making her face covered in his cum. He shot his sperm over her tits and body, his balls amazingly still full.

He didn't care who she was; that she was a demigoddess. He would have taken Sally, had she not intervened. She knew that to him, she was only tits and a pussy.

Her lips were bruised, her throat was raw, and every part of her body was stricken by pleasure, her face and body hurting with pleasure.

I moaned, feeling so much pleasure all at once, partly from the cock, partly from the cum. I knew it was wrong; I knew I had tried to not, but still, I moaned, living in the pleasure that had came from his man-juices, and his large, meaty penis.

I dropped to the ground, and feeling the Minotaur grab my stomach, he dropped me to the ground once again, then raised my ass and roughly shoved his entire length into my pussy, filling up all of me in one moment.

I felt him slam into me, again, and again, and again.

He thrusted with such a speed that I couldn't move, fucking me for hours on end. My voice had gone away within the first thirty minutes, because of my screaming, and the pleasure.

After forty minutes, my body had betrayed me. I was enjoying every second of feeling the hot, warm cock pumping into me, and the sick, dirty, taboo desire I felt to be filled up with his cum. I wasn't even thinking about how wrong it was; I was living in the moment, loving every second.

He thrusted deep and hard, pushing deeply enough to penetrate my womb. I could no longer fight or endure, and he kept on slamming into me. He leaned in, hot breath on my neck, as he fucked me with only his pleasure in mind. I was being used as a sleeve for his cock; his cock was the only thing I could think about.

I couldn't even feel my crotch as he roughly fucked me.

The pleasure I felt continued to build and climb, until all I could think about, all I could feel was the hard cock pumping in and out of me. There was no camp, no Grover, only the Minotaur and his insanely hard, long cock pumping in and out of me, dominating me for all I was worth. It had been hours since I had stood guarding at the edge of Thalia's pine, and the light of a new day was shining onto my naked body.

He sped up, continuing to pump into me, until he somehow got faster, his balls slapping my ass as he fucked me roughly. All fifteen-plus inches being stuffed down my tiny little hole, filling me up. I knew that, in one moment, he had reached the maximum speed he could, and that was gonna...

"No… " I moaned. "Not yet, please, not yet, it feels so good..."

The Minotaur cummed in me, shoving my entire teen body down his long, 15 inch cock, and he cummed, filling my pussy with his warm cum, filling me with his seed. He came in me, then he pulled out of me and shot his warm, sticky cum all over my body. I was doused in cum, as my tits, ass, face, hair, and stomach were covered in his sticky seed in short, fast spurts. With every rope of cum that shot out, I felt warmer and happier, and dazedly, I opened my mouth to try to drink some of his warm, thick, sticky cum.

My entire body was covered by his semen, his thick seed covering even my hair. Since it was magical, it was certainly not going to come out anytime soon, even with the help of the Aphrodite cabin, who had special lotions, and similar.

I was filled till my stomach was bloated, till I felt empty without his cum. The day was one day after I had seen the boy and his mother, and only in the morning did several members of my cabin find me, lying pathetically on the ground, stomach bloated and stomach filled with cum, fucked until I couldn't move my body.

Little did I know, my mind was being rewritten within minutes after the fuck ended; my mind had actually been rewritten as we had fucked. My fellow campers later found me, as I was told, in a clearing far out from where I had stood, by the river near the farm road.

Every time I breathed, my body twitched. Even my body's natural movement was changed.

As I was carried away, some campers noted that with every little movement, I giggled and moaned. It was quiet, and though nobody talked about it, the signs were there.

And they knew it.