Iolaus and Hercules stop at a small tavern late in the afternoon, as the shadows lengthen and the heat of the day recedes. They drink deeply discussing their adventures and plans. As they continue to drink they become a little boastful inviting smirks from the pretty red head serving them. She wiggles her hips and winks at their exploits. Making them a little embarrassed and all to aware of her creamy skin and fiery red hair.

When this teasing is too much for our heroes, they develop a plan. They begin whispering, the wench leans closer to hear. The more she tries to hear the quieter they become. Eventually her curiosity over comes her.

"What is the big secret," she asks, tossing her head to show her hair to best advantage.

"If we told everyone who asked it wouldn't be a secret," Hercules replies "besides it isn't something for little girls."

"Who is the little girl," she pouts, "I am almost nineteen."

"Nineteen might be old enough or almost old enough," Iolaus says thoughtfully.

"She still seems a little girl," Hercules replies "a little on the pretty side, but young and silly. Not the sort of girl for a hero's adventure."

"I am more than ready for any adventure," she states boldly flashing her eyes.

"Well if you are sure you are more capable than you look and truly ready for anything," Hercules replies.

"I am I am," she says excitedly.

"Well then we are embarking on a journey to capture a mysterious horned animal and we need just the right sort of brave girl to assist us in our quest. We start tomorrow at dawn if you are ready?"

"I will be there," she states trying to hide her excitement.

They begin their journey quite a while after dawn having had a good breakfast and a little ale. It is a spring day and the three of them begin walking along the cart path enjoying the day. As noon approaches they leave the cart path for a footpath, which narrows rapidly ending in a small glade with a tiny spring.

"Well this is the place," Hercules declares, "You," motioning to the girl "sit down there next to the spring. We will hide in the tall grass. You will let us know when the beast approaches."

She does as she is told sitting next to the spring with her back against a small tree watching carefully while Hercules and Iolaus crouch in some tall grass. However, it is a warm day and no beast approaches. Soon she is daydreaming and a little later stretched out next to the spring snoring slightly.

This is what Hercules and Iolaus have been waiting for they creep to the edge of the spring. Hercules gently placing his hand over her mouth whispers in her ear, "Be very quiet the horned beast has arrived."

At first she struggles then her eyes grow wide. "Is it really here," she whispers.

"Yes," says Hercules, "very close now. Close your eyes a woman cannot look on the beast it is too frightening."

She closes her eyes tight.

"Are your eyes closed tight?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

As she says this Hercules and Iolaus are removing their clothes. "Are you ready to feel the beast," asks Hercules. She says tentatively, "Yes if he won't bite me."

"The beast will not bite if you make no sudden moves."

As she lies very still Hercules takes her hand and places it on his erect penis. She begins to explore the beast gently running her fingers up and down the shaft. As Hercules cock begins to harden Iolaus takes her other hand and places it on his penis.

"Now I have two lovely unicorns," she whispers, stroking harder now with her eyes still tightly shut.