A Day With Centorea, Then...

I spend the rest of the day with Centorea or Cerea, my very own Centaur servant and sex ****, I guess. Questioning her about it, she was dead serious that her loyalty was to me above all else. It is kind of crazy considering we'd just met and I hadn't even needed to use the earrings to make it happen.

Centorea was basically in heaven because she'd found her 'destined one'. When I'd first led her along she'd actually started crying tears of happiness when I held her hand. She'd been very embarrassed when I asked why she was crying but apparently her hands had only been trained for holding weapons and she'd dreamed about this since she was young.

We wander around town and she's perfectly content to accompany me as I use my powers to have some random fun. I slap asses and receive various smiles and words of thanks. I introduce myself to women and get my face hugged to their breasts. I whip out my cock and it is like a female lure. It always turns heads and eventually I always catch a confident lady who straight up asks to taste my dick. It is amazing.

At one point in the park, I was almost mobbed by a bunch of girls when they found out I could make them cum instantly by thrusting my dick in their mouths. Cerea had whisked me away on her back, making her extremely hot and bothered in the process. I'm sure we made quite the sight galloping through the streets, Cerea's massive jugs bouncing around uncovered rambunctiously atop her proudly out thrust chest.

Yea, I'd made it up to her for ripping her shirt apart earlier by making it normal for centaurs to never wear clothes. Cerea had promptly removed the black blanket-like skirt she'd worn on her horse half and stopped trying to cover her mammoth boobs with her arms. She'd seemed confused why she'd chosen to wear it in the first place.

Eventually, we made our way to Kimihito's as the sun went down, chatting as we went. Talking to Cerea was easy because any topic I wanted to know about was perfectly normal to her.

"...oh the males of my species are barbarous brutes, women of noble blood have as little to do with them as we can, simply lifting our tail when it is time to rut and then being done with it." She was saying with a steady clip clop clip clop as background to her words as we rode up Kimihito's street.

"Really? Okay, but more importantly, how big are their dicks? Horse cocks around here are huge. I mean, I've been called hung like a horse before but that's kind of an exaggeration. A bit. Heh."

"Well, we are not horses, of course!" snapped Cerea and I could see the comparison was a sore point for her, "Dumb beasts, though I suppose if we are talking about a male centaur... maybe it is not too far off. In any event, their manhoods are generally much larger than a teaser male's but I don't think that they are much bigger than your own. Much of that length is for simply reaching our vaginas as our bodies can't get as close together as yours and mine can. So fully half a centaur's length never actually enters the womanly passage. Not like with you, Master...every thick powerful inch filled me...oooh..."

Cerea positively shivered with arousal as she remembered our vigorous sex session earlier.

"Wait. What the fuck is a teaser male?" I ask even as I reach around her torso and cup her big heavy boobs, tweaking her oversized pink nipples.

"Ah! Ah. That feels so nice, Seijo. But...uh... well, it has become the fashion of late for women to turn to males of other species, particularly humans or elves, in order to.... see to our arousal in preparation for the dullard male centaur's mounting. Males of my kind care not for our pleasure, you see. Indeed, the very idea of being soft and sensual with their affections is anathema to them. Dominance is all they care about."

"What the fuck.... so what.... you guys have like- designated fluffers when you fuck? Is that what I am to you?"

She stopped short even as we arrived at Kimihito's house and she twisted around, placing a hand on my chest she continued with an imploring look, "Oh no, Seijo! I do not accept these odd notions! I follow an older tradition as I've told you. I want nothing to do with the callous knaves that are the male of my kind, yet the frivolous affections of fleeting teaser males are also not for me. No, I serve my master and only he will I allow to take me, to pound his massive turgid spear within my weeping sheath! Oh! Ung.."

Cerea was blushing powerfully and her nipples were as hard as diamonds, fat pointy diamonds in my hands. With me on her back, there was little doubt as to what she wished we were doing right now. I slipped off her back and slapped her enormous rump with a chuckle, "Down girl, that's just what I wanted to hear. Now let's go inside. I've got a job to do, you remember?"

She sighed, "Yes, of course. I will not stand in the way of your duties, master!"

I went inside like I owned the place, the door being unlocked.

We made our way into the main living area of the abode, Cerea breathing a sigh of relief when she was able to straighten to her full height within the room.

"Huh. I wonder where everyone is at?" I ask looking around.

Centorea clopped into the middle of the room right before the couch, looking around with interest, "I don't know. Must I truly stay here, master? I would very much prefer to live with you..."

This was an old topic by now. She was far too polite and deferential to me to argue, but Cerea had made it clear that she really wanted to move in with me at the M.O.N.

"I know that. But this is the law. We've got to follow that." We didn't but as much as I have been enjoying having Cerea follow me around, ready to wait on my hand and f--- hoof, I wasn't ready to have her rather cloying presence twenty-four/seven. "I'm telling you..."

I trailed off at the sound of shouting from the second floor, "What the hell is going on around here?"

Centorea drew her apparently fake sword and stepped between me and the staircase as we heard the quick sound of feet. A naked and wet Papi came flying down, her face looking quite alarmed. Her eyes lit up when they landed on me, "Husband! There you are! So very very confusing! Help me!"

Husband?!

I moved forward to meet her before Cerea decided to brain her with that blunt blade. She happily embraced me, feathers clasping my back as her pebbly nipples pressed into my chest. I wrapped my arms around her. She was shaking but also raining down kisses on my neck even as an enraged Miia slithered down the staircase with startling speed.

With an arm cradling Papi and the other thrust towards Miia, I cried, "Woah! Woah! Woah! What the hell is going on? Calm down!"