No way!

You take one look at the assembled centaurs. Or rather, you take one look at their penisses. They’re big, even the smallest is longer than your forearm. They’re thick, you wouldn’t be able to reach around the thinnest with one hand. And they’re dirty! You can see the pearls of sweat glistening on the closest. There’s unidentifiable lumbs on the shaft of one of them. And it might be your imagination, but even from here you can smell them. A strong smell of stale urine, which makes sense since they’re unable to wash themselves down there.

“Nope! She got herself into this, she’ll get herself out of it,” you exclaim, suppressing the slight tinge of guilt you feel. She’s a slytherin, she wouldn’t help you if the roles were reversed.

The elder don’t seem to be judging you. “So be it,” he simply says, and enters one of the huts. Less than a minute later he is back, holding a clay pot. He then walks over to Calyra and starts spreading a clear and odorless paste around her pussy. He’s not rough per see, but neither is he trying to be gentle. Calyra squirms and tries to protest, but any sound is muffled by the gag.

The big, strong hands continue to spread the paste. You don’t want to watch, but you are unable to tear your eyes away from the humiliating spectacle. He is scooping a large handful from the pot, splashing it on her pussy. Then, with great attention to details, he dips a finger into it and starts massaging it into her vagina. Methodically, his fingers curl inside of her, spreading the substance within her. You watch in horrified fascination as his fingers move in circles, ensuring that every part of her vaginal walls is covered.

Recognizing your interest, the elder explains. You were never really interested in the healing arts, but this strange paste seems to be a mix of healing and transformation. It will allow her vagina to stretch, accommodating the large cocks she is about to receive. It will prevent any damage. And it will act as a mild anaesthetic, numbing her cunt.

While this has been going on, the other centaurs have lined up in a queue. As the elder steps away, the first one steps forward. “A little help?” he says, looking in your direction. His penis, though erect, is dangling between his hindlegs, and you realize he has no way to direct in into Calyra. There’s no other choice, and you move in to help the centaurs mount your schoolmate.

The centaur-cock is remarkable heavy as you lift it. Calyra isn’t helping, with all her squirming and trashing, but she is securely tied. Despite her movements, you are able to point the large cock at her pussy, and the centaur takes a step forward. You are right next to it, and you gasps as it seems to fit perfectly. The head, larger than a closed fists, push against her labia, and then overcomes this resistance. The paste is working, and though it seems physically impossible, Calyra is now being fucked by a centaur.

The elder promised she wouldn’t feel it, but that’s obviously an exaggeration. As the centaur enter her, Calyra cry out under the gag. She tries to pull forward, but the pillory prevents any such escape, and the centaur simply steps forward, once again fully impaling her. Without even willing it, your fingers slowly crawls towards your own pussy. How does it feel to be so full? To have a man enter you, fill you, rhythmically pumping into you? And not just any man, but a centaur. When you masturbate, you put two fingers inside, but this thing as larger than your entire arm. Is Calyra enjoying this?

Your thoughts are cut short when the centaurs suddenly give a guttural grunt and starts cumming. And cumming. And cumming. You can’t tear your eyes away from the pulsating veins in his cock as he pumps Calyra full of sperm. Then he withdraws, leaving Calyras cunt leaking sticky centaur seed.

The centaur grasps you by the neck, and violently push your face into her sticky cunt. “Taste it,” he commands. You have no choice, your mouth is pushed up against Calyras labia. You wonder if she can feel your hot breath, or if all sensations are drowned by the fucking she just received. You open your mouth, and licks the cum from your schoolmates pussy.

“It’s salty,” you report as your head is withdrawn.

“Then the goblin seed is still in there. Again!” The elder commands, and the next centaur in line steps forward.