Studying for the Test

You met up with Zephyr at the end of the day and walked back to her house. Along the way, you chatted about racing and school. "My father got really into traditional centaur values, said my mother and I could not fit into their new way of life. They decided to move to Monstrum and start a traditional herd. We moved here. My mother got a new job, and we moved here. We think it's a token diverse species hire. However, it pays enough for us to live just on one income." Zephyr explained as you arrived at her house. "She will still be at work for a few hours. We have plenty of time to study."

You went inside; everything was bigger, sized for a centaur. "You have a great house." You remarked.

"My room is just upstairs on the left. I am going to get us a drink; you lay out the books." She instructed.

The stairs were long and shallow for centaurs to climb them. You found her room: a large centaur-sized bed, a bookshelf full of novels and comic books. You sat down on the floor and laid out the books. Zephyr came in and put the drinks down on the bookshelf. You looked up and were shocked. She was naked. She always had her equine half uncovered, her tail keeping her privacy. But now she had nothing on her human half but her glasses. She lay down beside you. You tried not to stare.

"Thanks for helping me study for the test." She remarked as if nothing was different. "I hope you don't mind me being topless; it's a centaur thing. We love the freedom," she explained.

"No, It's fine." You blurted out. "It does make it a bit hard to concentrate, though." You replied, embarrassed and still trying not to look.

She opened her arms and pulled you into a hug. "Don't worry. I won't expect you to strip off, you're human. You can look if you like; I don't mind."

You looked down at her chest for a moment. You took in the sight of her large, uncovered breasts. You felt yourself getting a semi and looked away. "Let's get on to the muscle groups in the human leg." You distracted yourself. You found it fun working with her; she was understanding of your dyslexia, letting you make mistakes and only correcting you if you didn't catch it yourself. You soon forgot about the naked breasts close to your face and found yourself enjoying studying with Zephyr. She was so interested in the physiology of people with two legs. You found her curiosity endearing.