The centauress has plans for you

Despite her constant teasing, you find that you greatly enjoy traveling with Nyrella. She's great fun to talk to, and the two of you end up telling each other more riddles, as well as sharing jokes and stories of your peoples.

There's also the fact that, sitting right behind her human half with your arms wrapped around her, you can feel every flex of her muscular, feminine midriff as she carries you onward. The knowledge that your hands are only inches away from her full breasts taunts you, constantly on your mind. You have to carefully adjust how you sit upon her equine back, afraid of what she might do if she feels your erection poking her. You do your best not to think about the large, perky orbs only barely constrained by a single strap that wraps around her torso, or how soft they would feel if you moved your hands just slightly and gave them a good squeeze.

Shaking your head, you try to dismiss your foolish, libidinous thoughts. However attractive Nyrella might be, you know that actually trying to bed her would certainly end with you, not her, being penetrated. However pent up you might be, you really, really would prefer to avoid getting impaled upon her stallion cock!

Besides, even in the bizarre scenario where Nyrella lets you make love to her on your own terms, you somehow doubt that it would be a satisfying experience for either of you. You saw the size and shape of her mare-like cunt when, for some inexplicable reason, she decided to flash you. While your member is average by human standards, it simply doesn't match up when compared to Nyrella's equine endowments.

As nightfall approaches, Nyrella angles towards a small copse of trees. "There's a good spot for us to camp there," she comments. "A nice pool of water, as well."

You lean forward, your chin bumping against her shoulder as you look ahead. "Good, we can refill our water skins."

You can hear the lecherous grin on her face as she comments, "Aye, and we'll have somewhere to clean up after we have some fun!"

You can't help but groan and shake your head. She really isn't letting up on the taunting, is she?

Despite her teasing, it seems as though Nyrella truly did have a relatively innocent meaning behind her words. You discover this when, after you've both divested yourselves of your packs and have partially set up camp, Nyrella suddenly lobs a fallen tree branch at your head.

Surprised, you barely catch the stick, fumbling and nearly dropping it. "Wha- Hey! What was that for!"

Nyrella smirks at you, hefting a longer stick in her calloused hands. "Isn't it obvious? Before we settle down, I want to see how well you fight."

You blink at her statement, taking a closer look at the branch in your hands. Realizing that it's about the same size as your sword, you catch her meaning.

"Come on, Alex, just a quick spar," Nyrella says to you, almost girlishly excited. "I know that you have a quick mind and a quick tongue, now I want to see how quick you are with your hands and feet!"

Huffing out a breath, you take a stance opposite the warrior centauress, raising your makeshift practice sword. You take a moment to center yourself and try to work out some strategy to, if not win, at least not be humiliated. "Fine then. There's no stakes, this is just a spar. We'll continue either to yield, or to equivalent of a mortal or maiming blow. Agreed?"

Shifting on her hooves, Nyrella twirls her recently acquired practice spear in her hands, her smirk never dropping for an instant. "Hmm, I don't know about the no stakes part, but I agree to the rest. Defend yourself!"

Even as she shouts the words, she's lunging into a charge towards you. Acting quickly, you leap to the side, barely avoiding the sweeping strike she makes with her weapon. Almost instantly, you realize that your only chance to win this fight is to use her size against her. She has reach, speed, and strength on her side; your only advantages are your agility and smaller size.

She repeats the cycle of charging you twice more, making wide sweeping blows with her practice spear each time. You can't help but feel a clench of fear each time you dodge aside. You know she doesn't truly wish you harm, but getting trampled beneath her hooves would be damn dangerous!

Just as Nyrella looks to be changing her strategy, you see your chance and lunge towards her, practice sword outstretched!

Undeterred, Nyrella dances away from your strike, proving to be quite nimble despite her size. She retaliates, jabbing her weapon towards your chest once, twice, three times, only for you to adroitly parry her blows. In her flurry of attacks, you manage to sneak a quick, light blow past her guard to her left arm. It's not enough to be decisive, but it makes her back off for a moment.

The next time she lunges towards you, you feint a blow toward her torso, causing her to move her practice spear to parry it. At the last moment, you instead leap forward and drop to your knees, dealing a powerful strike against the back of her foreleg with your practice sword!

Even as you feel a surge of elation at having finally struck a decisive blow, her own weapon slams into your chest, knocking you onto your back.

Before you can roll away, Nyrella jabs the end of her spear into your ribs, a lethal blow if she was wielding a real weapon. You can see that there's a wild grin on her face as she demands, "Yield!"

Flopping back onto the hard ground, you groan. "Fine, fine. I yield, you win."

Cackling, she tosses her practice spear aside before reaching down, helping you to your feet. "Ha! I knew it. You're pretty damn good in a fight, too!"

You shake your head as you stand upright, trying to brush some of the dust off yourself and manfully ignoring your various bruises. "You're kind to say that, but I did lose."

She snorts at your words, an oddly equine sound, before smirking at your again. "Aye, I didn't expect you to win. I am one of the best warriors amongst my tribe, after all! There's no shame in losing to the best!"

You nod at that. You weren't the best fighter in your village, but you can certainly recognize how talented Nyrella is. "I can definitely believe that. Trying to hit you was like trying to strike the wind."

"Don't sell yourself short! You lasted a long time, and did manage to land several blows. Hah, if that last strike had been with live steel, I would be crippled!"

"And your last blow would have slain me outright."

Shaking her head, she steps toward you. "Whatever your opinions on the matter are, Alex, the matter of the fact is that you are Worthy." Now standing directly in front of you, she bends her human-like torso forwards until the two of you are face to face. "Strong, clever, and more besides. Yes, you are Worthy."

You aren't sure what she's doing, but her genuinely happy smile stops you from backing away. "Nyrella, what are you-"

At that point, things stop making sense for a little while as Nyrella wraps her arms around you and kisses you full on the lips.

It takes you a little while to gather your wits again after... whatever the hells that was. Long enough for Nyrella to guide you to the shaded pool of water, clearly intent that both of you should bathe, and clean at least some of the dust of the road off yourselves.

Wiping yourself down, you glance over to where Nyrella is, in turn, bathing herself.

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Gods, she's beautiful. She's also strong, funny, and simply magnificent all around.

But, there's no way that this relationship, whatever it is that she's angling for, could work. If she were a human woman, there would be no problem, and you would like nothing more than to give it a try. Even if she were a human hermaphrodite, you could maybe see this working. With her being a centaur, and having both male and female genitals, though...

Surely, there's simply too many factors preventing such a relationship. Right?