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"Tell me Mirre" You say as you cuddle up to her feeling warm body against yours. "Can Centaurs bread with humans?" You ask.

"Yes they can. We can bread with our own race, humans and horses. Breeding with horses is frowned upon and always produces horse offspring althoug theses horses may be more intelligent than those bread in the wild or human captivity. If a mele human breeds with a female centaur OUR (she puts emphasis on this word) offspring would be born a Centaur. Males of my race tend not to breed with human women for anything more than fun. They are too big for most females of your species. Those who survive the mating often die in pregnancy. Human women have a chance of producing both human and centaur offspring. If the developing baby is a Centaur it take a great tole on the woman. It requires more room inside her body taxing her organs, squishing them more than normal. It requires more food to grow something not all woman have access to. Should a woman go into labour she is likely to be torn apart giving birth to a Centaur baby. Do not worry about getting me pregnant my sweet little human. Worry that my father does not try to get you pregnant if he finds out about you." Mirre gives you more detail than you would like. The bit about getting her pregnant though does make you aroused.

"A yes would have worked. I was worried about getting you pregnant. Now I know I can I...