Go together

She's not that bad, and if she want's to come with you, she can - it's not like you could tell her to bugger off or anything.

You find Prichilla the big tribal looking girl in a tv-room. It's a pretty impressive tv-room, with all kinds of speakers, bass amplifiers and whatever. Prichilla is standing next to the nice looking flat screen tv.

"Chi! What's up? You like my new style?" Perri shouts and moves her horse body closer to the tribal. "Wow, you're different. It's not that funny anymore, pffft whatever." It looks like Prichilla is texting or something on her phone.

"Nice to see you Prichilla." You try and smile friendily, but remain unnoticed. The two girls start talking about something about new girls or something.

Appereantly there's a few other girls that should come here in an hour or something. You feel like a third wheel, it sucks. You kinda wanted to spend time with Prichilla and her cool personality, but she seems even more stupid than you realized.

There's a couch in the tv-room and you slump your mass on it. You do have some treats and snacks in your basket, but deside to safe those for something else. Suddenly your phone starts vibrating. You check it confussed and find that a one Dakota Filch has texted you.

You have little time to think on it further, as you read it: "The horse in the room with you, that's me partially... I need help with something. Text what room we are in so I know that I got the right number."

You look at backside of Perri the centaur. There's someone back there, huh? Dakota, yeah that's the one. "We are in the tv-room, what do you want?"

Some time passes and Perri and Prichilla seem to have finished their conversation. A new text appears: "I need to use the bathroom on my own, can you ask Perri about that? I can't speak..." You think that this whole thing is too weird to be real, but still stand up and walk up to Perri.

"Hey, Perri. I think Dakota needs to go to the bathroom, she told me so." You cut their conversation and Perri looks at you frowning. "No, it's not... Look March, she really doesn't. Hey, Dakota! Which one is it, I think I can work something out without leaving the costume! "

You are surprised by her reaction, it really does seem like she doesn't want Dakota to come out. It takes a moment, but you finally get a message: "*Don't tell her* I like this, I really do, just don't worry, please... *Tell her* It's number one."

You gulp and look at Dakota - she's still an ass, but you start seeing her more as a human. "She says it's number one." You say it kinda embarrased.

"Then it'll work out beautifully! Eh, wouldcha go grab a beer bottle, honey?" Prichilla goes away smirking and swaying her muscular frame, making you throb. "Marchey, mind getting down under. I have a little task for you..."

You don't get it, what, like crouch? You shrug and get on your knees. Suddenly you get a text: "I'm sorry, March, forgive me Perri and I, please!" You stop and look up at Perri, who is beckoning you to go under the horse.

That might've been the single weirdest suggestion ever given to you, but you'll go with it for now. The horse costume is pretty bad, it's really just pieces of fake leather stiched togeather. Underneath the costume all the stiching is found, and also...and also.

A...a p..penis?

A fucking horse cock?! Hell nah! No, no, no... You back on out of there and climb on the couch. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!!!" Your reaction wasn't inappopriate, it was justified.

"Oh, sheeesh... It's her cock of course. Isn't it beautiful and...big." Perri giggles and pets Dakota's back. "My girl has such a monsterous penis, it's crazy, and hot." You're sweating cold sweat and just looking down at Dakota's side of the horse.

"B...b...but th...that's a...it..it's imppossible!" You mutter half to yourself and keep staring at Dakota. You get a message on your phone with at least 50 "sorrys" and sad emojis. "Whatever, I just needed you to point it in the right direction. I guess peeing in a bottle isn't that easy, huh."

Prichilla comes back in the room still smirking and holding a beer bottle. "So who's doing it?"

You have a shocked and terrified expression stuck on your face, which Prichilla sees immidiatly. "No way! She saw it!" Then she starts laughing really loudly and places the bottle right under the horse.

"Come on someone? I don't want to wait for too long now, neither does Dakota. One of you, come on!"

You are getting a lot of messages from Dakota which all make you feel really sad, but you just can't shake something like this. In one message it reads: "I was born with it, I'm a freak, I KNOW!" Another one reads: "I should kill myself, please forgive me!!" You think that she's the victim here, but to go as far as helping her pee in a bottle - even you have standards, or do you?