Wynn groaned, clutching her head as she came to.
What the hell had happened?
She had just finished unpacking and decided to take a walk. She remembered slipping, tumbling down a small hill but she doesn't remember hitting anything. She quickly checks her head for any wounds and thankfully doesn't find any and she didn't seem to have any broken bones either.
'Lucky me.'
Then something rustled in the foliage nearby and she freezes, watching it with wide eyes and nearly screams when that something emerges.
Whatever it was, it was huge. It stood at least two and a half feet taller than herself and was broad too. It had what looked like antlers and glowing eyes.
Her first thought was that it was a demon but she snorted.
That was a ridiculous notion. There was no such thing as demons.
But then it moved, stepping completely out of the foliage and she gasps out loud when the sunlight hits it, illuminating its features clearly. It had what looked like a horse's body but a man's upper torso.
What the hell? A centaur?
"Umm...hello?"
It froze, staring at her until at last its eyes blinked...sideways and then it speaks.
"Hello." Its voice is low and gravelly, sending a shiver down her spine.
He ducks his head down as he walks into the small clearing and she scrambles back from him, squeaking in terror.
He raises his hands, "Please don't do that. I'm not going to hurt you."
She stills as he kneels down next to her, hunching down onto his front legs and his hand is brushing over her cheek.
Wynn recoils with a flinch and he sighs.
"Yeah, I know, it's a terrible choice of form but is it really that hideous?"
She looks at him strangely. No, he wasn't. He was actually quite handsome now that he was much closer. And his eyes...
They were swirling like little galaxies. What was he?
"W-what's going on? Am I hallucinating?"
He snorts, "unfortunately no. If you were hallucinating, I would be the least of your worries because you would have a concussion. My name is Ulyriad, by the way."
Not wanting to be rude, she stutters out her name in reply. "W-Wynn."
"Its a pleasure to meet you, Wynn."
"Are you a Centaur?"
He actually looked sheepish, running a hand through his blond hair.
"Not exactly. I'm not from here."
"Well that's quite obvious. You look a lot like a centaur though."
"I'm from another planet."
She laughs at that, "Another planet...like an alien?"
"Well yes."
Wynn blinks, "So your planet has centaurs?"
"No. You see, my people can choose to shift forms to help us blend in and well...I made a mistake."
"It was my first time on your planet so I didn't know the anatomy, okay? I saw a human with four legs and a unique body shape and assumed that that was the normal. I failed to do more research and after I had finished shifting, the human had hopped down off the the other creature, which come to find out is called a horse. So I inadvertently became a centaur."
"O-kay?"
Her mind was reeling but then she snorts, dissolving into giggles.
He harrumphed, crossing his arms, "it's not funny."
"Yes it is! Without watching or studying further you just change? And now you're stuck as this for what, forever?"
"Well not forever, just for five heat cycles. My fourth one is coming up."
"And the antlers?"
"He had been wearing them on his head so I had assumed further-"
She falls back laughing and he growls low at her. "How was I to know that the helmet came off."
She laughs harder and finally he had enough, quickly reaching down and grabbing her ankle firmly. He lifts her in the air upside down and she squeaks in surprise as he she struggles to keep her skirt in between her legs.
"That's enough! No more laughing!"
She's quiet, looking up at him as she holds the fabric in place.
He sighs, "I dislike hurting people or scaring them but I will if I need to. Now, yes, I made a mistake but there is no need to mock me for it. I'm sorry if I frightened you."
A sweet scent hits his nostrils then as he moved to lower her. He takes a deep inhale and nearly groans at the smell.
What was that? It smelled delicious.
He pulls her closer, taking another inhale and its stronger.
She struggles, pushing at him with her other foot.
"Ulyriad, what...what are you doing?"
He grabbed her other ankle and moves his face closer to the hands clutched between her legs. He inhales deeply and this time he does groan.
The smell was coming from Wynn.
Wynn is blushing as his nose brushes against her hands. She tries to push him away but then he's nosing into her harder and she bites back a moan.
"This smell...utla! Its...I need more of it."
She blushes harder when she understands what he's talking about. He could smell the wetness clinging to her panties.
"Put me down. This isn't right, Ulyriad."
That seems to snap him out of it and he lowers her back to the ground gently.
He groans again, "I apologize. Can you tell me what that smell was?"
She clears her throat and shakes her head.
"Its, well its embarrassing."
He snorts, "how is something that delicious embarrassing?"
That pulls her up short.
"Wait, you like that smell?"
He turns to the side with a nod, almost embarassed by his reaction and she's curious now. She tilts her head and out of the corner of her eye, she sees it.
The smell had affected him so much that the cock of his horse half was hanging out, hard and twitching ever so slightly.
He was turned on by the smell...her smell. She bites her lip.
Its huge, thick with a flared tip and her core clenches suddenly. She freezes at her reaction, looking up at Ulyriad in shock as he moans softly.
"Its stronger now. Its, oh, its driving me crazy."
"Ulyriad, are you okay?"
His gaze snaps back to her and she motions to his hands that are still rubbing at that spot.
"That smell is having an effect on me. One I did not calculate."
"Its turning you on?"
He furrows his brows in confusion.
