Swapping Bodies With A Centaur Pt 04

This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.

All work is fiction intended for fantasy only, regardless of content, and consent must always be acquired when engaging in any sex act with another adult.

Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.

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When she woke again, it was to a familiar hand on her shoulder, shaking her gently awake. A lantern had been lit in the inn's room, though it took a moment before she blinked awake enough to see Sofia's face come into focus above her.

"Mm? Sofia?"

She tried to sit up, but only managed to get her horse legs under her as Sofia stepped back and shook his head, though Paul didn't know why he was grinning.

"Your new group is leaving on another expedition tomorrow," Sofia said, though he seemed distracted by something, lips stretching wider and wider. "All went wonderfully! Seems someone was having fun though..."

Of course, Sofia would have liked to talk more about the adventure, but he was keener to see something else, admiring his body as a centaur, tail tousled. It had been quite a distraction to walk back in and to find Paul like that, but he didn't mind all that much, being the sort that enjoyed people looking at him. No one looked at him twice when he had Paul's body and that was disconcerting.

"Mm?" Paul blinked, not understanding. "I...had fun?"

Sofia grinned.

"Sweetheart, I know my own scent...but I was wondering too if you wanted to explore, if seeing how sex could be with your body is something you would be interested in..."

Sofia knew that it was not something that he could push, but he need not have worried about being too light and too gentle for Paul's sensibilities. The centaur worked through her feelings, though her tail flicked up and to the side, revealing her sex, her body betraying her, catching up with Sofia's meaning even before Paul's sleepy mind could.

"Oh... Ohhh..."

She blushed, not knowing what else to do, but it was too late to do anything else as Sofia slipped onto the bed before her. Her chest was bare and the man took each breast in hand, holding them gently while she tried to suppress a nicker, shaking her head as if she was a horse. Already, her tail had flagged with need, something she had never anticipated rising within her. It was not a curl of need, but rather a driving pulse that demanded attention.

And she had to have it, even if it was...okay, yes? It was okay, if it was with herself, with Sofia in her body, the body of a male. She didn't know what the hell that meant for her sexuality, but all thoughts of that were long cast out the window where they belonged, rolling her chest into Sofia's touch, even as the man's lips dropped to her nipples.

"Mmmm..."

Sofia chuckled, kissing her breasts, enjoying the soft warmth of them. Oh, he had liked that too, as a centaur, but he hadn't found enough lovers that were willing to take things slow with him too. It was not all about being rough and jamming it all in, after all. It was softer, sweeter, something that a human or a centaur could take more time with. He caressed Paul's breasts slowly, kissing them, pulling each nipple into his mouth in turn and suckling until he was sure that he was making Paul's head spin.

The centaur's body quivered, however, and Sofia knew that he could not push her too far, that wouldn't be fair to her. He might have had a look at what was in his pants earlier, but stripping down to his bare skin was a different experience, a hard erection springing up. Sofia grunted, stroking the length, though it throbbed more eagerly against his hand than it had when he had been attempting a dose of self-pleasure himself, to put it mildly and politely.

"Mm... How far do you want to go, Paul?" Sofia's eyes danced, daring her to dare with him. "All the way? Humans and centaurs shouldn't be able to breed, but it'll be in my body anyway..."

Paul whimpered, shaking her head back and forth, the ringing in her ears growing louder, stronger.

"I... Mmph, oh, what are you doing?"

Sofia knelt behind her hind end, fingers skilfully slipping over her rump to tease into her sex, knowing it intimately. There was nothing about a centaur's body, when it came to his own, that Sofia did not already know, dipping his fingers inside her hot, wet passage and dragging them back with excruciating slowness. The centaur mare quaked before him, though he relished in the chance to manipulate her body, to show her just how good female pleasure could be, drop by drop. His fingers worked teasingly out over her clit, thumbing it, giving her a jolt of pleasure that had her quivering with raw need.

"Imagine how more than that would feel," he whispered, raspy and hushed, "when it's a real shaft, not just my fingers."

Paul groaned, head aching, spinning, not wanting to think about what was sensible and what was right anymore. What did it matter? They both wanted to explore and they had the bodies with which to do so... So, there was no problem in the matter.

"Go on then..." She murmured, her tone low, hushed, as if she did not dare raise it any more than it already was. "Do it. Fill me..."

Oh, that was crude, at least to her, with her inexperience, though it was something that she had heard said through the training dorm walls, tall tales told by young men that were too big for their britches. She repeated only what she had heard, hoping that it was sexy, though Sofia only chuckled, taking his cock in hand and lining up behind her, teasing her pussy a little more.

"Mmm... You don't have to talk like that, just talk like you. You're fine. Sex is meant to be fun, after all..."

And an exploration of sorts for both centaur and man as they came together, him pushing into her, filling her sex. It was not as tight a fit as it could have been, but it was more than snug enough to have them gasping, her head dropping, bracing herself with her arms flung out, trembling on the bed before her.

"Ohhhh..."

Paul didn't know what to do, trying to think clearly even while her thoughts were scrambled. But the soothing touch of Sofia on her hindquarters helped a little, even though she was in no good position to rock back onto his cock. She wanted to though, wanted it more, wanted it deeper, lost in confusing sensations that allowed her even more perspective on exactly what it meant to be a centaur mare.

He leaned over her, palms braced on her rump, though he could not help but rub over her muscle, exhilarating in the form that he had held not too long ago. She was so strong under him and he could never have expected to find that a cock was so powerful to use! It made him want to lean over her even more, to drive the full length in crudely when he was trying to be gentle, falling prey to instinct and need like never before.

But the moment was right for pleasure, moans coming together, though he was not about to start thinking about what it meant to have sex with himself. That one was best left for when they were back in their own bodies, back to normal, all over again.

Until then, he thrust, long, deep strokes of his cock as if he was trying to penetrate Paul more deeply than ever, the bay rump of the centaur mare grinding back at him. She was a little helpless there to do anything, though that was merely due to her legs being under her, lying down on her front with her human torso braced. There was little mobility there, but that left Sofia free to grind and thrust, to fill her and to feel every inch, every succulent rise of mare pussy grasping his cock.

It was intoxicating, the kind of thing that Sofia wanted to press into more and more, thrust after thrust, losing himself in it. Oh, he had never considered just how good having sex with her, as a centaur, could be. It was no wonder that he was able to draw any sexual partner that he wanted, even if he tended to be rather on the choosy side. That was why it was strange that he had not baulked at all at taking his centaur body for a ride -- quite literally, in fact!

He could have been choosy and yet Sofia chose himself, relishing in every thrust, the tight throb of the centaur's pussy around him, how it felt as if Paul's body was trying to suck him even deeper.

"Oh, dios mios!"

He cursed, speeding up, unable to help himself. Yet the pleasure was there to be taken between both, thrust after thrust, Paul whimpering, her head hanging. She couldn't control herself, but that was all well and good as Sofia was there for both of them, to take charge of everything with hands that had suddenly become stronger and more masculine, in a way, with Sofia in charge.

It was funny how a body could change like that, but Paul could only moan, another orgasm tightening and building inside her. Oh, she wanted it, but she couldn't get out the words to tell Sofia just how close she was. That didn't matter, however, not as he pounded her, more roughly, her pussy more than able to take it. Right up to the point where her body could do no more than ache for it, howling out her pleasure, gripping the base sheet of the bed, the pillows, anything to hang onto herself in the moment of pleasure for as long as possible.

She wasn't trying to hold back at all, her pussy clenching, milking the length inside her more than she could have imagined. And yet the centaur was still left wanting, panting, whining, trying to grind back onto that shaft with more need in her loins than ever before.

Sofia was not far behind, though it was not as if he could resist the clenching pull of a mare's pussy. With a muttered curse, he climaxed inside her, joining the centaur in orgasmic bliss, losing his sense of self, all coming together exactly as it needed to be. It might have been somewhat risky still for him to spend himself inside her without any consideration for the consequences, but it was rare, so rare, so very rare that anything happened. It was not anything for them to worry about, not as he collapsed halfway over her back end, moaning, softening, curling around to the shape of her body.

"Oh, Paul..."

It was not a name that Sofia would have ever thought he would say, yet it was right then, even if he should have, perhaps, been, using his own name, considering the body he was inside. His cock throbbed and ached, a wash of intense pleasure swamping him, dragging him under. But he welcomed it, even if the orgasm was shorter than any that he would have had as a female, letting his aching shaft and nuts spend every drop that he had inside her body.

"Mmm..." Sofia groaned, rolling his shoulders back. "I never knew...that I felt so good..."

Paul laughed shortly, cheeks flushed, pushing herself back up. It was not something that she could echo, but her head spun pleasantly, her body throbbing, tingling through with the afterglow, warm inside and out.

If that was what sex could be like for a woman too... Well, she would want it again and again! There was so much for her to explore, perhaps with Sofia, even if they had not gotten off to the best of starts. In a way, she was not even sure that she wanted to turn back into her male form and body. But maybe that was just the afterglow talking...

Together, they laid there in the afterglow, coming to terms with what had just happened, Sofia fascinated by how his cock softened and laid against his thigh.

"That's so weird..."

It was one thing, after all, to see a cock losing its firmness and another to feel it for himself, shaking his head. Paul laughed, though it was Sofia that laid close enough to him for her flicking tail to brush his thigh, both bare. They would not be interrupted there, though there was much to come to terms with in the aftermath of a sexual experience that neither would forget.

Only the morning, however, would tell just how far the two of them were going to go into exploring their bodies from another angle...

Maybe swapping bodies was the best thing for them. Maybe not.

From there, they could only make the best of it.