Greetings! Welcome to my first story here as a long-time reader. Of all the stories I've thought up I didn't think it would involve centaur but here we are! All the participants in the sexy times are 18 and up. If there's something you want to see let me know! I can't promise anything but I promise I'll consider it. Like I said I'm new to posting here so I would appreciate tips for using this site. Have fun reading, I hope its worth your time!
The ring of steel on steel sang out to the accompanying howl of magic, where one flew the other often came a moment later, as intertwined as they were. The nobility of this Valdenstadt nation long ago discovered how useful both were together, and thanks to a saint had learned how to wield them together. It was riveting, and their country had come out on top of every war since.
Valdenstadt, was an old nation based around nobility and the commoners that supported them in life and war. Gone were the days of fiefdom, but commoners hadn't won themselves that much more political power. Not after another advent, the Horse Lords.
It was around the time of the merging of martial arts and magic. Who started it is unknown, but the nation of man, and the nation of the Centauri fought. The two forces remained locked in battle for years until that same saint and their forces rode into battle on the back of a centaur in one great battle. When the dust cleared, it was the saint and their forces, comprised of man and Centauri alike that were the victors. The two nations eventually merged and the peoples became one.
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Marik sighed at the medical doctors' office window at the practice battle going on out there. That ring of steel and howl of magic made his blood boil, he ached to be a part of it, as one of them!
Yet here he was, waiting for a medical exam. Not that it mattered, he wasn't a born noble anyway. What magic he knew was at most fit for a street brawl, not a battlefield.
His father, bless that man's departed soul, worked until his fingers bled to purchase a knighthood for his son. Marik was barely a noble, a knight of the lowest level, but his father had gone beyond what most could ever achieve, and that had killed him.
Marik was proud of his dad and promised to become a knight worthy of the title. He was a fourteen-year-old boy when he became a squire, his time as a farmer and rancher had served him well. After six years he was fully grown, a man six foot three and well muscled, nourished as befit a knight and as the old would say 'strapping'.
Yet that only got him so far compared to one of noble birth. He had been trained in magic yes, but only enough as necessary, far more did he find himself with weaponry and learning their ways. He ran his hands through his long mop of curly black hair and stared out at the field with his grey-green eyes that he failed to notice the aging man walk in. Only when his centaur assistant clomped in after did he turn around with a sheepish look.
The old man was dressed in the white robe of a medical doctor and looked at him dryly, snorting something about the youth of today while lifting a hand and bowing slightly to introduce his colleague.
"This is Medical Artist Briene. She will be doing the final medical test on compatibility. She's a very accomplished doctor so I will not abide by any lack of respect." he spat, fixing Marik with a frown and a squinty-eyed glare.
Marik bowed deeply to both, "I would never, I've known many of the Centauri and hold them all in high regard."
The old doctor nodded with some satisfaction and patted the woman on the shoulder of her front horse part as he left.
As the door shut she giggled softly and stepped closer, "Well stand, I can't examine you bent forward like that " Marik stood and got a good look for the first time.
She stood over him of course, by four inches at least, she was probably short for her people. her human half smiled kindly, and she had slanted dark eyes that looked forever sleepy. Her blond hair was tied back neatly under her white cap, and the white robe of her station flowed over her modest breasts down her front legs, and out over her back. Straps holding various gear she'd need as a doctor held the robe in place. Her loose short tail flipped around as he swallowed up at her, she was quite pretty, and mature as well.
She looked down at him with a widening smile, "Well, this should be easy. Now then, strip."
He nodded sheepishly, he knew ahead of time that this was coming so he didn't hesitate or delay. His tunic was soon tossed to the exam table and after a nervous moment so were his pants. He took a breath as she walked a circle around him.
"We Centauri have certain requirements for those that would ride us. These qualities primarily are for the safety of us and the rider. Hmm, I think you are of the right shape, pleasing besides." she winked and ran a firm hand from his shoulder to the small of his back.
"Thank you," he didn't know what to say, but at least he could say it evenly.
She smiled more at the little bit of confidence he showed. "You should know, if your relationship goes that way that is, that children always follow the mother. That is human women will have human-shaped children even if the father is a centaur, and a female centaur will always give birth to another centaur." she circled back around to his front as she said this, she enjoyed the sight of his ass but duty called, and she got a good look at his front of course.
"We presume it's to ease birth, but it has led to interesting offspring. Qualities of both people mingling down through the ages. And I see," her grin widened further, "you are aware."
His cock was full and thick, shaped like a human's but there was clearly Centauri blood in his family tree She couldn't believe her luck, she could feel her vaginal lips moisten, and he wasn't even fully hard yet! He even started to firm up after his look at her!
"Well you seem compatible," this part of him was, she was a little jealous of whichever filly partnered with him. They would be in for a nice surprise.
She bent her front legs slightly to run her fingers over his length. "But let us see if all of you are. Get on the table," she smirked at him and the desire he showed her, her fingertips petting the head of his large penis.
He nodded again, not trusting his words this time at this turn of events. The good doctor had no problems getting him fully hard and throbbing. Her eyes got big as he grew to where she couldn't wrap her hand around his girth any longer. Yes, there was clearly a Centauri in his bloodline, at least a few.
