Rose: "Hm... Doesn't that make you happy, you little fat pig?" The pig in question did not acknowledge the truthful comment about its weight, the creature snout-deep inside a pile of apple scraps and other waste. Rose looked at the other pigs starting to make their way towards the food trough and, seeing as she had work to do elsewhere, began to trek back towards the main house.

The Lalonde farm was a remote group of buildings surrounded by farmland, taken care of by the lone mother and daughter all by themselves. It wasn't big by any means but it was enough to make a living, even if it meant that the two had to work all days of the year. One might have been even more horrified to find out that there was no wifi but luckily Rose had never cared much for it and spent most of her time off reading books and knitting. Not much else to do in such an isolated place.

She had taken care of all her morning duties except for feeding Maplehoof and the horses of the farm. They had three including Rose's horse and they lived in a barn a bit to the side of the other buildings, so Rose always made sure to give them some extra love. "Morning." she yawned while sliding open the large door, starting to make her way towards the stack of hay in the back. Bleh, it was only nine in the morning and she already needed a break.

Damara: Mating season was being rough on Damara. With her abnormal biology, she could be a mare, but most stallions didn't want her, and she didn't want them. She could be a stallion, but all the mares were already taken. Wandering in a new part of the forest, she was out hunting for new partners, hoping to find another loner centaur or another colony she could try to mingle with. Being incredibly horny Wasn't making it particularly easy to search though.

Suddenly she perked up, smelling horny mares in the distance for the first time in hours. Her loins stirring predictably, she speeds up from a canter to a gallop, finally hopeful she might rut a female before the day is out. As she gets close to the treeline however, she slows down, keeping her hoof beats quiet. Centaurs don't build this many buildings this close to each other, and this wasn't centaur architecture. Still deathly curious though, she mosies her way over to the nearest building, which happens to be where she's picking up the smell from. Thank you, sensitive nose. Carefully she trots inside.

Rose: As Rose was heaving hay all over the loft of the barn she could hear the telltale clopping of one of the horses moving around outdoors, causing no reaction until she realized that, oh shit, she hadn't let any of them out! Maplehoof had a tendency to break out of her "cell" even when Rose made sure to lock it several times over. Groaning audibly she threw the hayfork into the pile and started to climb down.

Only that Maplehoof was still there. In fact all three of them were, yet she could still hear the sound of hooves outside. Unexpectedly the head of a woman popped in through the door, startling Rose who never had visitors. She couldn't remember the last time someone had come to the farm! It was about to get a whole lot more weird though as the centaur entered the barn fully, a graceful horse body following the humanoid torso. "Ah eh. Hm." Rose's mouth felt dry, the farmgirl overwhelmed by the appearance of a creature that by all intents and purposes shouldn't exist. "Can I help you?"

Damara: A multitude of surprises in short order. First, she peeks her head in to find no centaurs, just... Lesser creatures with similar bodies but oddly shaped heads. She's never seen them before, but if she had to guess, they were probably the "horses" she's heard of before. Four of them, in fact. While she tries to scramble her emotions together on how she feels about that, she's suddenly addressed, and in common, a language she'd barely ever used. Damara is pretty sure she understands, but she's not sure how well she'll be able to communicate back.

Her back straightens out and she looks about for the source of the voice for a few moments, not noticing the girl who's addressed her until she stops looking at HER eye level and starts looking farther down, eyes widening a little. Oh! It's the exact opposite of the horses, a normal upper body resting on a visibly inferior set of bipedal legs with significantly less muscle and structure. This... Must be a human then? She'd never seen one herself.

"...........HELLO."

Rose: Rose was both relieved and confused when the centaur spoke, glad that she hadn't happened upon some savage animal yet perturbed why it existed in the first place. She looked like she was from the east, telltale asian features on her face and the accent to her "hello" was unmistakeable, but any ressemblance to any regular human was quickly cut short below her waist. She was a large horse, taller than any of Rose's, and even the usually calm and collected farmgirl had a hard time not to be intimidated. It probably would have been even worse had not the centaur looked as confused as Rose did.

"... Hi." Awkward silence. "I apologize for my sudden muteness, I am simply not very used to seeing creatures such as yourself. And I perceive the same goes for you." She carefully took a step forward towards the centaur, cautious but wanting to get close to the magnificent beast. "I'm Rose Lalonde, co-owner of this farm and currently incredibly perplexed... Are you a real centaur? Or is this a result of head trauma from falling off the loft?" A large, really excited part of Rose wanted it to be the former.

Damara: Woah. Uh. Boy, this girl was using very large words very not slowly. She got enough, probably, but this is still a lot to take in. Why do horses and humans exist separately? Why aren't they just more centaurs? "WAIT. SORRY. SPEAK... LESS FAST?" There's one thing she think she did catch though. Pointing at Roe directly she says "ROSE?" then, pointing to herself "DAMARA. ARE THESE... MARES?" Sniffing the air, she groans quietly. Oh god, yep, at least one of them is a mare, and cooped up in here the smell of their pheromones was powerful, really getting to Damara. "WAS LOOKING FOR MATE BUT FOUND UH. ANIMALS. HMM." Her arms cross her chest, covering her breasts.

Rose: "Oh!" While Rose barely had any education beyond what her mom had taught her at home she had been devouring books on her own time, leaving her with a vocabulary that wasn't suited for someone struggling with the language. She felt a bit embarrassed and made a mental note to keep things simpler. "Apologies. Er, sorry. Hello Damara." Three of Rose's horses were females, so unfortunately to Damara the smell of females in the barn would be strong. Rose, not aware of how centaur breeding worked, stuttered out "Well I do not have any centaurs on my property. Just Syrup is a male but he is a bit scraggy. Are you out on a romantic endeavor or are you looking to breed?" Saying breed was much easier than sex, Rose having seen plenty of their farm animals partake in intercourse. It was honestly interesting, though she had never gotten a chance to see her horses do it. Syrup was too impotent.

Damara: "MATING SEASON. BREED, YEAH. BUT." Looking briefly perturbed, she tilts her head, looking over the horses twice more. She was really horny now, and her own scent was slowly growing. She wondered if the primitive equines would recognize her smell. "DON'T WANT TO FUCK ANIMAL. DO YOU KNOW ANY CENTAURS SOMEWHERE ELSE?" She drops her arms and twines her fingers together, trying to figure out what to do. "OR... HMM" For just a moment she sizes the girl up with an eyebrow raised, wondering where their similarities ended.

Rose: Oddly enough none of the horses seemed to pay any special attention to her, other than the fact that "holy shit someone is in the barn aah". Maplehoof almost glared at Damara, not knowing who this strange new human with a proper lower body was. Rose responded "Oh...", feeling stupid for assuming that just because you're a centaur you'd mess with horses. "No centaurs unfortunately. Just me and my mother. Or at the moment just me." She dramatically showed with her hands that her lower body was, sadly, not a horse's. "And as you can see we are mere humans and I would have to assume that doesn't meet your criteria." She chuckled at her own joke, only to slowly stop as she saw that Damara was eyeing her oddly.

Damara: "WOULD NOT KNOW! NEVER MET HUMAN BEFORE. OR HORSE. GOOD FIGURES, BUT CAN’T SPEAK, YES?" She meant the horses now. Were she slightly more desperate she might settle for one. "DAMARA BET THEY HAVE NO ENTHUSIASM ANYWAY." A joke, that one. "YOU LOOKED LIKE YOU WANTED TO BREED DAMARA." She lets that one linger for a moment before adding "WITH A HORSE" If she could drop enough hints or insinuate hard enough, maybe she could get something out of Rose, even if it was just entertainment.

Rose: "The... horses? Well I attempt to take care of them the best I can. And no, horses are not capable of speech like you and I." She almost wanted to add that Damara did not have that much to brag about with grammar like that, but needless to say those words never left her mouth. Her mouth opened to respond but luckily Damara finished her sentence before Rose could stammer out a reply. The damage was done though and Rose looked suitably flustered, averting her eyes. "It was just a suggestion since you were looking for a male and I am not experienced in the way that your kind mate." Rose couldn't understand why she was feeling so hot in her face, but the way Damara was wording her sentences and looking at her made it almost feel like the centaur was intentionally flirting with her.

Damara: "HMM? OH. OH! NO NO. DAMARA..." She shakes her head and chuckles a little. That should have occurred to her sooner. An obvious mistake to make. "DAMARA LOOKING FOR FEMALE. NEED MARE. DAMARA IS BOTH, PREFERS TO BE STALLION." She shrugs. "IF ACTED AS MARE WOULD ALREADY HAVE MATE, BUT NO WANT PREGNANCY. YOU THE SAME? NOT PREGNANT EITHER. OR IT NOT BREEDING SEASON FOR HUMANS?" She didn't know if it was chance that the horses and her estrus had lined up but she couldn't smell any pheromones from Rose, so she had to ask to find out.

Rose: If the mere presence of a centaur was confusing then Rose was having an even harder time grasping the concept of Damara wanting a female to breed with, especially since she was clearly a female herself. She blinked a few times and just nodded in agreement, feeling that was the best course of action. "I have to agree that pregnancy doesn't sound like the most pleasant of experiences. And no, we humans have no breeding season or anything of the sort, we can, er, well I suppose mate at any time. I would have to search for a human male in the city for that to be the case since there is nothing here on this farm that could impregnate me." Then Rose realized what she was actually talking about, making her red face even redder. "N-Not that I would ever consider the thought, either. They are animals after all."

Damara: "RIGHT, ANIMALS. NEITHER OF US THAT DESPERATE YET... YET." She smirked. This is absolutely hilarious. "YOU CAN BREED ANY TIME? LESS STRESS HUH. WHY NOT MATING THEN? DAMARA WOULD MATE YEAR ROUND IF I COULD." Even, no, ESPECIALLY on Damara the implications of 'for fun, not for babies' are not lost in her phrasing. Doing her best to be graceful, she strides deeper in, out of the doorway, and past Rose, circling her. "SHAME NEITHER OF US HAVE MATE THEN. GETTING HARD TO THINK THROUGH LUST, CANT IMAGINE FOR YOU."

Rose: It was becoming painfully apparent that Damara was no longer referring to mating in the breeding sense, and Rose having lived her sheltered life on the farm was starting to running out of ideas on how she should act. She had barely been flirted with before and now Damara was laying it on her at a championship level. She could feel shivers run down her spine as the centaur got close and started to walk around her, unable to determine whether it was fear or... something else. There were butterflies in her stomach but she didn't feel scared. "I erhm, I can manage quite well. My mother is out of the home a lot so I get a lot of free time to... Ahem well yes, I can agree it would have been nice to have a mate at times, so to speak. It gets lonely."

Damara: "FREE TIME TO..." She grins extremely blatantly at the human she's teasing. Oh, she's cute. Are all humans this cute and easy to fluster? She just might have her mate, whether they were breeding compatible or not. "I UNDERSTAND I THINK, BUT. I CAN’T REACH." Demonstrating how far she can go by bending her back and stretching her arm, she's not even close to her butt, there's no way she would ever be able to get herself off. "IMAGINE IF NO MATTER HOW MUCH FREE TIME YOU COULDNT... YOU KNOW. WOULDN’T YOU GO COMPLETELY CRAZY FOR A MATE? EVEN IF THEY WERE NOT SAME SPECIES? EVEN IF THEY WERE LIKE AN ANIMAL?" She makes eye contact with one of the horses and gets just about nothing in return. Typical. So instead she makes eye contact with Rose. "JUST IMAGINING OF COURSE."

Rose: Ah, yes, teasing. That was the right word. Rose figured out what Damara was doing to her and while that should have helped her get some resemblance of stoicism back it only made her feel even more nervous. Why wasn't it as easy as in her literature??? She swallowed deeply and looked up at Damara as she showed off her poor flexibility, meaning that she was also looking right at her when the centaur teased her further. And she fell for it. "I-I mean... Damara, if you so require, I could maybe be able to help you this once? I have seen guided breeding happen between other animals that my mother oversaw and I doubt er, getting you off is that much different. If it would help."

Damara: Guided breeding? That made her very curious as to what Rose intended, and she'd be more than happy to find out. Maybe it was just the nervous human terminology for "let's fuck." Either way she wanted to know. Her face lights up. "WOULD LOVE HELP! THANK VERY MUCH." She canters over to the entrance and looks around for a bit to make absolutely certain nobody else was here. "WHAT DID YOU HAVE IN MIND?" Damara flicks her tail back and forth gently. She considers closing the doors too, but if they were alone privacy had already been achieved.

Rose: Rose, on the other hand, wanted absolutely no one to walk in on them finding her pleasuring a centaur. It was a horse body after all. She walked past Damara and gently shot the barn doors closed, locking it with a large plank across the entrance. "I'm glad to help, I think." She went up to Damara from the front but then circled around to her side, looking at the muscular horse body. "Would it suffice if I used my hands to stroke you? Something like this?" She carefully put one hand on Damara's side and started to rub it back and forth, at the same time leaning down to look under her belly. It gave her great sight of Damara's sack, which ended up larger than any that Rose had ever seen. And then some more. Swallowing again she let her hand slide down towards the centaur's balls, cupping one of the large orbs gently and feeling the leathery skin.

Damara: "JERK ME OFF? SURE." Why be anything other than plain and blunt at this point? Since they're actually doing this, Damara relaxes herself and breathes deep in the scent of horny mares. She sighs in appreciation as her loins stir. "DO YOU LIKE? MOST VIRILE IN HERD, MAKE OTHER STALLIONS NERVOUS~" Within minutes of meeting a human girl, Damara already had her balls being fondled without even having asked. Definitely a good first impression of the species. Thinking about it and feeling the warm hands on her agonizingly bloated sack helps her shaft to start to push its way out of her sheath. "TAKE YOUR TIME."

Rose: "They are much larger than what I've ever seen, I have to admit." She wasn't sure how to compliment a horse's balls further, so she decided to and focus on pleasuring Damara instead. Rose sank down on her knees underneath her, positioning herself directly under Damara's stomach so that she could let her other hand join in fondling the large sack. She pressed her fingers into them and sometimes lifted them up a bit to feel the weight, rubbing her palms against the skin. Soon something started to appear out of the sheathe, the telltale head of a horse's cock appearing in front of her face. "Tell me if something feels good." she said and ducked, letting one hand slide over to stroke the part of the shaft that was available.

Damara: "HANDS ON BALLS IS GOOD. SHAFT NICE, BUT CAN WAIT." Damara knows she won't even start to get hard until she's fully out of her sheath. Normally it's a difficulty and a half for centaurs to get intimate with each other's undercarriage though, so this is really nice. Getting a devious idea, Damara waits for a moment when Rose's grip on her sack is weak and shifts forward, making her balls gently "whap" into Rose's face and then hang just slightly in front of her. "WHOOPS! SORRY!"

Rose: Since the shaft didn't prompt the reaction that Damara wanted, Rose slid her hands back to her enormous gonads and fondled them instead. They were considerably heavy and had a pungent, musky smell that only grew stronger as time passed. Rose could feel her palms getting moist from sweat, though she was certain it wasn't her own. "If this is the extent of what I have to do then I should have no prob-" Her sentence was interrupted by the centaur pushing forward, Rose's mouth blocked by the balls whapping her right in the face. She recoiled with a yelp, the smell now much stronger and stuck in her nostrils. "I-I eh, it's alright." she said, flustered beyond belief. Wiping her face didn't seem to help but since it was an accident she returned to groping the balls, though this time keeping an eye on Damara's legs in case it happened again.

Damara: "MMMN..." Damara can't help but make a little groan of appreciation, Rose's hands may be rough from farm work but she is being very delicate yet intimate with them. Every time the girl takes a handful of scrotum and squeezes it Damara's shaft twitches a little with excitement, and every time one of them is hefted it just makes her wish she had someone to massage them 24/7. Rose is clearly intrigued, at the very least, or she wouldn't have just gotten in there with both hands like that. Maybe she should probe further. "YOU NEVER SAID IF YOU LIKE~" She subtly threatens to push her balls into Rose's face again with a tiny hip movement that makes them sway. At the same time enough of her shaft has escaped her to fall and land on Rose's shoulder, her hot musky horse meat landing right next to Rose's face, the girl having unknowingly trapped herself in a pincer strike of sexual smells and stimuli. "BE HONEST."

Rose: If Rose had to be honest, playing with Damara's balls was, if not fun, at least interesting. And as much as she hated to admit it there was some enticement too. Not that she would ever say anything out loud and when Damara started teasing her again she let out an embarrassed grunt, pulling her head away from the dangling gonads. Only that now Damara's shaft had grown so long that it thumped down on her shoulder, making her immediately lean forward again. There wasn't enough space to avoid the whole package though so Rose ended up in an awkward position with a thick, warm rod on her shoulder, unable to pull away. "I'm not sure?" she said, realizing that her breathing had gotten heavy. "I feel a bit lightheaded and... fuzzy inside." That wasn't a no though.

Damara: "OOH, SMELL OF TESTES GET TO YOU? SORRY, I SMELL SO GOOD, SHOULD HAVE WARNED YOU!" As it continues to engorge Damara's cock slides across Rose's shoulder, still twitching and jumping a little, even rubbing across her cheek for a second. Having been doing nothing but walking or running all day, Damara's whole package was sweaty and pungent, and she had no qualms about making Rose smell her. "MAYBE AFTER YOU HELP I CAN RETURN FAVOR, LEARN ABOUT HUMAN MUSK!~ BUT FOR NOW YOU LEARN ABOUT MINE." Her balls subtly clench, Damara briefly tightening her pelvic muscles as the last inches of her cock finally become free. "GET IN DEEP IF YOU LIKE, I KNOW YOU ENJOY IT~"

Rose: Flowers, warm food and chocolate smells good. Damara's testicles had a powerful stench of raw, potent sex and Rose was forced to inhale it directly. She couldn't help herself from glancing at the cock growing next to her now and then, the intimidatingly large fuckmeat further rubbing of its smell on her. And there was no doubt it was intentional. The musk was having more effect on Rose than she thought it did and as Damara kept teasing her the lightly panting human found her thoughts stray to some very inappropriate places. Really, she shouldn't even consider them in the first place, but with the two alone in the locked barn... "I... suppose I can give it an attempt." She inhaled deeply and pushed her face forward, nose sinking into between Damara's nuts and getting wet with sweat. Rose couldn't hold her breath forever though and soon had to breathe, now taking in musk directly from the source. And just mere seconds after that she pressed her lips to the leathery skin, lightly sucking on the sweaty surface but increasing with vigor for each second.

Damara: Damara gasps audibly, pressing her nuts gently against Rose's face as she sinks it in herself. This is a new sensation for her as well, and her mouth goes a little slack as she feels a small patch of her nuts become warm and wet from Rose's mouth. Grinning to herself, she stamps one of her hooves a few times in a specific rhythm, which would normally be a signal to others nearby that she's claimed a mate, but here it's a wasted gesture, simply a reflexive movement caused by pleasure and indulgence. "OOH, GOOD GIRL!~ I LOVE IT. ENJOY THE TASTE." Now that she's unsheathed she begins to harden, her soft floppy shaft thickening and lengthening as it fills with blood, which also gently lifts it off of Rose's shoulder.

Rose: Strangely enough as it sounded, Rose found herself actually enjoying what she was doing. Sure, she couldn't escape the fact that it was depraved as hell but what had been just small sucks soon turned into proper licks with her tongue, and in less than a minute the farmgirl was slobbering all over the front of Damara's testicles. She dragged her tongue along the seam of the sack, lifting the skin a little before digging her nose back in and taking a large whiff of the sweaty package. Her hands hadn't stopped fondling them either, jostling the cumfilled orbs that were larger than what any human man could manage. She paused for a moment to catch her breath, inhaling the miasma of musk, and said "It is quite delectable." before diving back into the centaur's gonads. The weight lifting from her shoulder was noticeable and now Rose was sure that she was on the right track, making her even more eager to slurp on the addictive nuts and cover them with saliva.

Damara: This is wonderful. Even though Rose's tongue was comparatively tiny to how large her sack was, it was going everywhere, licking every little square inch of sack that was available to the human and making Damara moan less than modestly so that Rose could hear just how much she was enjoying it. As it turn out, having somebody worship and slurp all over your nuts was pretty hot. Repeatedly she reflexively clenches, tightening her sack and twitching her cock, until she's finally fully hard and doing so slaps her shaft against her underside noisily. She's ready and raring to go, but she loves this so much she wants to let Rose go at her nuts for as long as she'd like, there's no way the centaur was going soft any time soon. No need to draw away her attention yet. Especially since this was prompting plenty of cum production and she had an idea Rose was going to like the creamy reward for her efforts.

Rose: The thought of cum wasn't even on Rose's mind at the moment, the farmgirl too inexperienced to know how that would play out with Damara, but that did not make her go any less wild on the bloated sack in front of her. Worship was a very accurate word describing her actions, Rose being borderline fanatic the way she buried her face in the loose middle of the sack, slobbering spit to the point that the nuts were gleaming with it and sometimes even pressed her lips flush against them and sucked. At one point she even used both her hands to push both testes up, amazed by how heavy they were, only to put them back down on her upturned face. Damara would also hear the occasional grunt or groan of happiness coming from underneath. "Aah, they feel so massive.~" Rose said out loud, rubbing her cheek against one of the swaying nuts and breathing its musk.

Damara: "OOH FUCK, DAMARA LIKES YOU~ GET IN THERE GIRL, THEY’RE ALL FOR YOU!" Wow, having a mate is fucking awesome. Unable to reach to aid or direct Rose in any substantial way, Damara just ambiently gropes her tits, pinching her nipples in between her fingers as she sinks them into her chest. Compared to her package she's modestly sized, a perfectly achievable DD cup, but it still gives her plenty of boob to grope while her new lover indulges herself in all the scrotum love one could ever want. She's so turned on she's already leaking large drops of precum onto the floor beneath her and grunting and groaning quietly every few seconds. "DOING GOOD FUCKING JOB!~"

Rose: Whether it was Damara's encouraging words or simply the intoxicating smell, Rose eagerly returning to servicing the centaur's balls. She tried to lift and squeeze just one of the plump nuts with both hands, lightly digging her fingers into the heated flesh and feeling how full they were. They had gotten very noticeably heavier than when she started, and likely would get even more as she continued to stimulate them. It was then she seemed to notice for the first time that there was more to Damara than just her sack, Rose's eyelids fluttering as she looked up at the base of the now hard shaft. She didn't immediately jump on it though, instead pressing her lips to the skin connecting her testicles to the sheath, sucking there instead while her hands dutifully jostled the nuts.

Damara: Ah, so Rose had finally noticed. Damara bucks her hips once against Rose's face and neck, rubbing her package all over that area in the process. She's starting to get really excited, morbidly curious about what Rose might be packing or not packing, and just how eager humans really are for centaur loving. She kicks at the floor a little bit, this time just releasing energy, not making any centaur gesture.

Rose: The moment the heavy, warm balls slide over her face Rose just stops and shivers, taking a second to revel in the amazing feeling. Unable to contain herself she pulls off her shirt and unclasps her bra before tracing along the shaft, feeling the incredibly girth. It was then she realized just how massive it was; five inches thick and so huge that the tip was past Damara's front legs. "...You have to be kidding me." Rose doubted there were many stallions who could match this beast, if any. Enthralled and excited to have so much musky cock to play with she began to kiss from the base and move upwards, alternating between sucking and licking the shaft. Once she got to the medial ring she stayed extra and licked the rim for a few seconds before continuing onwards.

Damara: "MM, FINALLY FOUND COCK HUH?" She nearly chuckles to herself. She flexes her cock once or twice in Rose's oral lovings, never having felt a mouth or a tongue on her shaft before. "IS IT TOO BIG? ABOVE AVERAGE FOR CENTAUR, BUT I DON’T KNOW HUMAN DICK SIZE." Or shape for that matter, but she doesn't really care, she isn't going to let any human males at her cooch any time soon. Her medial ring is slightly more sensitive and when Rose runs her tongue over it she shivers in delight. "WE WORK SOMETHING OUT EITHER WAY, NO WORRIES"

Rose: It really was a powerful member, Rose noted, the throbbing shaft twitching every now and then with such force that she didn't think she would be able to hold it still. She was nearing the end of it yet despite this excitement she had to tear herself away from the meaty rod, crawling around Damara's front legs so that she appeared on her knees before her. Now she could look up at both the flared head in front of her and its owner, the haze of lust clearing from her eyes as she considered what had been said. "Oh! Hm, yes, unfortunately this is far too huge for me. Suffice to say I have never had anyone else's genitalia inside my own body but as far as I am aware no human would be able to take this. But you are right, I will pleasure you nonetheless." Her index and middle finger went carefully through the stream of pre drooling down from the cock's opening, Rose inspecting the fluid and noticing how sticky it was. "I am correct to assume that this is preejaculate, yes? You are outputting considerable amounts." She brought her soiled fingers up to her nose and sniffed, a shiver immediately running down her spine while she sighed in arousal.

Damara: "UH." Sure she knows more than she initially let on, but Rose is still getting out of Damara's field of vocab again. "...PRECUM YOU MEAN? YES, PROPORTIONAL TO REAL CUM AND SIZE. ITS LUBE." She shrugs. "YOU SEEM TO LIKE, LIKE THE REST~" She nudges her tip forward, trying not to hit Rose in the face but get it close enough to entice her. With the motion a little bit of her drippage flicks itself onto Rose's chest, but dries quickly. It's hard not to get impatient, recreational sex for centaurs often has foreplay, but mating sex, which is what her body is demanding, is usually just leaping right into it, which Rose doesn't sound like she even wants to do. It's taking a sizable amount of concentration not to grind her cock head against Rose's face and demand to mount her. For now she just relieves the stress of it by stamping one hoof erratically against the floor, both for Rose's sake and for her own dignity.

Rose: Rose had to admit that, if all this slime was proportional to how much Damara came when orgasming, she was going to have a hard time believing it. But the smell was strong and potent, and since Damara seemed so eager to have Rose pleasure her the human saw no reason not to continue. And despite the indecency of what was going on she couldn't help herself from taking it up a notch. "I know I only said a handjob but..." Gently she pressed her lips against the flared head, the plush cushions spreading outwards and covering more of the flat surface until her mouth was wide open. A bit of pre managed to squirt onto her eye before she got her lips over the urethral opening, the clear liquid running down her cheek. Rose began to blow Damara to the best of her ability, sucking on the flat head and stroking along the length while trying not to get pushed back by the horse bucking her hips. Her tongue slithered against the opening where pre billowed out, teasing the entrance while collecting the large loads inside her mouth. Of course the cock was way too big to fit inside her mouth at once but that did not deter her from giving as much oral stimuli as possible.

Damara: Fuck that's tantalizing, Damara thinks. So very close to having a warm, wet, tight mouth around the blunt head of her cock. She bites her lip and plots something, settling on a course of action she's sure she'll have to apologize for after. But fuck, she just can't take it anymore. "HERE, LET DAMARA HELP." Bending ever so slightly, Damara puts both hands on the back of Rose's head. She grips gently, but mostly she's just using her hands as bracing so the human's head can't be pushed away when Damara starts to grind the tip against her mouth. Her tight muscles push the wide shaft against Rose's mouth firmly and unrelentingly, feeling it slowly start to yield to her. "NNN ALMOST!"

Rose: Rose was really enjoying the raw taste of horsecock and pre, her tongue moving along the head in circles and flicking over the fluid-spewing slit. She hummed inquisitively at the fingers touching her hair and Damara's offer to help, but with the language barrier between them it seemed like actions were better than words. At first she was happy to have the centaur grind against her but she quickly realized that wasn't all Damara was trying to do, the pressure not going away. She grunted in protest but the centaur didn't stop, her maw forced to open more and more to the point where she could feel tears form in her eyes. With a final push the entire width of Damara's cockhead popped into her maw, her wet mouth bulging with its girth. Rose couldn't bring herself to pull off, though her warmth would probably do it for the centaur.

Damara: "AH! YES!~" Having a mouth around her is certainly a new experience and Damara's pleased with it so far, warm, tight mouth and taut lips forming a snug ring just behind her tip making a good combo that sends a shiver up her extended spine. "KNEW YOU COULD!" She affirms with a pat to Rose's head followed by removing her hands. If Rose wants to get the thick, sweaty horse meat out of her mouth now Damara isn't going to stop her, but until then the centaur gyrates gently (at least as close as you can get to gyration when quadrupedal). If the girl pulls off she has a plan, if not then hey, she gets to fuck a human in the mouth.

Rose: Never had Rose thought she would be able to take a horsecock in her mouth, even less the gargantuan beast that Damara had presented, both due to moral and physical reasons. And yet she had! Despite the aching pain in her jaw the entire girth of the centaur's dick had fitted! Pre was flowing freely onto the back of her tongue and down her throat, a delectable taste, and even though she couldn't do much orally it didn't mean she wouldn't stay on the shaft. And Damara seemed to like it too! Her hands started to stroke the meaty length again as much as she could reach, going in motion with the centaur's movements, and being so close to the cock still meant she could smell the cloud of musk emanating from it.

Damara: Yesss, at this rate Rose was going to make a fantastic breeding slut, or at the very least a good lover. Pleased with herself and with Rose's response, she spreads her front legs a little to get a better downward angle and to make space. Without wasting time she bucks a few times, pushing another inch deeper, then two, into Rose's maw. "GOOD GIRL." Her hand comes back down, gently stroking Rose's hair instead of forcing her to do anything, just a show of legitimate appreciation. "NEVER DOUBT SELF." It was only a miniscule portion of the centauress’ length, but five inches was still enough for her to start gently fucking Rose's mouth, wondering if she'd be able to reach completion from this.

Rose: It had been difficult enough to get the flared tip inside her mouth, so imagine the surprise Rose felt when Damara started to cram even more in and it proved to be easier than the initial thickness. She made a few grunts of exertion but as more slid in she found herself enjoying it immensely. Her hands were fully jerking off Damara's cock by then, dragging along the stiff shaft and squeezing the log of fuckmeat affectionately. How she wished she could be playing with those saliva-dripping balls again, but she would have to be satisfied with the other end of the dick instead. Still the want was there and with a bit of preparation she started to push herself forward as well, feeling the head tickle the back of her throat. She even shifted so that she was crouching instead of being on her knees, unsure if she would have to change angle but ready if that turned out to be the case.

Damara: "OH!" The last thing she's expecting is Rose attempting to deepthroat her, but it's definitely a pleasant surprise. Six, seven inches deep, about the average for a modest human cock, but so thick it's bulging her throat far enough to make her chin blend in. Groaning quietly, Damara starts to focus on pushing, wondering how far they can get with this odd angle. Since they've already popped into her throat there's not much else in the way of being able to provide resistance, so the inches keep just siiiinking in ever so satisfyingly, wet warmth slowly creeping up her length. "MMN, ROSE!~ VERY GOOD." The girl's head is between her front legs now, meaning there are still several feet to go. But she's making good progress. "TAP LEGS IF NEED MERCY." She wasn't trying to traumatize the poor girl if it really did prove to be too much. Not yet at least.

Rose: As the inches sank in one by one Rose was starting to lose herself, the pain having been replaced by numbness that still let her feel the warmth of the throbbing horsecock. One of her hand curiously wanders down to her throat and Damara would be able to hear a muffled gurgle as she realized how distended her throat is, able to feel the head through her own skin. She starts to pull back, spit-covered shaft sliding out of her mouth, but instead of popping it out completely she reverses again after a few inches, slowly starting to move herself back and forth. The hand is still on her throat and rubs it, the centaur no doubt able to feel it on the inside. She doubted she would actually be able to take it down any further into her esophagus but Rose was damn sure going to manage this blowjob, she had to now that she had taken the tip.

Damara: Damara's not surprised when Rose starts to pull back, but Rose manages to surprise her yet again when it turns out she's not withdrawing but attempting a proper blowjob. Gasping and then grunting in a way that almost sounds like a whiny, Damara mimics Rose but in reverse. When Rose is pulling away, so is Damara, so that when Rose starts moving upward again Damara is sinking her cock back in. She can't believe she's actually fucking her new mate's throat! One point for humans, being able to do THIS. It doesn't take long for her breathing to get heavy. She's been horny for days, her balls are full and need release, and Rose's young throat is so perfectly snug. Damara was probably going to cum before long. "AHH!~ I'M ALMOST THERE... IN OR OUT??

Rose: Rose was almost as amazed as Damara that she was giving a blowjob to what was essentially a horse's dick, but here she was and it was going pretty well. One could see Rose's throat grow large and then shrink back to regular size as she bobbed back and forth, picking up speed until she was giving a proper bj to the centaur. She stroked not only the cock but Damara's muscular horsebody as well, feeling the shivers run through it as her newfound lover neared her peak. Damara's question prompted her to think through what was happening though, and while she couldn't see the bloated sack a few feet away she could easily remember how packed they had been. Her throat was completely blocked by the shaft though so she had to resort to pulling herself back on her own, the flared head throbbing dangerously inside of her.

Damara: Damara picks up on the hint just in time, yanking her hips back as well so only her tip is still inside. Un(?)fortunately for Rose by the time they get there Damara's tip has already flared out, swollen even wider than when they started. She begins cumming before she can get it removed, despite her hard tugs, flooding Rose's mouth with so much cum some of it goes right down her throat. And that was just one burst, a second splurting out of her seconds later, basting her with extremely thick, viscous seed. Finally Damara is able to yank her flare out, just in time for the shaft, bobbing up and down unsteadily, to blast Rose in the face with another thick rope of cum, then begin to unload all down her front, starting with her tits. Damara, panting above, bucks her hips a little in reflex, the orgasm going on for so very long due to how pent up she was.

Rose: The moment Rose realized that the head wasn't coming out made her heart skip a beat, the trapped human trying to tug back from the engorged head. She doesn't have much time to do anymore before the strong taste of raw jizz fills her mouth, causing her cheeks to swell out as her mouth is overfilled. That was bad enough but the second load forces what she already has down her throat, Rose having no choice but to swallow the entire load like yoghurt. Luckily Damara managed to pull out, her cock followed by a stream of cream pouring from Rose's lips, though that flow was soon overshadowed by the heavy facial she got moments after. A single load of Damara's rivaled that of several men and she was blasting the farmgirl at point blank range, ending up covering her in semen. Rose just sits there, her legs having buckled underneath her, trying to breathe while simultaneously being showered in thick, rich horseseed from the packed nuts.

Damara: A few long, wet moments later and Damara is partially soft, her drooping cock still twitching hard every few seconds and intermittently dripping yet more of her virile seed. She's panting heavily, but she's definitely satisfied. Eventually she slowly steps back a few steps so she can get a better look at her handiwork, which elicits a mixture of pride, arousal, and amusement, forcing her to stifle a giggle at just how sopping with cum Rose looks right now. She's so cute and tolerating, Damara thinks, almost surprising herself. Definitely mate material. "AHHH, WOW! ROSE!!" She's still not using her indoor voice but it's more like she's conversing than yelling now. "DAMARA EXTREMELY IMPRESSED! NEVER HAD ORAL ON COCK BEFORE, OBVIOUSLY DIFFICULT, BUT YOU SUCKED ME NO PROBLEM~" Her genuine grin would dispel any doubts in her sincerity. Sure she had kind of literally pushed Rose into the fellatio, but how could she lie about being impressed?

Rose: Rose, the farmgirl-gone-horsecock-sucker, looked like someone had dumped a bathtub's worth of glue on her, copious amounts of sticky white seed dripping down her body and sticking to her hair and arms. Being covered in such virile seed made the smell that had permeated the barn unavoidably strong and all she could do for a few moments was to sit there and pant, shivers of arousal going down her spine periodically. Not only had she been covered in it, but she had even swallowed Damara's semen! She could hardly believe she'd done it herself. "Y-Yeah." she responded, coughing up a wad of cum to clear her throat. "This was... Goodness, you came so much." She tried to wipe her face clean, but it mostly just resulted in her sliding the gunk around. "I hope my service was sufficient." she added, before mumbling something about how unbelievably much she was covered in jizz.

Damara: "VERY EFFIC- NO, UH. GOOD. FUCKING GOOD." She shivers a little as the orgasm finally releases its hold on her muscles and nerves. "VERY TIGHT, VERY UH... ENTHUSED? NO. ENTHUSIASTED. YES." She seems pleased with herself. "WOULD FUCK YOUR THROAT AGAIN. MAYBE... WILL FUCK YOUR THROAT AGAIN?" She raises one eyebrow as she puts that question on the table, essentially a 'We could keep doing this after today'. "SATISFIED FOR NOW. DO YOU..." This isn't usually how it goes down, but she's usually not with a human, and her partner normally gets orgasm when she does, so with a mental 'fuck it' she offers "DO YOU WANT DAMARA TO RECIPROCATE WITH HER MOUTH?" The centaur makes the gesture for eating out by placing her fingers in front of her mouth and flicking her tongue between them.

Rose: Despite the depravity of the situation Rose couldn't help herself from being amused by Damara breaking through the language barrier, almost finding it endearing that she was putting such effort into it. The question made her think for just a few moments, the farmgirl finally admitting "I suppose that if you can not find a mate I might be able to provide oral stimuli- er, give you a blowjob to help you." She rubbed her throat. "It did feel very erotic." And speaking of erotic, there was no way Rose would turn down Damara's offer. She had been horny just from licking those grand balls of hers and now? While cum had soaked her jeans and panties she was sure they would have been soaked anyway by now. She easily slipped the sticky clothing off her body and stood up, standing fully naked with seed still caking the upper part of her body, her lower stained a little less. "I'd love to, it would either be that or me shamelessly masturbating." she chuckled, before realizing their height difference. "Any preference on how you want me positioned?"

Damara: "I COULD WATCH YOU GET OFF, REALLY" She winks with a small smile. It takes a little bit of self control not to stare at Rose's crotch... She'll do that when she gets in close. "GET... ELEVATED." Damara makes a motion with her hands like something rising from the ground. "ON YOUR BACK SO YOU ARE HIGH ENOUGH" She almost tries to demonstrate for a moment before realizing how completely hopeless and dumb that is. "ON PILE OF SOMETHING? THERE ARE A FEW." She gestures to the stable at large.

Rose: While the idea of being watched while masturbating was appealing, getting eaten out was more so. Rose nodded and headed over to a crate, pulling some nearby tarp over it for comfort before getting up on the surface. She laid back, propped up on her elbows, and spread her legs. Her entire body was still slick with residue cum, but her crotch could only be described as wet. There was a tuft of blonde hair above her vagina, which she invitingly spread with her fingers. "Let us see how your oral prowess competes against mine." Her tongue slipped out and licked her lips, the taste of jizz reminding her of her efforts earlier.

Damara: "PFF, ONLY SOME EXPERIENCE, NEED MORE PRACTICE. LIKE NOW MAYBE" Damara sticks her tongue out at Rose before positioning herself in front of/below her partner. Seeing Rose ready and waiting for her, offering herself up, is really getting her going again. Kneeling, she leans in and takes a deep whiff, then gets to inspecting. "HMMM. HUMAN MUSK VERY DIFFERENT. MIXED WITH MINE, OF COURSE. AND THIS IS..." She runs her hand up from Rose's crack to push the girl's own hands out of the way, her thumb dragging across the folds and then gently flicking Rose's clit. "MUCH SMALLER THAN CENTAUR CUNT. MUCH PRETTIER. I LIKE IT." Having been only inches away while speaking, Damara lowers her mouth to Rose's mound, cupping it over her clitoris and beginning to make wide circles around it. She isn't lying about being slightly inexperienced, but she knows clitoris = good.

Rose: Rose was not going to say no to being a test dummy when it came to being eaten out, and even though their genitals were different she doubted there would be that much of a difference. When prompted she gingerly pulled her hand away, leaning back to get comfy, and looked down at the centaur inspecting her vagina. She inhaled at the touch to her clit and then nodded quickly, chirping out a "Thanks, how kind of you." with an excited blush to her cheeks. Watching Damara get closer and having the hot breath brush against her sex was too much for Rose to remain stoic and calm, so to preserve her dignity she closed her eyes lightly and leaned her head back. And Damara's deduction was correct! The warm tongue against her bud was making her shiver and relax, getting more comfortable with this new sensation for ever stroke of the broad member. She quietly mumbled "Ooh that's... nice." to herself, spreading her legs just a little wider to welcome Damara in between.

Damara: With her mouth pursed on Rose's clit, she gets to exploring with her hands, especially when more room is made. Her thumbs gently stroke up and down the girl's labia, not used to having them so readily available and soft. Not wanting to get stale, she widens her mouth to bring more of the pubic mound under her oral influence, tongue making quick short trips up and down the upper half of Rose's cooch and flicking at her clit repeatedly. Content with this, she keeps at it for a long time. While she works, her hands grab firmly onto Rose's ass, one poking inwards until it finds her asshole. Astonished, Damara pokes at it a few more times before withdrawing, noting the differences in their anatomy.

Rose: While having the centaur explore and prod her body was a new experience the company of another being touching her made it worth it ten times over, Damara's ministrations unlike any masturbation session Rose had ever had. For once the farmgirl can just lean back and enjoy herself, shivers running through her spine as the oral stimuli got more thorough. "Ah...~" A small gasp escapes her lips when her clit gets flicked and Damara could notice that her legs trembled ever so slightly. That would only end up happening more from the precise licks. Even though Damara's hands belonged to a woodland creature they felt soft and delicate to the point where Rose had to wonder if the centaurs really were infused with magic. It also left her only a little surprised when she felt the finger against her rear, allowing the digit to explore it despite the novelty of playing with her asshole. As time went on she began to feel comfortable enough to undulate her hips slowly against the centaur's lips in rhythm to the licks, the tiny whines and moans becoming more and more frequent.

Damara: Over time Damara becomes more forceful, pressing her tongue harder against Rose's folds besides when it was time to flick upwards against her clitoris. She notes the urethra, something that she obviously doesn't have in her own cooch, and takes specific care not to push against it too hard. Not because she thinks something bad will happen, just because it's weird. Her thumbs end up taking permanent residence spreading Rose's labia apart (gently) to allow premium access. She keeps this up for a long time, but as soon as she feels like Rose is remotely close, she starts to home in on the girl's button, using suction, swirling her tongue, the works. Like making out with the top of her pubic mound.

Rose: Whatever method Damara had learnt from her kin to lick pussy seemed to do wonders to Rose, who had never received anything remotely similar to such pleasure. Maybe the centaur was a bit sloppy, but the farmgirl wouldn't trade anything in the world for the tongue between her thighs right now. Her legs were trembling, breath heavy and eyelids fluttering from the oral stimuli and as she started to near her peak Damara's ability to read her body only intensified those reactions. She easily began to pant when Damara switched over to focusing only on her clit and not long thereafter her hips bucked upwards, a shivering moan leaving her while her legs and cunt spasmed in ecstasy. Panting like she had run a marathon she fell back against the tarp, the aftershocks of pleasure making themselves felt over and over again. . "So... Wonderful...~" The warmth of her nectar stained her loins and honestly it had to be one of the best things she had ever felt.

Damara: As soon as Rose hits her peak Damara locks her lips in place and focuses on remaining attentive even as her head is dragged along for Rose's movements. She only starts slowing down once Rose's hips drop, and while she knows she could bring the girl to another orgasm in a fraction of the time, she's way too eager to continue. Popping off with an "ah", she trails up Rose's body, occasionally planting a small smooch, until she and Rose are face to face. Her eyes are half lidded, gently fluttering her eyelashes for effect, while she makes eye contact. "MY PLEASURE..." Her hands slide up to Rose's hips. "NOW... WE MATE?"

Rose: Small pulses of ecstasy surged through Rose's body as she laid there on the tarp, slowly starting to gather herself from the mindnumbing orgasm. The warmth of Damara's body pressing against her made her tingly and the wet kisses even more so. By the time the odd pair are face to face she hasn't stopped panting and the alluring facade the centaur put up was irresistible to the farmgirl. She barely registers that she whispers "Ah, yes..." between breaths, and it is not until several seconds later her relaxed expression turns perplexed. "... Wait, that's not-"

Damara: By the time Rose objects her new lover had already risen by about a foot so that the blunt tip of the equine cock was gently rubbing at her vaginal entrance, although Damara hadn't even considered applying pressure yet when she hears Rose protest. "MM... CHANGE MIND? KNOW IT IS... DAUNTING." Rising just a teeny bit higher, she rubs the bottom of her still swollen flare against Rose's belly just above her cooch. "BUT I REALLY REALLY NEED THIS. PLEASE?~" No point in being insincere, subtle, or subversive at this point.

Rose: Numerous things was speaking against allowing Damara to continue; everything from the size of her meaty rod to whether or not centaurs could actually impregnate humans. But being a sexually pent up farmgirl with no other outlet until today those arguments were fading in comparison to the sensation of the thick shaft rubbing against her nethers. Her belly was getting moist from flare rubbing against it and with a defeated sigh she murmured "I need this too. But... I can't risk getting knocked up.". With shaky arms she pushed herself up and turned around, getting onto her hands and knees. Rose couldn't get herself to remove the warm dick between her thighs, grinding against the shaft while preparing herself to suggest an alternative. "On the other hand, humans have no reproductive organs in their anus. If you promise to go slow I think that should suit your needs?"

Damara: Damara just quietly raises her eyebrows as Rose moves, almost starting to say something but then just closing her mouth. Contemplating, she measures her disappointment over the prospects of the alternative hole being offered. She was really hoping to try to squeeze at LEAST one generation of children out of this pretty girl, but just what could she do with that ass? Consent is what tips her over, and she pulls back for a while until she's free from Rose's legs, then returns to position to slap it down on her back. They're not lined up for perfect measurement, but what she's got on there reaches from ass to shoulders, and there's still quite a bit behind that. This is going to be fun. "OF COURSE YOU CAN’T MAKE BABIES IN ASS. PRETTY BASIC."

Rose: "Pfft, are you going the lecture me for presuming that centaurs and humans don't have similar bodies?" Rose replied, looking over her shoulder. Had she not already been so damn horny she would have been too intimidated by the wet shaft slapping down onto her back, icky fluids oozing out between her shoulderblades, but now the large rod seemed as inviting as ever. Perhaps going anally wasn't the optimal way of releasing the tension in her loins but it was either that or risk the chance of being knocked up and Rose would have a hard time explaining that to her mother. "I believe I am ready. Or at least as ready as I will be." She returned to looking forward against the wooden wall of the barn, trying to make her lower half relax to the best of her ability.

Damara: "AN ASS IS AN ASS REGARDLESS I’M SURE." A little amused, she of course has to pull back quite a ways so that she can even attempt to get her cock into position. Eventually her tip is poking at Rose's rear, briefly dipping down to brush along her labia, just for a slight tease. "BRACE YOURSELF! STILL FULLY FLARED. ROUGH RIDE COMING~" Gently she starts to push, the wide head so much larger than Rose's asshole it almost seems too flat to ever even get any spread, but she angles it just a little and she starts to get leeway. It's still not exactly slick getting it into a virgin anus, but it's better than nothing. Eager to crash down the gates with her battering ram, she starts to press in tiny thrusts, repeatedly applying pressure and feeling Rose's ass slowly and very reluctantly open wider for her.

Rose: The head sliding down along her back made Rose shiver, feeling the weight of the meat press down on her. And soon that weight would be inside of her, thrusting wildly inside her guts. The thought made her bite her lip, her ass raising a little bit more for easier accessibility. "Just not too rough, dear." she said and then mumbled to herself "This being my first time and all...", bracing herself against the tarp. At first it felt like someone was trying to press a pole against her asscheeks, but with Damara's persistence and her own controlled breathing she began to relax, slowly but surely allowing the flared head to press against her anus. She gasped as she felt it against her hole, the difference in size remarkable, though thanks to the small thrusts her ring began to stretch for the girthy member. Various small noises of arousal came from her whenever Damara bucked forward and after a few minutes the centaur would find her cock spreading the blonde's asshole noticeably. Perhaps Rose was a natural, or Damara's own magical nature had something to do with it. Or maybe even both.

Damara: "OOOH, COME ON..." Were she human she would be overwhelmed with the desire to grab Rose by the hips and pull her back, but her arms aren't quite long enough for that, nor has she ever had the ability to. Instead she just has to keep pushing, whining quietly under her breath as she feels Rose's asshole come so very close to taking her... and then it does. In a sudden pop forward, Damara's flared tip slips inside Rose in its entirety, the human's ass swallowing it and closing around the narrower (but still thick) shaft behind it, hiding the entire flare from view. She can feel her head stretching out the previously unsoiled walls of Rose's insides and it feels like triumph.

Rose: Since Damara could not assist the penetration save for making sure that the pole of fuckmeat kept on pressing onwards, Rose had to do her best to brace herself against the tarp and box below to make sure that she wasn't simply just pushed along with it. It almost felt like she was pushing herself onto the huge horsecock rather than it pushing into her, a strange feeling that made her more aroused than she'd like to admit. She could feel her asshole yield further and further, her teeth gritting as it spread another inch, and then a little more until it popped inside. Her body tensed up at the sudden penetration and she let out a gasp, but no matter how much her asshole flexed around the wide shaft there was no pulling out. The flare almost acted as a knot, making sure that her ring was closed around the cock always. "I-It's in!" Rose gasped, toes curling as she tried to remain calm and collected.

Damara: "MHM~ GOOD JOB." One inch down, many feet to go. Wanting to help Rose get used to it, and feeling a little playful, Damara starts gently tugging her cock out. Rose's asshole bulges outward as it catches on the ledge of her flare, unable to release it with so little pressure, simply deforming momentarily. It would take a much harder pull to get out now. Watching her handiwork while the point of entry is still in front of her, Damara is turned on even more, her cock twitching slightly as her cock shows superiority over Rose's body, the strength of it even moving Rose a little. "YOU REALLY GOT IT IN THERE HUH? GIANT COCK A PERFECT FIT FOR YOU, YOU HORNY GIRL~" Having had her fun, she presses back in, and sinks her plunger ever so slightly deeper into Rose's pipes

Rose: It was clear that, despite her love for horsecock, Rose was struggling with the log pushing into her anus. And when Damara started to tease her further by pulling backwards, her asshole stretching but not giving, she broke down into a plethora of groans and gasps. Just as she thought her ass would give and release its grip on the horsecock Damara made a point of shoving it right back in, the flared head making a small bump in her abdomen. Though it'd end up being larger by the time they were done, just a few inches being inside Rose's frail body. "It feels mnh~ like there's so much already!"

Damara: "OF COURSE, YOU HAVE MOST HUNG MATE IN ENTIRE WORLD. SAVOR IT." Since it's clear Rose is enjoying this even more than she is, Damara gets right into probing deeper, pushing about an inch at a time in frequent pushes and nudges, finally feeling like it's making a difference to her massive length as the warmth and tightness become noticeable. "HOO, SHIT, NICE..." The centauress bites her lip, making another bigger push so Rose's ass is finally between her front legs. The bends and curves of Rose's intestines submit to her equine shaft and strength, and the occasional flex of her meat nearly pulls Rose's knees off the ground. "SURE YOU NOT PRACTICED? VERY DEEP ALREADY."

Rose: Rose was aware that she probably hadn't even gotten a quarter of the way on the cock, yet she was still surprised when she felt the touch of Damara's legs kicking against the box. Her gut was bulging out from its length, stretching her white skin and making her moan out as she looked down along her body. It filled her so, so much, and she made a small yelp as she felt the weight lift from her legs as the shaft throbbed. Was it really capable of lifting her entire body? "N-No I have never, ah!~" she stammered, the sensations coming from her behind flooding her brain with pleasure and making it difficult to speak.

Damara: Getting a cocky grin, she keeps pushing, although she's rapidly running out of legroom. It takes her a moment to pull up and loudly plant her hooves on either side of Rose's chest, angling her abdomen upwards by quite a bit. "WELL DAMARA IS GLAD YOU STARTED, YOU MAKE PERFECT COCK SLEEVE." And with that she slams a solid chunk of her shaft into Rose, grunting happily in her throat. The pleasure of the hot, wet friction is getting undeniable, and Damara starts to fuck Rose without really thinking about it. She's no longer just pushing deeper, she's thrusting back and forth, only going slightly deeper each time, abusing Rose's poor asshole as well as beating her insides into submission as well. "FUCK, HUMANS ARE TIGHT!!~"

Rose: It was, to put it simply, exhilarating to have the massive body of a horse's looming over her back, the strong muscles matching the cock it belonged to. Her eyes goes wide at seeing the hooves clomp down on the tarp next to her but Rose doesn't get a chance to comment on it before she's being mercilessly fucked, the first thrust knocking the breath out of her lungs. "A-aaA-AAH!~" The distension in her belly pushes up past her breasts from Damara's furious bucks and her vision goes blank for a moment as her brain is overloaded with pleasure, her anus dragging along the shaft at a high pace. Her mouth remains open constantly as she's moaning, clutching the surface underneath her as if her life depended on it and keeping her from literally being lifted up together with the beastly cock. Her knuckles whiten but she doesn't even care, too caught up in Damara's cock molding her insides to fit its girth.

Damara: She's most of the way through Rose's body now, but she still has more than a foot of cock remaining, close to two actually. Hoping for a very specific result, she just keeps pounding away as she feels her wide tip, the spearhead of forcing herself deeper, poke at the threshold of the farm girl's throat. Filled with excitement, she preemptively repositions her hooves to be on either side of Rose's head, braced against her shoulders so she can't be pushed forward as Damara prepares for the final push. With a loud heave, followed by what almost sounds like a whiny, she finally enters Rose's throat from the wrong end. The girl's neck bulges out obscenely, not only from the flare itself but because of the thick shaft. It looks as before, when she was sucking it, but in reverse. Delighted, Damara pulls it out, then pops it back in, repeating this a couple of times as she feels the constricting flesh bring her on her way to climax.

Rose: Rose was no longer in any position to look down on her body, the frantic pounding she was getting from the centaur making it hard to do anything but holding on to the tarp and even that was moving now that Damara was thrusting so deeply into her. Still, she was still whimpering and moaning over and over again and if one were to go by the clear fluids rolling down her thighs she had already experienced an orgasm. Another one was on the way but was momentarily held back as she suddenly felt something press against her throat, not realizing that it was coming from the inside until a harsh buck forward stretched out her neck. Her eyes rolled back into her head for a moment and when Damara readied herself for another thrust she took the chance to loudly inhale, panting like an animal. The weight of Damara's body forced her to remain still as the flared head rapidly went in and out of her throat, and if one were to look into her gaping mouth they would every now and then see a precum gushing horsecock head appear in the back of her mouth before disappearing back into her gullet again.

Damara: Pounding and pounding, Damara keeps her length mostly consistent in her endeavour to get off in Rose's throat, but eventually one of the times that she pops into it she doesn't pop back out. Instead she starts to slide up and down within the confines of the throat, going so far as to almost be out of Rose's mouth, filling out her cheeks with flare on each thrust. Panting and groaning, appropriately, like a feral beast, Damara only speeds up, never letting up even when she's at the precipice of climax. The ripples of Rose's intestines combined with the sheer depravity of what's happening finally keeps her from holding on any longer, and she pops her flare out of Rose's lips just in time for the first burst of her cum. As the huge burst of salty horse spooge splatters on the wall in front of them, the accompanying flex of Rose's new full body plug pulls her off of the box and into the air for a moment, and then again as Damara continues to cum.

Rose: Rose goes quiet as soon as the flared head pops fully into her throat, the only noises she now made being obscene sounds coming from her asshole and mouth. She lost her grip on the crate and just pushed her hands against it, but it was still enough for the frantically thrusting centaur to keep inserting more and more of the throbbing fuckmeat into her body. By the time the flare is in her mouth her eyes have rolled back entirely into her skull, the familiar taste of horsedick completely blocking out anything else on her tongue before the shaft goes even further. Her lips spread around the cock from the wrong way and the moment Damara orgasms her own body starts to spasm, clenching around the shaft and making both their climaxes stronger in both sensation and ferocity. More than a little of the cum splattering onto the wall ends up splashing in Rose's face before she's hoisted up, hanging without any support on Damara's erection thanks to its muscular stiffness. The wall in front of the two is quickly covered in splooge, Rose being nothing more than a cocksleeve that amplified its wearer's pleasure.

Damara: As her orgasm continues Damara locks her knees, pulling Rose even farther away from the surface beneath her. Not that it matters, as further clenching of her crotch muscles slaps Rose's back against Damara's belly, not only hoisting her up but now securing her in place against her rightful owner. With a cock that muscular, she couldn't resist if she were trying, which oddly she hasn't even motioned to attempt to do. Probably because she's cumming her brains out, which is making Damara's orgasm ever the sweeter as the human tightens like a soft vice around her. The last few bursts of spooge from her orgasm are signified by a loud whinny perfectly mimicking a horse, and a futile attempt to buck further into Rose, who simply moves along with Damara's hips.

Rose: There was no way that Rose would be able to outlast Damara when it came to climaxing, the farmgirl going limp a while before the centaur started to finish up. Her body still spasms and twitches every now and then though, the throbbing beast inside of her still stimulating her body and making it clench around the shaft. It's hard to tell if she's even aware of being held in place against Damara's belly, her eyes still remaining rolled back. But if anything she had been thoroughly enjoying it; her thighs were wet with her own juices and she made no move to push herself off, although the later might have simply been from her being too busy getting her body to move again.

Damara: Finally coming down off her orgasm high, Damara puts her legs down finally, next to the box, not noticing for a moment that she's yoinked Rose straight off of anything resembling solid ground. When she does, what sticks out to her is that Rose isn't struggling to support herself, or pull herself off, or even make her limbs do anything other than hang there limply. The girl appears to be comatose while conscious. Well, since she's not resisting anything... Damara finds an empty feeding trough nearby that had been stored in here conveniently, putting it on top of an old wooden beam so that it was at perfect height to slip two legs over it and have Rose resting on it in the middle. Pulling out is a little... difficult without Rose's assistance she finds out, but her cock is finally getting soft, so it won't be resistant for much longer.

Rose: As Damara carried her around the barn Rose was starting to get to, slowly blinking while her brain basically rebooted her body. Somewhere a fleeting thought of someone dying from taking an entire horse's cock up their ass appeared, though it was quickly discarded for more productive things like getting those eyes back where they should be. Besides, Rose had done it! She had gotten herself impaled on the entirety of Damara's rod!
The feeding trough was perhaps not the most glamorous way of being pulled off the horsecock but it would have to do, the softness of the centaur's dick soon being enough to pull out. Rose began to pant as soon as it left her esophagus, breathing facedown into the trough. When the head popped out her asshole didn't close fully and remained gaping; wonder if she'd ever get it as tight as before? All in all Rose was a sweaty, panting mess, arms and legs draped over the sides of the trough while she did her best to get her cockloving brain under wraps.

Damara: Barely waiting even a second, Damara plops her shaft into the canyon of Rose's ass cheeks, hotdogging her pretty vigorously to get hard again and fling a few globs of pre on her back in the process. Heck, Rose is so loose she almost puts it back in on accident, luckily she's still a little too floppy for that. As her length fills back up, she slowly backs up herself, preparing for a second round of penetration, until a few short minutes later her body length cock is hard and pressing at Rose's rear end again, although she's not putting on any pressure yet. In fact, she didn't plan in entering that hole at all. "READY AGAIN?"

Rose: While Rose's whole body heaved in rhythm to her breaths every now and then an arm or leg twitched, shaking slightly as she tried to sort out how to get them under control again. It wasn't made easier by the massive dick poking at her asshole, grinding between her cheeks and making her relive the immense pleasure of being speared on it. Rose could feel it getting harder and harder for each time Damara brought it forward, the throbbing shaft going rougher against her gaping ass to the point where she thought the centaur might attempt to penetrate her again. She wasn't wrong, and while she could hardly say she was ready the prospect of feeling the flared head inside of her was too good to ignore. "S-Sure, I think I can take it all the way again." she blurted out into the trough, slowly getting a grip on the sides of it for support. Her legs were perfectly spread for what Damara wanted to do, and with how hard Rose had been fucked she would most likely be sufficiently lubricated...

Damara: Without bothering to try and make a clever comment, Damara lowers her body and presses hard against Rose's cunt, pink folds valiantly resisting her immediately, tightness almost surprising her. "OH RIGHT, HUMAN AND VIRGIN. HHHNNG!" Leaning forward to grab Rose in one hand and the end of the trough in the other, she steadies with them both, making sure there's nowhere for her shaft to go but in. Like a battering ram eventually there's simply too much pressure to resist, and her blunt tip bursts in forcefully and suddenly all at once for several inches, Damara's body lurching forward in accordance. "OOF, HOLY FUCK."

Rose: Feeling the spongy head slide down her crack away from her asshole was a surprise to Rose, her gaping hole being left for a much tighter orifice. The flared head was like a log trying to force its way between her virgin lips and the poor farmgirl was unable to move from the centaur's powerful underside. Especially not when Damara braced herself against her, grinding the head more against her nethers and causing various chirps and grunts from Rose. "Th-that's not where I mea-aaaAAH!~" Her entire body spasmed and clenched from the powerful thrust, forcing her legs spread simply from the massive width of Damara's cock. Her cunt was tight but after a few back-and-forths it proved itself to be a perfectly viable hole to fuck, warm and wet around the turgid fuckmeat penetrating it. And there was a lot more to go, which would be very interesting since Rose's gut was already distending into the trough below.

Damara: "YES, BUT DAMARA CLAIMED YOU, HAVE TO BREED YOU NOW. YOU KNOW HOW IT IS." Deliberately ignoring obvious cultural differences, Damara just keeps pushing, harder and harder, bulge travelling farther up the girl's pelvis. Some thrusts bring her down so hard it draws the attention of the regular horses, startling them as Damara's underside slaps against Rose's lower back. Being so thick and so long she doesn't even notice the end of Rose's passage approaching until she hits it, but she doesn't care even a little and just keeps on fucking Rose into submission. "DO NOT WORRY, YOU WILL ENJOY IT I’M VERY SURE!~"

Rose: Perhaps Rose would have made a quip about how she was no centaur's woman, no matter how amazing it felt to be buttfucked by one, but the feeling of having her virgin cunt spread wider than it ever should turned any words into groans and cries of pleasure. Her mouth was constantly open, the farmgirl either moaning or panting as the head pushed further and further up along her body. "I c-can't bec-" she started, being cut off from having the cock thrust harshly into her. A few seconds later she continued, voice quivering "-come a breeder!". It sounded like she was going to say something more but her head fell back down into the trough, unable to continue as the ecstasy of having her cunt to its limit and then more took over.

Damara: "WHY NOT? EVER TRIED IT?" The bulge of Damara's cock distended freely from Rose's actual body now, stretching her tummy several feet out and into the free space of the trough below her. Nothing stood a chance of slowing Damara's conquest of Rose, especially apparent when with a sudden 'pop' and a surge forward Damara's tip finally manages to force its way into Rose's womb. The tip of the bulge flattens accordingly, baby chamber now stretched out around its new owner instead of squashed in tightly. "AH! THERE, GET USED TO THAT!" She instructs as her medial ring slips inside.

Rose: Had the trough not been there Rose might have been spared the full penetration, but since it was it gave Damara free leeway to keep pushing, sinking inch after inch into her with relative ease. But the centaur wanted to make sure that she got all of Rose's pussy, evident by the farmgirl's womb finally relenting to the abuse from the flared head, stretching obscenely wide to let it on. It was accompanied by a shrill cry from Rose, her entire body convulsing in ecstasy from having the horsecock so deep. Intense as it was the thing that pushed her over the edge was the medial ring, the "small" bump pressing against her clit just long enough to trigger an orgasm. Fluids squirted out around the shaft and Rose's grip on the trough faltered; not that it mattered since Damara's dick had gone far enough to keep her steady, even lifting her from her platform slightly whenever the centaur reared up for another thrust. And in the middle of her orgasm the realization hit her: Damara had only gotten to her medial ring.

Damara: "MMM, NICE TIGHT ORGASM CLENCHES. YOU ARE ENJOYING THIS." Her thrusts are rough and short, each one pushing inches in at a time, the bulge beneath rose steadily extending farther out, past her chest even. Not surprising considering they made it all the way before, but there was no tunnel now, just stretching. "I AM GLAD. BEING MARE IS GOOD LIFE, YOU WILL LOVE IT." The shaft bumps against Rose's chin when it angles up for a moment, then continues past, looking like they'll be occupying quite a bit of the trough by the time she's done. "MIND PUSHING BACK, SPEEDING THIS UP?"

Rose: Even as she was orgasming Damara mercilessly continued to thrust in, the medial ring sliding deeper into Rose and pressing up against all the right places. It made her cry out despite being out of breath, her mouth opening and closing like a fish's, and with the brutal pace the centaur kept it wasn't unlikely that she would orgasm again. Her hands tried to desperately get something to hold on to and just as she regained her grip on the trough a warm protrusion pushed up into her face, accompanied by a burst of pleasure in her loins. Rose's lust-addled eyes stare in disbelief at the cockhead throbbing through her skin and she was just about to comment when a powerful throb made her slip again, her hands ending up bracing against the far end of the trough in an attempt to have support. It might not have been a push back like Damara wanted but at least now Rose wouldn't slide forward whenever she thrust, making it much easier to insert more of that meaty rod. And she had turned Rose into a moaning, blubbering mess whose body constantly spasmed and clenched around her shaft and that had to count for something.

Damara: Even without the help Damara had pushed well past, but with increased stability each thrust was even deeper reaching, and her sheathe is teasing at Rose's loins before long, the cock bulge bobbing gently between Rose's arms. Well, decidedly not gently actually, as Damara didn't even take a moment to stop and appreciate the feat. She was far too worried about breaking her bitch in and sowing the seeds of her first offspring. So rather than sit there at full penetration, she immediately starts to buck. Her strong legs and abnormal body allow to her to pull out an unprecedented amount of cock at once, each thrust being longer and moving more meat in and out of Rose than a human could even sport. It's hard to do this quickly, but with how hot and sharp the sensations all over her shaft are, she's enjoying it more than enough at a moderate pace with brutal force.

Rose: The sensation of being so utterly filled with pulsating, thick horsecock had completely overwhelmed Rose, whose face was almost resting against the protrusion that was her gut being stretched past her face. A small whimper came from her as the warm sheath pressed up against her thighs, the entirety of the feet-long dick having been sunk into her snatch. Her asshole had already been properly ruined by the girth of the pillar of meat and it was likely her cunt would end up the same, stretched beyond use save for the centaur currently looming over her. But Damara would not be satisfied using Rose as a mere cocksock now and the sudden pull back, the flared head dragging along the farmgirl's insides, brought on a new wave of mindnumbing pleasure for the pair. The throbbing outline of Damara's dick receded further down Rose's body before being shoved back into her face, the back and forth motion soon getting easier as her cunt got used to the abuse. And not only her cunt, as Rose was struggling to stay worried about the implications of having something the size of a log rubbing inside of her, each pull and thrust of Damara's powerful body making her squeal in delight instead. Unsurprisingly she came just after a few thrusts, but to the centaur above her spasming body was little more than another set of pleasurable clenches around her member.

Damara: Feeling Rose climax around her, muscles rippling and massaging some rather delectable sweet spots on her shaft, she knew she had made the right choice in mate. Her hooves scrabble against the hard wood as she braces herself while trying not to slip or break the trough under her heft. It takes her a moment to finally stabilize her body, and when she does she feels the warm smoothness of Rose's back against her belly, as well as a little tickle from her hair. Perfect. A few seconds later Damara pulls out the most she has yet, actually seeming to uncharacteristically pause there, before continuing again. She's actually thrusting less often, but it's because she's making them much deeper, making full body back and forth sawing motions, her medial ring popping out and then back in repeatedly, and probably grinding Rose's g spot into rough submission in the process. So tight yet receptive, Rose's new centaur master groans constantly in carnal appreciation of her smaller frame, and her precum begins to build up to the point where it's flushed all along the length of Rose's significantly abused cunt.

Rose: Being locked between Damara and the trough meant that Rose didn't have much of a view as she was being reamed, and with all her strength having left her body from the rough climax she couldn't even lift her head, leaving her to stare down into the bottom of the trough. Even as she was orgasming Damara didn't let up, fucking her past her ecstasy and onto the next rush without giving her time to wait and gather herself. In fact the thrusts only got deeper, and with feet of cock sliding through her body one could forgive Rose for cumming again soon thereafter, the walls of her cunt being mercilessly stroked by fat horsecock. The medial ring added a nice little bump that was sure to make her twitch and as her insides flooded with fluids Rose had started to drift off into a white noise of bliss, truly being broken like the bitch she was. But her mind wouldn't let her pass out, oh no. There was too much pleasure to be had, and Rose was to experience every ounce of it. Even if it meant she was awake when Damara blew her massive load.

Damara: Speaking of, that load was well on its way. It was mating season, she was surrounded with horny mare smell, and she had been pent up for weeks. She could probably cum all day. But with a breeding partner of her own, she'd have to settle for one, maybe two more, depending on how the rest of the day goes. This next orgasm was going to be a doozy, the feeling of a real, fertile vagina around her cock was sending her biology into overdrive, balls swelling ever so slightly with Damara's gooey gift for Rose as they "plap" repeatedly into Rose's thighs. Each time she hilts she groans or grunts quietly until she breaks the quiet. "READY TO BE A MOTHER? READY TO BE FULL OF DAMARA'S SEED?"

Rose: Had Rose been able to look back at how packed Damara's balls were she would have been very concerned, the leathery orbs seemingly larger than even before when she had been sucking them off. And the centaur was going to dump it all into Rose, this time with no intention of pulling out or ability to push all the way through. The farmgirl would not know how close the centaur was until she spoke up though, the constant slapping of balls against her legs and massive dick grinding against her insides appearing endless to the fucked silly Lalonde. Whether she was ready was ultimately irrelevant but Damara managed to bring out something resembling a chirp or a short yelp that, if you tried really hard and swapped out a few letters, sounded somewhat like a yes. On the other hand her body seemed as ready as it would ever be, her cunt loosened up just enough to still squeeze Damara's shaft without being too tight and properly lubricated from how long the centaur's cock had been pounding it.

Damara: It's only a few minutes more until Damara finally reaches release. In the middle of one of her thrusts she staggers, cum burting out of her and into Rose, bottom of her shaft visibly bulging a little as it pipes her hot payload directly into Rose's womb. Damara doesn't stop though, momentarily resuming and uttering curse words in her language under her breath as she thrusts. In fact, she's even more brutal than before, seemingly losing her restraint and haphazardly slapping herself against her partner's rear. Her balls clench and pump so hard she can feel it, and her cock feels like it's electric. "YES YES YES! TAKE IT!" She yells as the spunk starts to build so much it fills Rose's womb to capacity but shows no signs of stopping.

Rose: The mouthfuls of jizz that she had swallowed earlier and what had passed through her body just minutes before was nothing compared to the raw, potent seed being shot directly into her womb by Damara's powerful tool. It's pumping into her at a rapid pace, quickly filling her up to her limit but not showing any sign of stopping. Rose can only shout in ecstasy as the bump created by the horsecock starts to swell outwards, jiggling with thick nutbatter and starting to smooth out the rod's outline in her belly. At this rate Damara would end up filling up the trough with cum! Or rather, Rose stomach would. She clawed at the old wood as euphoria washed over and numbed her brain to any sense other than the throbbing equine shaft and its sticky fluid's warmth, the bliss only amplified by the breakneck thrusting the centaur forced her to endure.

Damara: Seconds in and Rose's bulge, like a condom's reservoir tip, is already resting on the bottom of the feeding trough and spreading outwards the way a water balloon would. At this point Damara's in a similar state to Rose, letting out nothing but animalistic grunting and letting her mouth hang wide open. Even she's never cum this hard before, each burst of seed would be making Rose's gut quiver if the relentless fucking weren't already doing that. Despite Rose's seemingly infinite capacity the vigorous movement, especially of the plunger-like flared tip, causes some of the cum to escape her womb and inevitably squelch out. Luckily, so little of it can make it through such a cramped space that Rose continues to grow regardless, belly expanding to rival the rest of her as the deluge continues.

Rose: Any juice that Rose secreted herself would be outmatched by what was leaking out of her, even if that was just a miniscule amount of Damara's actual output. Her thighs got plastered with the white goo, some even squirting out of the trough onto the floor where it began to gather in a pool. Gasping and groaning Rose could feel her belly inflate underneath her, the pink skin shaking from the centaur's frantic movements and bursts of seed, pressing against the walls of the container. Mind hazy, eyes vacant, she almost got a moment of clarity when an unexpected sensation touched her; suddenly she was pressed up against Damara's underside and not going back down, her gut having swollen so big and thick it was actually pushing her upwards. Her waterballoon-like belly had spread out over the edges of the trough by then, allowing more tarlike seed to fill the overfucked and certainly impregnated farmgirl.

Damara: Damara is also briefly surprised when Rose's smooth back rubs her tummy, getting a genuine sense of pride from her virility. Causing Rose to fill the space between them seems to be close to her limit though, Damara's output slowing down considerably, and her thrusting slowing to match. With loud panting she winds down to a light grinding, which is still several inches of thrust for somebody as gifted as her of course. "WHEW... WHAT RELIEF!" The last few spurts of cum leave her, only inflating Rose a little bit more. With each movement she pulls very slightly farther out of Rose, dragging the poor girl's womb back along with her as it catches on the swollen flare. "YOU SOUNDS SO HAPPY, GLAD YOU LIKE DAMARA'S GIFT.~"

Rose: Rose, on the other hand, would make no comment on the situation, nor answer Damara's question. This time it looked like she had been truly fucked senseless, her body limp and mouth gaped open with drool (and leftover jizz) running down it. Every now and then she twitched and made a short moan, usually accompanied by Damara's rubbing her dick inside of her, but other than that she looked like she was out cold. But she'd come to eventually and the centaur's journey had, ultimately, been a success! Rose was filled to the brim and beyond with cum and there was no doubt that Damara had secured a broodmother in this one. Her potency mixed with the sheer amount had guaranteed it, no matter what state Rose's body was in. The farmgirl shivered and croaked something inaudible, or perhaps just grunted, as a few ounces of jizz was pushed out of her, the flare nearing her opening.

Damara: All of the horse cream not secured in Rose's uterus had of course been dragged out via Damara's flare, not that she minded, even if all of it were squeezed it she was certain she's already seeded a child today. Hoping for as many as possible though, she lets Rose's reproductive organs marinate in spooge for a few moments before she finally pops out, cock quickly and violently slapping up against her tummy. Normally after breeding a centaur would remain in their partner longer, so she's still rock hard, but she's ready to get a move on. She promptly presses her tip back against Rose's asshole, which iss still pliant and wide for her, and pushes hard, sinking foot after foot back into Rose, making anatomy books everywhere cry out as she pushes her cock all the way through Rose again in just a few minutes, enjoying it all the way of course.

Rose: Damara's cock leaving her pussy was followed by a stream of cum, her loose cunt doing nothing to stop the flow of thick goop squelching out of it. It hung to her shaft with several long strands, dripping onto Rose's distended belly and the floor. It would be easy to shove a hand if not an arm inside of her ruined pussy at this point, and while a fair amount of spooge was drooling out of it her womb was guaranteed to hold a major portion of what the centaur had deposited into her. With a cock slick with "lube" and an asshole that had already taken a fair stretching Damara found Rose's backside to be easily entered, the thick rod sliding through her insides before reaching her throat. The bloated woman could only make a short, startled grunt before her throat was once again blocked off by horsedick, the spongy flared head soon making itself visible in her mouth. She was impaled fully on it once more though this time with a lot less hassle yet still the same amount of bliss. The little extra pressure on her gut caused a few globs of potent horsejism to squirt out onto Damara's sack though that likely wouldn't bother her.

Damara: With some surprisingly dainty and careful effort Damara tilts her body back by extending her front legs so that Rose's tummy is lifted most of the way out of the trough it was filling, then moves to the side so that they're free of the platform entirely. Her front hooves clap loudly to the floor, chipping the boards a little and sending a few shockwaves through Rose as she's dragged along for the ride. Damara's new undercarriage is helpless now, a full body cock-reaming being much more effective than simply strapping her on. She was going wherever Damara went. "TIME TO HEAD HOME LOVE, WE HAVE LOTS OF PREPARING TO DO!~" With a big dumb grin on her face she trots out of the stable and heads out towards the woods, her new wife so swollen beneath her that she just barely doesn't drag along the ground, grass brushing her as they go.