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Chapter 3

The sun was well over the horizon before Paul started to stir. At first there was a bit of confusion from waking up in an unfamiliar place, but he relaxed when he saw Kyra laying next to him. The rest of the previous evening came flooding back to Paul. Although he was laying on a soft hammock with some of his body, the rest was standing on the floor, pressed up against Kyra. Paul let out a heavy sigh, which roused the other centaur. Kyra's equine ears twitched and she grumbled a bit before her eyes fluttered open, but she smiled softly once she saw Paul lying next to her.

“Good morning." She said softly as she reached out to touch the side of his face.

Paul's ears flicked instinctively towards her voice. “Morning." He replied before leaning in for a kiss.

Paul could feel her tail flicking over his haunches as they shared the kiss.

“Did you sleep alright? I know it can be weird at first sleeping standing up."

“It's not completely standing up." Paul patted the hammock. “This makes it a little easier. Well, that and having a partner to snuggle up against."

“Yeah, that second part does help a lot." Kyra smiled and leaned in for another kiss.

With the amount of trouble they were already in, there was no point in not enjoying themselves. Paul pulled her in close as he felt her lean her lower body up against his flanks. Kyra sighed softly as she enjoyed the full body contact with Paul. It wasn't about her stallion side or her mare side. It was the person inside that was desperate for contact with another.

“So, what is the best way to get out of bed?"

“I'll show you." Kyra said before giving Paul a final quick kiss. “First, shake out your legs, one by one. That should be quicker for you."

“Heh, yeah. I guess I'm lucky I only grew one new set of legs." He followed her advice and lifted his front right leg and flexed it a bit.

“After a while I sort of stopped noticing having eight legs, other than when I'm at the farrier anyway."

“Oh god," Paul paused after lifting his front left leg, “I'm going to need horse shoes, aren't I?"

Kyra shrugged. “Probably. Don't worry, Kenny is really good at doing it."

“That's assuming I won't get fired and have access to the mounted patrol facilities." He sighed as he flexed his rear left leg.

“Let's not dwell on that right now. So, after shaking your legs, straighten up, you may feel a pop."

“Oh! Yeah, I felt one." Paul reached around his waist and rubbed where his back transitioned between horizontal and vertical. “So…"

“Carefully back up a few steps. Take it slow, our bodies are really meant to go forward, it's harder than backing up as a human."

“Oh, yeah, I see what you mean."

“Just take it easy, there's no rush. Ok, there, you are out of bed. Now I like to flex my upper body a bit."

Kyra twisted her torso from side to side before leaning forward and back. Paul mimicked her, surprised by just how flexible his upper body was. Still it helped to get the kinks out and he felt better after straightening back up.

Kyra smiled over at him. “Step one of the day is completed."

“Step two, I need to get dressed, or at least put a shirt on." Paul glanced at his full figure in the mirror. “Whoa, I don't remember being this cut yesterday!"

“Yeah, the upper body gets a little buffer to match the lower." Kyra flexed a bit for emphasis. “You just didn't notice it on me since before last night I've kept my upper body covered. I think it looks good on you, not that you were skin and bones before."

“Yeah, it makes sense." He looked around the bedroom. “Where did my shirt end up?"

“I think it's still out in the living room. Come on, I'll help you find it."

Paul spotted it tossed over the back of a couch. He bent over to retrieve it and gave it a cursory sniff.

“Whoa, what did I get into last night?"

“What? Let me smell it." Kyra took the shirt and took a sniff, “Oh, it's fine, at least for yesterday's shirt. Your nose is a lot more sensitive than it used to be. The only officers in the station with better noses are the canines."

“Does that mean you can smell drugs?"

“I'm not sure, I, or I guess we, can smell things like pot further away or if it's older. But pot is pretty distinctive. I'm sure the dogs have us beat."

“Maybe if Maxwell becomes a werewolf we'll have that covered."

“That's terrible!" she chucked the shirt back at him. “And why Maxwell?

“I don't know, I just think if one of the SWAT officers was a werewolf, it would be Maxwell."

Kyra rolled her eyes. “Yeah, well, let's keep that to ourselves."

Paul chuckled as he pulled the shirt over his head. As he pulled it down over his chest he noticed the shirt was far tighter than it had been. It took some effort, but Paul managed to pull the shirt down to his 'waist'. Kyra giggled a bit at his struggles, but when he turned to face her she just smiled.

“I don't know, I think it looks kind of sexy on you."

Paul blushed slightly and he felt a little twinge under his tail from the complement.

“Thanks, I know we should discuss what we're going to tell the Chief about what happened, but right now I'm too damn hungry to think about it."

“As for me, I'm as hungry as a horse." Kyra smirked.

Paul stared at her blankly. “Really?"

“Come on, dad jokes and puns help me to deal with it." She turned towards the kitchen. “Come on, I'll get you a box of cereal to start with."

“When you say box, you don't mean one of those little mini ones, do you?" Paul followed her to the kitchen.

“Remember how I plowed through that huge sandwich last night? It was just finger food to me, and you're about the same size as me now. Trust me, it takes a whole pot of coffee just to feel it."

“I better get the coffee started then."

“The filters are in the cabinet above the machine." Kyra said as she pulled out two boxes of oat cereal from the cupboard.

“Where did you find a coffee machine like this?"

“From a catering supply store. The best part is it's hooked up to the plumbing, so you don't have to pour water in from the top. Good thing too, it brews a gallon of coffee at a time."

“Ah, wow. Um, that raises another question. Just how much water should I be drinking a day?"

“A lot, and even more if you're being physical. You have a lot more body to cool off with sweat, so you lose a lot more. I found that out when I was still at the police stable." She filled up a large plastic to-go cup with water from the faucet. “Here you go, knock that back to start with."

Paul sighed. “The doc said I should be drinking more water anyway."

He lifted the cup to his lips, initially just planning to take a sip. But as the cool water hit his tongue, Paul realized just how thirsty he was. Before he knew it, he was tilting the cup back and chugging it down. He gasped for air after drinking the cup completely.

“Don't worry, there's plenty of water in the tap." Kyra patted his shoulder before handing him a mixing bowl full with an entire box of cereal and milk.

“Thanks." Paul smiled before digging in.

The cereal didn't last long, as the two centaurs were both hungry.

“Ok, now that we had a snack to take the edge off, we can make the rest of breakfast." Kyra said as she opened the fridge.

“Good," Paul placed his bowl into the sink. “At this point I think I could single handedly destroy a breakfast buffet."

Kyra chuckled as she pulled out some eggs and bacon from the fridge. Paul made two large cups of coffee and helped with slicing up some fresh fruit. Paul stopped worrying about the amount of food and drinks he was consuming and focused instead on filling his stomach. Paul reflected back on what Kyra's first days must have been like just trying to get by in a world that was suddenly too small for her. Here in Kyra's new home everything was built for a centaur so things like slicing up fruit on a counter were easy.

“I think I'm having an easier first day than you must have had." Paul said as he pushed the sliced fruit onto a bowl.

“Hmm, probably, but it's only a matter of time before you get stuck with a dozen needles." Kyra winced slightly at the memory.

“I wasn't even thinking about that side of things." He shook his head.

“Yeah, getting by at the police stable was the easy part of the first few weeks."

“Oh goody." Paul sighed before taking a bite out of his toast.

Eventually the bottomless pits that were their stomachs were filled. They were quiet as they cleaned up the dishes from breakfast, knowing the next conversation they were going to have to have. Although Kyra's couch was built for a centaur, only one of them would have fit, so they opted for the fuzzy carpet on the floor. Paul managed to lower himself down without issue. Kyra sat down alongside him.

“Romero will come by early in the morning with the truck to pick me up. I'm sure you can squeeze in with me." She placed a hand on his waist.

Paul let out a long sigh. “Getting a ride to the station is the least of my worries."

“You think you're in trouble?" She raised an eyebrow. “I turned a fellow officer into a centaur mare."

“I don't think there's any regulations in the book about that. Sleeping with a subordinate officer however…" Paul folded back his ears and looked away from her.

“We don't need to mention anything other than the kissing" she saw the look Paul was giving her. “Look, it's not lying. You started to, ah, change after we made out. We don't need to mention we followed through with it after you became a centaur."

Paul shook his head. “A lie of omission is still a lie."

“Seriously Paul, what they are going to care about is me spreading around being a centaur and what they are going to do with you now. If we don't mention what happened after, I doubt they will ask us if I nailed you after you got four legs and, ah, mare bits."

“That's the other elephant in the room. Although I don't feel like a female, I'm a mare down there. Do you think it will continue up the rest of me?" Paul placed his hands over his chest. “Will I grow tits?"

Kyra couldn't help the giggle that slipped past her lips. “Honestly, I hope not, I like how you look right now."

“How comforting." Paul said as he crossed his arms.

“Hey, you're the one who kissed a centaur, so obviously you found me attractive while you still had two legs."

Paul took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I always did."

“Me too, that's why I hope you keep your masculine looks," Kyra touched his cheek gently, "at least on the top half."

Paul couldn't help but smile. He leaned forward for a soft kiss when something suddenly felt off with his new body. He groaned with discomfort as he felt something churning in his guts.

“Ah man, what is that?" He shifted, trying to get more comfortable, but the sensation only continued.

“Maybe it was all that hot sauce you put on your eggs." Kyra said with more than a little concern.

“Maybe…no, I don't think it's my stomach…Uhggg, hold on."

Paul rolled over onto his side, exposing the underside of his lower body. Eyes full of concern, Kyra looked him over. She quickly noticed something was happening between his rear legs. Kyra gently lifted his leg to get a better look. She could see the skin twitching and bulging.

“Does it hurt?" she asked, not taking her eyes away from the rolling flesh.

“Not exactly. It just feels…Oh! Something is…it's moving!"

A large section of his lower abdomen bulged out then started to take shape. The skin darkened to a brown color and shifted into a rough tube shape. Meanwhile at the base the skin took on a loose almost sack like appearance. Kyra reached out to gently touch the new growths when Paul suddenly cried out. She snapped back her hand instantly. As she looked on, a pair of orbs pushed out from inside his body to fill the sack.

“What's…going on…down there!" Paul asked while gasping for air.

“I think you got your balls back, and the rest is on the way." she answered without looking away from the new set of equipment.

Paul was about to question her further when he let out an even louder cry. From the newly formed sheath, his new cock erupted. It was hard and growing. Starting out at a decent size for a human, it rapidly increased to an equine proportion. His balls seemed to track with the expanding size of the shaft. It was dark brown, with a patch of pink on the side.

Kyra was entranced, not only by the sight of the huge equine cock, but the scent pouring off of the male equipment. Under her tail she could feel her pussy twitching with anticipation and need. She reached out again and let her fingers run slowly down the brown pillar of flesh. Paul shivered and let out a loud moan. After losing his manhood the previous evening, he could now feel his stallion side reasserting itself with a vengeance. It wasn't helped any by the scent of arousal coming off of Kyra. They locked eyes with each other, but didn't say a word, it was unneeded. There was a loud ruckus as both centaurs scrambled to get back up on their hooves.

Kyra swayed her tail over her haunches as she turned to present herself to Paul. Not that he needed any encouragement. She lifted her tail up and her dark gray pussy winked at Paul. Letting his instincts drive him, Paul reared up and mounted Kyra. His cock slid in perfectly and he slammed hard into her. With her eight legs, She had no issue with supporting herself as her partner grabbed on tightly to her flanks with his front legs.

They both moaned and cried out loudly as Paul began to thrust into her. With her stallion urges at least satisfied from the previous evening, Kyra was able to give in fully to her mare side. Paul was reveling in the return of his malehood. Not just in the sensation of being wrapped tightly by the other centaur's hot and wet passage, but the feeling of raw power with every thrust of his powerful rear legs. He could hear as well as feel his now heavy sack slapping against Kyra with every thrust.

Paul reached down to grab her upper torso, and ended up cupping her breasts through her tee shirt. Kyra reached up and gripped his arms tightly. Her eyes were closed, as she was lost in the bliss of being mounted. Kyra could feel every inch of Paul inside of her and reveled in it. Her eyes snapped open as she felt the head of his cock flare out fully inside of her body.

With one final powerful thrust Paul cried out as his new balls emptied their first load into his lover. It was almost enough to make him whiteout from the pleasure. He rested weakly on Kyra's back as he pumped his hot seed deep into her body. Even Paul's ears drooped down low with exhaustion.

Kyra was more than content to let her lover rest. Even with no idea exactly what was going to happen with their situation at work, she was more than just satisfied. Paul was now equally equipped to be her mare and stallion. That fact made her contented smile grow bigger as she caught her breath.

***

Kyra and Paul were dressed in their uniforms, or at least the top half of them. Kyra's bay colored coat with white feathering around her hooves finished off her uniform while Paul's dark chestnut fur with similar feathering stood in for his. They had fully cleaned and brushed their coats to a near shine, and all 12 hooves between them had been buffed and polished..

They were in the SWAT ready room, because there was no way the both of them would fit in Chief Josh Washington's office. Not to mention making their way through the main station involved ducking most of the time. The chief glared up at both officers. The older cop was not happy about the situation in the slightest.

“Do you two have any idea what you've done? After that mess at the harbor."

“Sir," Paul interrupted, “that was not Officer Claymere's fault."

“Springer, she may not have intended to get into the mess, but she still was the center of it. Do you know how much the department had to go through with the city? Not to mention an entire alphabet soup of government agencies. And let me remind you both that said agencies wanted Claymere to remain under observation in secure facilities. Do you think they will be giving either of you a choice now that it's spread?"

“Sir," Kyra was doing her best to maintain her composure, “if it was simply contagious the rest of my team would already be trotting around."

Washington sighed. “I can see that, officer, but since you have no idea how you did this to Springer, we can't risk it happening again with the rest of your team, or anyone else on the force."

“Sir, where are you going with this?" Springer asked, already fearing the worst.

“You are both on suspension, pending further investigation into what has happened. Normally I would want you both isolated from each other, but given officer Springer's…condition, he's not going to fit into his tiny ranch home anytime soon. And you can forget about sleeping over in the stables like Claymere did in the beginning. Therefore with no other choice available to me, I am permitting you both to stay at Claymere's residence. However, you are both under strict quarantine. I don't even want you meeting the pizza boy at the door. You will remain isolated until the CDC, or whoever, either fully clears you both or carts you away to parts unknown."

They both exchanged looks before Kyra responded. “Sir, I understand your request, but how are we supposed to get back to my place?"

“I will drive you there myself, I'm not risking any other members of your team ending up in this centaur sleepover party. Don't give me that look, I drove a SWAT truck before either of you even thought of becoming cops. Clean out anything you need from your lockers and meet me in the garage in ten minutes. You are not have contact with any other officers, is that clear?"

“Yes sir!" they responded in unison.

“Dismissed." Washington said before turning to leave.

They stood quietly for a moment after the chief left. Paul was the first to break the silence.

“Looks like you were right, he didn't care about the kiss."

“No, but now I'm worried about something else entirely." Kyra folded back her ears and rubbed her face.

“You mean the feds carting us away somewhere." He placed a hand on her shoulder. “Yeah, it's got me nervous too."

“Damn it! I don't want to spend the rest of my life in a lab! That's worse than getting kicked off the force."

“I agree, but we have to know how and why it spread to me. The chief is right to be worried, what if it did spread beyond the two of us?"

“Well, I don't know about you, but I'm not about to kiss the rest of the team."

“If that was even the actual trigger. For all we know it was some kind of spell you subconsciously cast on me." Paul shook his head. “I've been turned into a centaur myself and I still am coming to grips with magic being real."

Kyra looked nervous as she turned to face Paul head on. “You, you don't blame me for what happened, do you?"

Paul quickly shook his head. “No, of course not. Maybe I'm partly responsible. When we started to make out that night part of me was wondering how we would even be able to do, ah, anything."

“Yeah, I wasn't thinking that far ahead. That might actually have been a more awkward night, now that I think about it."

Despite the seriousness of their situation, Paul couldn't help laughing at that.

***

Chief Washington was silent on the way to Kyra's home, so the two centaurs riding in the truck remained quiet as well. The truck pulled up the gravel driveway and came to a stop outside the converted barn. It wasn't until opening the rear door that the chief broke his silence.

“You are both to remain inside the home, not just on the property, until further notice. You are to have no more direct human contact except for approved government agents until such time as it is approved by…whoever ends up in charge. Any deliveries made to the house are to be contactless. Is this understood?"

“Yes sir." They responded softly.

Chief Washington nodded then looked pointedly at the front door. They got the hint and with bags on their shoulders entered the home. By the time Kyra was closing the door, the chief was making his way back down the driveway.

“I suppose that could have gone worse. We still have our badges. We weren't even issued a reprimand." Kyra said as she dropped her bag on a counter.

“No, we just got locked up in your place for the foreseeable future." Paul placed his bag next to hers on the counter. “But I suppose a suspension isn't so bad if you've got company."

“Let's hope we don't get tired of each other's company during the quarantine. At least I have a better collection of DVDs than the stable had."

“Hmmm," Paul rubbed his chin as he thought about the situation. “Maybe we should just try and treat it like a vacation."

“You mean when the doctors and techs and all aren't poking and prodding us, right?" Kyra asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Well, they aren't here now, are they?"

Kyra laughed and placed her hands on Paul's waist. “No, for now it's just us centaurs in this barn."

Paul chuckled as he wrapped his arms around Kyra and pulled her in for a kiss.

“Mmm, careful, that's how we got in trouble last time." She smiled.

He chuckled. “It would be hard to get in more trouble at this point."

“That reminds me, there was something I was thinking about on the way here. If you hadn't changed into a centaur mare, what exactly were you planning on doing with me when you started that night?"

“I'm as much a stallion as a mare now, just like you." Paul smirked slightly. “Though I guess I wasn't really thinking things through at the moment. There was a very real chance you wouldn't have returned the kiss." He shrugged his shoulders. “I probably would have just, you know. Kissing, touching, licking, things like that."

“Actually, I wouldn't mind some of that. It's been a while since I've had that kind of attention. Besides, we have time to mount up later."

“Do you mean right-" Paul was silenced by Kyra pressing her lips up tightly against his own.

They held each other tightly. Paul reached out with his front leg and hooked it around Kyra's leg. Hands started to move to unbutton the uniform shirts and push them off onto the floor. As things continued to heat up, both of their cocks started to poke out from their sheaths. Paul tossed Kyra's bra to the side and started to gently rub and caress her breasts, drawing a soft sigh from his partner. The sigh became a moan as he lowered his head and flicked his tongue over her nipple.

Kyra felt a shiver go down her spine, all the way to her tail. She pulled Paul in tight against her chest. He responded by increasing his efforts, sucking and squeezing the sensitive nub. All the while the air was getting heavy with the combined scents of their arousals. Kyra pulled his head up and smashed her lips against Paul's. They shared a long deep kiss, sighing and moaning softly into each other's mouths.

“Mmm…" Kyra slowly pulled away. “Let's go on the rug, it will be more comfortable."

“I'll go wherever you lead me at this point." Paul smiled.

Kyra took him by the hand and led him to the carpet in front of the fireplace. She turned on the electric fireplace for the mood, then slowly lowered herself down beside Paul. Before he had a chance to do the same, her hand reached out and gently stroked his growing cock. Paul's eyes went wide, but he didn't complain. Her warm hands felt good on her shaft as it swelled up to full size. Kyra couldn't help marveling at his dark brown cock. It was one thing to feel it inside her, it was another to be face to face with it.

She noticed the pink patch of skin and leaned in to kiss it softly. Kyra then let her tongue slowly drag along the firm shaft. Paul pawed at the carpet with his hoof as his breathing got heavier. This close to his cock, the scent was as intoxicating as any drug for Kyra. She licked and kissed her way to the wide flat head of his cock. Paul was hugging himself, needing something to do with his hands as he enjoyed Kyra's attention. She slowly kissed and licked the head of his cock, savoring the musky scent. Paul was standing there with his eyes closed enjoying it all when suddenly it stopped and his cock was left hanging under his body.

He turned back to see Kyra getting back up and moving behind him. She leaned down and with a wide smile pushed his tail to the side. Paul may have forgotten about his other sex, but Kyra had not. He shivered when he felt her fingers slowly run along the sides of his slit. He outright moaned when she lowered her head and started to lick.

As happy as Paul was to have regained his cock and balls, he was also glad he hadn't lost his pussy. He doubted anyone other than Kyra could understand what it was like to be fully equipped with both sexes, equine or otherwise. He pushed back slightly against her without even thinking as she found his clit. Kyra's fingers played with the long slit as she flicked her tongue over Paul's clit. As much as she was enjoying herself, both of her sexes were starting to complain for some attention as well.

“Hey, don't I get a taste of you too?" Paul smiled lustfully at her.

Kyra raised her head up and smiled back, “Are you going to taste everything?"

His ears twitched, but he remained set on his decision. “I plan to, if you'll let me."

“Oh really?" Kyra had a mischievous smile on her face as she slowly backed away from him. She laid back down on the carpet and then rolled onto her back, lewdly showing off her assets. “Come on and get a taste then."

Paul lowered himself down with one hand he reached for her gray and pink mottled shaft and with the other he teased her slit. Kyra moaned softly, but kept her eyes on her partner. Paul hesitated for just a moment, but he pulled her shaft closer and started to kiss along its length. Any trepidation he had melted away as Kyra's scent flooded his nose. Paul's tongue lapped intently at her shaft as he eventually slipped his entire hand into her pussy.

Kyra bit her lip at the dual stimulation. It was one thing to experience each of her sexes in turn, but this was something completely new. Part of her wondered how Paul would feel when she ultimately would give him the same treatment. But the rest of her brain was too blissed out to care about anything else. Her partner was now going at it like a man possessed. Paul partially was entranced by the intoxicating scent coming off of Kyra. Her body was tensing up as she felt her climax building in both of her sexes. Kyra cried out loudly as the dam finally broke.

Paul caught a face full of cum before he pulled away and redirected the follow up squirts. At the same time his hand was trapped as Kyra clamped down hard with her pussy. She nearly passed out sprawled out on the floor from the double impact. Paul eventually got his hand back and wiped his face at least mostly clean. By this point Kyra was able to open her eyes again.

“S-sorry…" she mumbled, seeing the cum still on his face and hair.

“It's fine, that's the risk we take giving head to a centaur."

Kyra chuckled. “No kidding."

“I can always clean off later in the shower. Are you alright?"

“Mmm, I will be, it's just so intense having both parts fire off at the same time" she let out a long sigh. “Give me a minute and I'll show you."

Paul felt a tingle in both his sexes after hearing that. “Hmm, let's just let you recover first, I can wait."

He got up and Kyra rolled onto her side. Paul then spooned up against her body, holding her upper body tightly. He kissed her neck as she relaxed up against him.

“I think we'll make it through this quarantine alright." she said with a soft smile.

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