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Sairai had her work cut out for her. Just a short week before, the young centaur had been tasked with guarding the farmstead while the rest of the herd was raiding and trading. The two foals - Sairai's brother and sister - had of course gone along, too young to help around the farm. Her older brothers had learned to fight with bow and spear, and were needed to help her father, fighting alongside seven other males from neighboring tribes. And Father, of course, never went anywhere without his wife. She would watch over the foals, or fight if needed.

That left young Sairai to tend the farm, which consisted of a house, two large pens for the elk, and a long stable so that the deer might take refuge during storms. What should have been a simple, boring task, especially with the aid of her family's guard lion, Tor, had turned into quite the sticky mess.

On the very first day, Sairai had foolishly tried to do what only her father had done: safely breed one of the elk does to the two males, Actaeon and Randy. When the young buck, Randy, started to get rough with his sister, Mabel, Sairai had darted into the pen to save her, forgetting that the doe had recently peed on her, covering her in the scent of a doe in heat. She had been just about to pull Randy away when their father, the patriarch Actaeon had grabbed her. Before Sairai knew what was happening, the 800 pound elk had grabbed her by the haunches and rammed himself into her, deflowering the centaur and pounding her into the mud.

She was helpless to resist the bull elk, even after she'd escaped. The next day when he called to her and she met his gaze, she felt like someone else was pulling her muscles. She walked willingly to him, entering the pen to satisfy both bucks for what seemed like hours. She left the pen drenched in cum and musk.

But that was just the _start_of her troubles. Mabel's scent had lead Sairai to the elk, but when she went to wash off their musk, she was set upon by strange beasts: like unicorns without horns, the horses had been drawn by the scent of sex, and they took what they wanted from her. The scent of the horses drew Tor to the same conclusion, and the cave lion took her all night. Then she found herself surrounded by two eager, young griffons who would surely have devoured her had she not managed to seduce them instead. Sairai could hardly believe all that happened in such a short time!

Escaping the griffons before they grew hungry, she had run into a pack of underground minotaurs, and _that_was the source of her troubles. Minotaurs were creatures of magic, and they would have raped her, scent or no scent. They fucked any female they found, and their magic swirled in their wombs, filling them with a monstrous minotaur calf. Now that cursed offspring was growing inside of her, and there would have been nothing to do...

If not for Kusa. The goddess of fertility had come to her in the form of a great, white wolf and offered her a deal brokered by Chiraxion, god of centaurs himself! To avoid the grim fate of giving birth to a minotaur, who would surely grow into an evil beast himself, Kusa granted Sairai her magic to form a foal instead based upon all the mates she had taken. Yes, the elk, the horses, Tor, the griffons, and the minotaur would combine inside of her. As well as any centaurs she managed to find within the next two weeks!

She'd been taken more than a hundred times by various beasts in the last week, but only six times by centaurs. Right now, her baby would be mostly elk and minotaur! She needed to find more centaurs, fast. Groaning, Sairai opened the front door and stepped into the morning rays of the sun, shining brightly on her white skin and blonde hair and fur.

"They should be back by now," she whined. The week had passed, and the raiding party should have returned. She needed_them to return. What better than seven strong, young farmhands to fill her womb again and again until no one would ever even suspect that something was amiss in her foal's design? Sairai was no great hand at math, despite her teacher, Saldrin's, best efforts. But she figured that each centaur could fuck her four times a day, which would make 28 fuckings a day over 14 days, which was more than _three hundred! That would surely change things!

Instead, the morning saw not seven centaurs, but zero.

Sighing, Sairai trudged over to the does with her buckets, ready to relieve the poor girls. She'd been gone for several days when the griffons had attacked, and the elk _still_seemed upset at her. Most of their milk was gone by now, eight new elk calves with greedy mouths to feed. The older cows didn't think twice to feed the strange fawns, completely unaware that they were actually the divine offspring of Kusa herself. Even though their teats were nearly empty, they stayed put while she milked them.

Sairai had to ignore the commanding bleats from the other pen. She knew exactly what Actaeon and Randy wanted, and they most certainly weren't going to get it! All she had to do was avoid looking Actaeon in the eye, and hurry past the pen, and she'd be fine. Actaeon had jumped the fence once before, but this time Sairai would be ready for that trick. She'd lower her gaze and run for the house. And besides, this time she had made sure to keep Tor outside of the house. He would stare down the elk at one word, and corral him back to the pen.

Sairai grabbed the two, full milk pails, and walked to the gate. She didn't dare leave before her eyes caught Tor's. The cave lion was prowling near the house, easily within earshot. Sairai shivered, still remembering the night that he had taken her several dozens of times, dragging his barbed cock back and forth within her aching pussy. He was every bit as much the father of her foal as Actaeon and Randy. Sairai took a deep breath and exited the female's pen; Tor, at least, hadn't shown any interest in a repeat performance.

She kept her eyes on the sandy-furred lion, quickening her pace as she passed by the two elk. She had expected much more blaring from the bulls, but they were strangely quiet, watching her from the edge of the fence. Good. She couldn't afford another day-long tryst with the elk. She knew that the fastest way to a centaur stallion was to either search for her missing tribe, or to journey back to Saldrin and Chedl. She knew she'd have no trouble sneaking off with either male for a little fun, despite their women. But two centaur just wasn't enough!

After securing the milk, she resolved to find her tribe. They had gone north, and shouldn't be far. Tor could guard the farm while she was away - he had done a fine job over the last four days. Sairai grabbed her bow and arrows, took a small bag of cheese and a bladder-skin of milk, and opened the door outside. It wouldn't take long to reach Rob'air's Crag, and then -

She was face to face with Actaeon.

The gigantic elk was standing no more than three feet away, eyes piercing into hers. She dropped the bladder full of milk, frozen in place. Absently, she heard Tor growling, an odd blur of yellow fur in her peripheral vision. She stared into those large, dark orbs, losing herself again. He must have jumped the fence, ignoring the bristling cave lion.

"It's okay, Tor," Sairai called quietly, never looking away from the great, muscular beast that had taken her virginity. "Stand down."

The growling probably stopped, but Sairai didn't notice. Hooves mincing, the young centaur backed up into the house, waiting patiently. With measured steps, the elk patriarch stepped through the wide door, flicking his tail as he stepped beside Sairai.

She shivered, letting Actaeon into the house. With his antlers, he barely fit, even though the building was designed for a centaur as large as her own father was. She didn't give her protector, Tor, another thought as she slammed the door closed.

She knew she should have run. She knew that whatever happened next would inevitably result in another hot load (or a dozen) in her fertile womb. The baby growing inside of her would absorb every drop of elk seed - what would the other centaurs say when she gave birth not to a minotaur, but a full-blooded elk? Still, that was a favorable trade.

Actaeon _snorted_and nipped his filly on the rump. Sairai jumped with a start, yelping and getting into position. She'd barely lifted her tail before the huge animal clambered onto her back, keeping his massive head low to make room for his antlers. She may have lost eye contact with her patriarch, but the power he had over her was just as real. His hooves clicked into place against each other, digging into her teats, and Sairai spread her hind legs, bracing herself. Placing her hands on the front door, Sairai whinnied, waiting for the inevitable.

The inevitable came, and it came again. Though Actaeon had whetted his appetite the day before inside the goddess Kusa, his swollen balls were primed and ready for Sairai. She felt almost special to be such a target or lust for the powerful creature. Again and again he claimed her, bleated his domination, and pumped a sticky, wet load beneath her tail. The now familiar warm sensation of magic filled her womb, folding each sperm into the growing fetus, her baby taking more and more of the beast's form. She throbbed and clenched around him, neighing until her voice was raw, bucking her hips each time he spent himself in her.

She was shuddering and moaning, elk cum spilling down her hind legs onto the dirt floor, drenched in sweat when the door opened. Actaeon was laboring on top of her for the fourteenth time, with only short breaks in between, slamming forward hard as his hooves dragged her back onto his pointy cock. Sairai could feel the excess cum _splurting_out of her with each thrust, painting her rump. When the door she'd been leaning against suddenly opened, she lost her balance and tumbled to her knees on the ground. Her rump stayed obediently in the air, Actaeon not even missing a thrust.

"Whu - ?" Sairai gasped, eyes trying to adjust to the sudden brightness of the sun. She could only see three silhouettes, but did it really matter who they were? Heat rushed to her face and she stammered, "It's...not what it looks like!" lamely.

The dark images began to solidify as her eyes adjusted, obviously centaur, each one a different size much like all the children's stories she heard an age ago. Sairai's heart thudded in her chest; three centaurs - a foal, a colt, and a stallion - could only be her brothers. Sure enough, her vision cleared to reveal her three brothers, Artan, Colfax, and Hallun, mouths gaping. With her front half collapsed in a heap, they could see every grunting thrust as Actaeon hilted himself within her, no doubt that it was _exactly_what it looked like.

The huge beast took that exact moment to clench his hooves and leap_forward, squeezing his tip against her inner-most wall before letting loose with a echoing bellow that deafened everyone. A high-pitched, wet _squiiiirk!_signalled his fourteenth flood, thick, wet gushes leaving nothing to the three boys imaginations. Despite herself, Sairai couldn't take it any more. While the three watched, she rammed herself back against the horny bull, clencing down around him as his seed once again filled her fertile womb. Without realizing it, the young filly's hands had gone to her breasts, cupping and fondling them as she _squirted around the big buck. "Aahn...AAAAHHH!" she cried.

In the corner of her blurred vision, she could see her older brothers cocks growing, swelling and pulling up beneath them as they watched, spellbound by the scene in front of them. The youngest, Artan, just watched, confused. Sairai could only moan and shudder as her patriarch used her, revelling in each, juicy load he squeezed between her legs. Lost in ecstasy, Sairai knew that her brothers were seeing the truth - she belonged to Actaeon, and when he called, she would come.

Hallun, the eldest, was the first to move. He said nothing, his face stricken, turned on his heel and fled, his thick cock swaying back and forth beneath him. "Hallun, wait!" she gasped, wanting to explain. The minotaurs, Kusa, everything, if he only knew he'd understand...

Colfax took a deep breath, composing himself. He was a year younger than she was, and had always been a little prat, and now was no different. Acting as if he didn't have a thick, throbbing hard-on from what he was watching, he said, "By Chiraxion, sis, I knew you had trouble around the boys, but I didn't know you'd grown this desperate!"

"Oh...fuck off," she gasped, chest heaving. As if Colfax had ever had a girlfriend, anyway. Let the colt think what he wanted, it was _Hallun_she needed to talk to. He could convince the other boys not to tell anyone what they saw, once he knew why she had done it.

"I'm not going to stop you, Sairai. But I bet you Dad will!"

"Don't you dare tell him!" she gasped, but the tan-furred centaur was already kicking off, rounding the corner of the building on the way north.

Sairai felt a pit in her gut. If the boys were already back, her father and the rest of the centaurs would be here any minute! Would any of the males be interested in her if they heard what she'd been doing all this time? She had to stop Colfax, but how could she, with Actaeon still pumping away?

She turned to Artax, shivering. The young foal stood half her height, brow furrowed in complete confusion. "Sairai..." he asked meekly, not even sure what to ask.

"Artan, you have to stop your brother from telling Father about this. Can you do that?" Sairai gasped, rocked forward for the umpteenth time.

Artan said, "But Father is still a day or two out. He sent the three of us home early on account of a strange band of...not elves, but elf-looking people. He was worried about you."

Sairai let out a deep breath. Colfax was just fucking with her, as usual. She had plenty of time to convince the hot-headed colt to keep quiet. Assuming she could escape Actaeon before he tried for number 15 and 16. "So it's just the three of you?"

Artan nodded.

Sairai felt a pit in her stomach. Then that meant the males were at least a day away. Why couldn't Father have sent a strapping young warrior home with her brothers? Still, a day wasn't as long as she'd feared she might have to wait. Why the dull ache in her belly?

Ohhhh.

Because she knew what she had to do. The clock was ticking on Kusa's spell, and she needed as much centaur seed as she could find. Her expedition would have to be postponed - she couldn't waste time searching for the herd when there were two fertile young males right here.

Her brothers.

She had to do more than convince Hallun not to tell. She had to seduce him! Her face was beet red, but she would do _anything_for the baby. Hallun had a girlfriend, Leyweyun, from a neighboring tribe, but if Sairai had learned anything on her recent journey, she had learned that males were unlikely to turn down a freely lifted tail.

There were old traditions that forbade mating within the family, though why, Sairai had never fully understood. She doubted Colfax would put much stock in the law, but Hallun might be a challenge. Still, she had to try.

"Artan, I need you to go and find Tor. We need to get Actaeon back to his pen. Do you think you can do that?"

He could, though corralling the big elk took nearly fifteen minutes. Actaeon kept trying to stare Sairai down, but with Artan watching, the spell wasn't working. He tried to grab her by the rump, but for once, she was too fast. Tor growled and herded the angry elk to the pen, and with her youngest brother's help, they managed to close the beast inside with a loud click.

Sairai knew that at any moment, the elk might leap the fence again, but she would keep Tor at her side to ward him off. Sairai had more important business to attend to, so the two elk would have to wait. "Tor, with me. Artan, look for Colfax. I need to talk to him, okay?"

The foal nodded, scampering off.

Trying her best to ignore the angry snorts from the pen, Sairai trotted off into the forest, her best guess as to where Hallun had gone. The cave lion plodded quietly behind her, expertly evading the loud, wet drips that fell from her hindquarters.

She might not have found him had Tor's nose not picked up his scent. As it was, she wound through a thick copse she'd never bothered to check before, only to find a secluded glen. Hallun must have known about this place for years without telling anyone - except Leyweyun. Sairai stepped into the clearing, where the large stallion lay on his back, trying desperately to reach his swollen cock with his hands. The best he could manage was to rub the sides with his forelegs. Sairai wondered what was worse - being just barely able to rub yourself to the point of helpless frustration, or, like a filly, unable to do even that.

"You don't have to do that alone," she said, stepping forward boldly.

Hallun's eyes popped open with a start, and he rolled onto his belly, blushing madly. His shock turned to anger. "What are you doing here!? Get out!"

"You know you're just frustrating yourself. Let me help you," she said smoothly.

His brown-furred chest heaved from almost twenty minutes of futile rubbing. Now, his dick was pinned beneath his belly, hidden from sight. "There are a thousand reasons why that can't happen, Sairai. You're my sister, and just a filly. I have a girlfriend! Father would kill me. That's, that's...just gross!"

Sairai sighed. This was going to be harder than she thought. "That's only five reasons. Come on, my hands are no different than yours. Let me help you, and that will be it. No one needs to know." A bluff, but a reasonable one. Could Hallun really turn her down after letting her stroke him to the very edge of orgasm?

But Hallun would have none of it. "What has gotten into you, Sairai? Don't you realize what you were doing with that...that animal? You're not the sister I remember from a week ago..."

"A lot can happen in a week, Hallun. Please -"

"No! How many times did you let that beast defile you? What reason could you possibly have for that?"

"Hallun..." she said, trailing off. How could she explain? She'd made a mistake and the beast had taken her, but then what? She had walked willingly into the pen the next day, and two days later. She'd spent a night beneath Tor, and griffons, and minotaurs, and cheated with Saldrin and Chedl. Sairai knew that she had to convince her brother to breed her, but the truth was both damning and unbelievable. "I..." she said, realizing that until the baby was born, she could tell no one what had really happened.

"That's what I thought," he said harshly.

Sairai felt her tears welling up. She hadn't asked for any of this. Now her own brother thought she was some sort of perverted freak! If he knew everything, he'd understand, wouldn't he? But telling him wasn't an option - not yet. If only Kusa would return and tell him what happened. But the goddess did not appear. Holding back a whimper, Sairai said, "But I need you..."

"Why?"

Exhaling loudly, the young filly said, "I can't say."

Hallun gave her a firm look and said, "Go back to_Actaeon_ if you're so desperate. I want nothing to do with you."

"But -" Sairai gasped.

"Go!"

Sairai closed her eyes and turned around, bounding through the thick trees, heedless of the sharp branches digging into her skin. She cried now, the tears running down her face. Many times she'd cried in the last week, but only from pain. Her brother's words hurt even worse, and once the tears started to flow, all the other issues joined in. Sairai collapsed in a heap halfway home, weeping.

Tor curled up beside her, concerned. She pushed him away, but he nudged her back, running his soft, tan fur against her shoulder. Finally, she gave in, hugging the huge cat and letting her salty tears drip onto his fur. "Thank you, Tor," she murmured into his pelt.

After ten minutes, Sairai stood, wiping her eyes clear. She had a job to do, and Hallun wasn't going to stop her! Maybe he wouldn't let _her_help him, but the young stallion was bound to get desperate after another quarter-hour of fruitless masturbation. Sairai trotted home, hoping her other brothers would mistake her red face as coming from the brisk run.

She found Artan first, galloping up to her. He didn't seem to notice anything amiss, and reported dutifully, "I couldn't find Colfax. Or Hallun! I checked everywhere north - maybe he actually did run to find Father?"

Hopefully not. Could she catch up to him? "Artan, I need you to do something for me, okay?"

"Okay!" the foal chirped. Why couldn't _Artan_have been one of the older brothers? He'd always been a perfect little brother.

"Do you know about a secret glen in the forest east of here? Hallun is there."

"No..."

Sairai gave him as clear directions as she could, then said, "I need you to take a milking pail to him. Hallun is in great need of milking...will you milk him for me, and bring me back his milk?"

"Milk...our brother?" Artan asked, confused.

"Don't tell him I sent you. Just say that you saw him earlier and thought he might need to be milked. I'm...pretty sure he'll let you if you keep asking. Bring me the milk!"

"Um...okay."

"You got it?" she asked the confused foal.

"Yeah, I got it," he nodded, before scampering off to find a pail.

Sairai watched the centaur, barely half her size, running off toward Hallun. She felt a twinge of regret to be sending her innocent brother out to jack off his brother, but she knew what she had to do for her baby.

Now, to find Colfax. Artan was not the best searcher, so she decided she'd better give the farmstead a quick look in case he missed anything. She rolled her eyes when the _first_place she looked had the young colt inside. She had barely walked up to the old stable before she heard movement inside. With all the elk in the pens, that could only be Colfax - probably trying to rub himself just like Hallun.

She grabbed the wide door and swung it open, backing up several steps to rotate it all the way. But not all of the elk were in the field. Yes, she found Colfax, but she also found Mabel, the doe that had started everything. She was _still_in heat, though at the fading edge, and Sairai had a hunch that was why her brother had lead the large elk here.

A hunch borne out by the fact that he was on her back, forelegs curled around her rump, his pale face frozen in place as he gaped at Sairai's sudden appearance.

"Looks like the tables have turned," Sairai grinned.

Her tan-furred brother was still too far back to be inside of Mabel, and Sairai walked along beside the two to confirm it. His throbbing cock was swinging beneath Mabel - she'd interrupted him just when he'd gotten the courage to try.

Colfax composed himself quickly, refusing to acknowledge the compromising situation. "I'm just...practicing the mount," he fibbed.

"Practicing for whom?" she asked bluntly. "You don't have a girlfriend."

"You don't know that," he said, which was a handy way to sidestep the accusation.

Sairai didn't care about his effort to save face. She only wanted one thing from her brother. "Well, don't stop on my account."

But I wasn't going to -" he started to lie, but she interrupted.

"But look at her. She _needs_you." Sure enough, the young doe had her tail lofted, her hind legs splayed, and she was looking over her shoulder at the colt, bleating lustfully. "You shouldn't abuse her like this - mounting her with no intention of satisfying her need."

"Sairai..." he said, petering off. He seemed to be calculating her intentions - was she trying to trap him? To make fun of him? Or was it something else?

She took a step forward until she stood right beside the two. "Sairai!" he gasped, trying to slide off of Mabel and back to four legs on the ground. No easy task when all he had were his back hooves to help. Sairai grabbed him by the shoulder of his front leg, holding him onto the elk, not letting him dismount.

"Calm down, Colfax," she said. "You saw me and Actaeon. I'm in no place to judge you. Do it! She wants it. She_needs_ it."

The young colt paused there, still balancing on Mabel's back, breathing slowly, unable to comprehend what his older sister was asking him to do. He looked into her eyes and knew she was serious. Taking a deep breath, he said, "I've never...done it before."

"I know," Sairai said, taking a step to the side so that she was lined up with her brother's flank. She reached out with her hands to grab his swollen meat.

Neiiiigh! Colfax whinnied, shocked at the touch.

"But there's a first time for everything," she said quietly, guiding his tip with both hands toward the elk's, warm, wet entrance.

Feeling his sister's fingers gripping his cock, Colfax grunted and clenched his eyes shut. With a gentle push, Sairai smeared his thick, damp tip up against Mabel's winking lips, making the young elk bleat lustfully. "Sairai..." he groaned, halfway between protest and pleading.

"You just have to thrust..." she whispered.

Colfax swished his tail, trembling, his dick still firmly gripped and pointed right into Mabel's waiting pussy. "Oh gods..." he moaned, before tensing his forelegs and launching himself forward. Sairai grinned as her brother's slick shaft slipped through her fingers, barrelling into the squealing doe. Even if she couldn't convince the colt to breed her, at least he wouldn't tell her Father what he'd caught Sairai doing!

Mabel's eyes popped wide open. Even a not-quite-fully-grown centaur like Colfax was enormous compared to Actaeon and Randy, and the horny elk couldn't have expected the huge, throbbing organ spreading her tight cunt two or three times as wide. The bull elk might match a centaur for length, but not girth. Colfax only managed a half foot before his cock got stuck, bending slightly in the narrow passage. Mabel dropped her jaw and her powerful lowing filled the small stable.

Sairai looked down at the problem, but there was nothing to be done except to say, "Feed it in nice and slow so she can get used to it."

Through gritted teeth, Colfax said, "She's so tight..." He did as he was told, however, taking a deep breath before tugging a few inches back until his cock straightened out. Then he began to slowly push his hips forward, wedging inch after inch into Mabel's slowly expanding, trembling pussy.

"There you go, that's it..." Sairai said encouragingly.

The young colt had to adjust his grip on the elk's hips, leaning forward as he sank the first half of his cock into her, up to the medial ring. There, he got stuck once again. After jamming himself forward a few times, he winced, and said, "I can't..."

Sairai said, "Here, let me help." She reached beneath her brother's barrel with both hands, wrapping her fingers around the thick, fleshy ring. Squeezing gently, she compressed the ring and said, "Now push."

Colfax whinnied, painfully aware that the tight pressure around the middle of his cock was his sister, helping to guide him into a horny beast. Grunting, he ignored the urge to back away and pushed forward. Slowly, Sairai guided the thickest part of her brother's shaft between Mabel's trembling, straining folds. The young doe shuddered and spread her legs, bellowing as she took the impossibly thick cock.

With a wet splop!, the ring slipped in, Mabel's clenching lips holding Colfax inside now. The young man needed no help now, wriggling forward onto the doe's body before driving the rest of his dick deeper and deeper. Mabel yelled and yelled until her voice was raw as her pussy stretched for the powerful colt, until he'd speared her all the way to the hilt.

"I can feel it," Colfax groaned, his hips flush with hers and his swinging balls nestled up against her pink teats. "The end!"

"Good. Now give her what she needs..." Sairai said, stepping back.

With a whinney, Colfax did just that. His muscles tensed as he pulled himself all the way back to his medial ring before leaping forward and hilting himself again. Mabel's distended cunt had stretched as far as she could, just barely able to take the thick centaur cock. He reached forward with his hands to brace himself around her neck, pumping hard and deep. Mabel's little flag tail twitched as she bucked up and down around the massive rod, moaning.

Sairai just watched the two humping and pushing against each other, man and beast, connected in the most carnal and intimate way, as she had many times before with the bulls. Sweat poured down Colfax's flanks as he bred his first filly, never having imagined her looking quite like this. His grunting thrusts quickened, as did Mabel's deep-throated cries, until Sairai knew that the time to step in had come. Walking quietly up behind her distracted brother, she reached out with both hands and gripped his straining balls.

"Owwwww!!!!!" Colfax yelped, as she gave a sharp squeeze.

"Down, boy," Sairai said, squeezing again.

He didn't dare waste time protesting. The colt backpedalled, tearing himself from his tight mate. Judging by the thick, white cream that spilled out of Mabel and stained her rump, Sairai had been just in time. Mabel looked over her shoulder in shock, her wet pussy clenching and dribbling. "Sorry, girl," Sairai said. But she had more important uses for Colfax.

"Ow! Owwww!" Colfax repeated, dancing rather indignantly as his balls trembled in pain. "What the fuck was _that_for!?"

Sairai stepped up, face to face with her brother, and tried to emulate Actaeon's stare. She looked him right in the eye and said, "Let Actaeon take care of her. Someone else needs you."

Colfax blinked, "But -"

"Don't think - act. You know what you want - take it." Sairai turned in place, never breaking eye contact with her brother.

"You mean...?" he asked, finally getting the picture. "But you're my -"

His words cut off the moment Sairai raised her rump and lifted her tail, mere feet from her brother's face. With a husky breath, she said, "You've had your practice - time to put your skills to the test."

Her paralyzing stare had broken, in exchange for one even more powerful. His eyes were down, locked and focused on her clenching, pink teardrop. He could hardly be blamed for forgetting who that clenching pussy belonged to, especially now that the pain in his sac was finally subsiding. With a loud grunt, the young colt leapt onto his older sister's back, sliding his heavy forelegs around her waist.

Sairai trembled, a quivering mix of emotions. This was what she needed, but still - he was her brother! Soon, his balls would pump his seed into her fertile womb, merging with her child. Without realizing it, Colfax was about to become a father - at least in part. Sairai kept her mouth shut, worried that if she did speak, she might blurt out 'stop'!

Her younger brother groaned, his erection flopping up and down as he aimed it up between her legs. Sairai trembled with fear and anticipation, desperate for him to find his mark but praying that he wouldn't. In seconds, his half-flared tip smacked against her indentation, resting in the smooth curve of her cunt.

What was she doing!? This was her brother! Surely there had to be another way! Dropping her jaw, Sairai gasped, "Colfax, wait -!"

"Oh, Sairai..." he gasped. Whether he heard her or not, she couldn't know. All she knew was that her brother leapt forward, slamming his thick, pink cock into her fertile folds.

Sairai dropped her jaw and moaned, feeling first hand what Mabel had felt moments before. The horny elk was in the corner now, desperately trying to lick her wet pussy, oblivious to the siblings only a few meters away. He was huge! Of course, he was nothing compared to Saldrin, or the draft horses, or the minotaurs, but just because she'd taken bigger and badder cocks didn't make Colfax nothing. Her bright pink folds stretched wide around her brother's dick, engulfing him with a loud, wet, smack!

"Oh gods, sis!" he gasped, hammering his medial ring into her convulsing passageway. He clambered over her until his front legs wrapped around her midsection, reaching forward with his hands to grab her arms.

"Colfax!" she groaned, knowing that there was no turning back now. She was about to be bred by her own brother, and with luck, this wouldn't be the last time. She would never have guessed that the first womb her younger brother would claim would be her own. The colt may have penetrated Mabel first, but he would go all the way with his sister.

He groaned and humped, plumbing her depths with his massive, throbbing cock. "Gods!" he wailed, rocking forward so fast that his balls met her with a loud, repetitive slap!

Sairai grabbed each of his hands with hers, and moved them from her shoulders to her breasts. He whinnied and squeezed, enjoying his new handhold. Sairai squealed and bucked her hips, every inch of her passage convulsing around his quivering cock. "Don't stop, brother! Fill me!"

"Sis, I'm gunna - " was all he managed to say in warning before the irrevocable happened. The soon-to-be stallion flagged his tail, lurching forward to grind his swelling tip against her innermost walls. He flared within her, thick, pink flesh flattening into an impassable wall - except, of course, through the tiny hole that even now began to twitch within her. A few, wet_gushes_ poured into the small empty space inside her, then a sputtering stream. With a whinny, Sairai felt the sticky, warm fluids grow into a spray - a constant gooey splash that quickly distended the end of her canal. Where Actaeon's thin cock would fail, Colfax held firm, sealing in every last drop until the pressure grew so great that Sairai's shuddering cervix finally gave way. Her brother's life-giving fluids splattered her womb, magic engulfing her young foal as Colfax unwittingly became a father.

"Unnnnh!" Sairai cried, humping her hindquarters and squeezing down around the whole, huge cock to milk every last drop from her brother's pulsating balls. She could feel them pumping, where they lay nestled against her inner thighs. The young colt was certainly a virgin no more. He might well be Sairai's thirty-third mate, but she would always be his first.

Soon he was panting over her, not yet with the stamina of a full-grown stallion. Sairai growned as she felt his thick, bubbling cum sift around in her belly, knowing it had gone to good use. Colfax's sweat spilled down into hers, his hands slipping slightly as he gripped her breasts. "Thank you, brother," she whimpered.

Colfax shivered, letting go of her breasts to ask breathlessly, "What did we just do?"

"Only what came naturally. Didn't it feel good? Right?" she asked. She would need to convince him tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that. Surely he would be easier to seduce each time, though.

"I...I guess," the young colt said uncertainly. "But you're my sister."

"And yet," she said, gasping, "you're still cumming inside me, even now. Let the others talk - I love you, brother." She was lying, at least to a point. She'd always found Colfax to be insufferable, but he was still her brother.

"I always thought you hated me!" he gasped, wiggling his hips as he began to back off of her.

"Would I have done this, if I hated you?" she asked, side-stepping the question.

"Maybe," he gasped, that familiar smirk returning to his lips. "If you're just a huge whore!"

Sairai bit her lip, but didn't engage him. She still needed him.

Nickering as he pulled out of her, the colt said, "Going to fuck Actaeon again?"

"What? No!"

"C'mon, let me watch. I know you're going to."

"I'm not!"

Colfax flicked his tail back and forth, looking his damp, exhausted sister over. "Randy, then? You want to feel their cocks pumping between your slutty legs. Or maybe you're done with them. Trying to up your count? Going after Hallun next? Or Artan?"

"You're disgusting!" she yelled, unable to avoid falling into his trap. The colt was just insufferable!"Artan is just a foal."

"Oh, so you _are_going after Hallun, then?"

Sairai narrowed her eyes, shut her mouth, and left the stables kicking the door closed on her way out. He still had Mabel in with him. If she knew males at all, he'd be on top of her in minutes, but still he accused _her_of being a slut!? Her face burned that she couldn't deny his last accusation. She really was planning after Hallun, but not for the reason he thought.

She called Tor over immediately, ignoring Actaeon's commanding bellows. She walked past his pen briskly, glancing every way except his as she scanned for Artan. Surely he'd be back soon with that bucket...

Sure enough, after only a few minutes of waiting, the stout little foal came galloping from the woods, the bucket swinging slowly, as if full. As he approached, Sairai asked the key question, "Did he let you milk him?"

"Did he ever!" the boy cried, skidding to a stop in front of his sweat-covered sister. "I didn't even know you could_milk_ a centaur, much less a boy. Seemed like it was painful for him though - he tried to stop me for a long time, and when he finally let me, he was moaning a lot."

Sairai grapped the bucket, and sure enough, it was half-full of sticky, white cum, still warm to the touch. She tried not to picture the scene that had procured the bucket, instead simply saying, "Thanks, Artan."

"What are you going to do with that?" he asked. "Drink it?"

"After a fashion," she said simply, turning toward the house. She couldn't use the stable and she wouldn't dare do this in front of Artan. The poor boy had already seen too much. "Run and play, okay? I need the house to myself for a while."

Artan nodded, and cantered off. The bucket swung heavily as she walked to the house and swung the door closed behind her. "Now what?" she asked herself, looking down at the bucket, and around the house. At least the floor was still coated in elk cum - the house wasn't about to get any messier. She couldn't even_reach_ her pussy. How was she going to pour a bucket full of her brother's cum into it?

She thought immediately of Artan but dismissed that immediately. Her face flushed just thinking of asking the foal to help her with _this_task. Maybe if she tied the bucket to a rope and dangled it above her, she could spill it down onto her rump. Some would be wasted, sure, but some would hit home. Far enough to reach her womb, she didn't know...

Still, it was a better plan than nothing. Dangling the bucket from a bracket on the door, she held the rope taut. She'd have to lie on her back for this - no, she'd have to rest with her hindquarters pushed up against the wall. Taking care not to spill the bucket, Sairai lay down in the puddle of elk spunk and wriggled toward the wall, planting her hooves a meter up the wall and walking her rump up the sheer face. It hurt, but she kept it up until she was crunched up like a right angle against the wall, her hind legs spread and dangling in the air. She glanced at the bucket - a little off center, but it would do. All she had to do was pull the rope and the bucket would tip, spilling its life-giving fluids onto her sopping, pink teardrop.

Sairai took a deep breath and pulled.

White droplets sparkled in the sunlight that streamed through the small window near the door, landing heavily on Sairai's raised rump, before the cascade coalesced into a thin stream, and then a thick, heavy waterfall. The wet splop! splash! of the fertile seed against her rump told Sairai all she needed to know - she'd missed.

"Damn it!" she gasped, letting go of the rope before she lost the rest of the swirling contents of the bucket. Some had dripped onto her winking teardrop, but very little was seeping into her, instead collecting in a pool between her legs. This wasn't working at all!

She tried uselessly to reach forward and massage the cum into her pussy, but she was several feet from reaching that far. Kicking her aching hooves against the wall, Sairai groaned. "If you'd just worked with me, Hallun..."

Taking a deep breath, Sairai knew what she had to do. She couldn't do this alone. "Artan!" she yelled through the window. "Artan, are you there!?"

At first, she wasn't sure the foal could hear her, but then she heard his heavy footfalls. "Sairai?" the boy called as he galloped toward the house.

"Come in, I...need your help." Sairai bit her lip, wishing there were any other way. Still, the boy had no idea what was happening, so hopefully he'd just think this is was a weird game.

The door opened, and Artan gasped in surprised to find his sister lying in a pool of cum, bent up against the wall like a iron square. "What -"

Sairai said, "Close the door and pull down the bucket, will you?"

He nodded and did as he was asked. "What are you doing?" he asked.

Sairai looked up at her oblivious brother sadly. Still, she'd gone this far, she might as well get his help. She highly doubted that Hallun would help her like this, and Colfax would just make fun of her. "I need to get Hallun's milk between my legs, but I can't do it alone."

"What? Why!?" the foal asked. This was not something he'd ever heard of for milk.

Sairai didn't know what to say. She lay there, trying to think of any plausible reason for her request. Finally, she said, "It's like my insides are on fire, and only his milk will put it out. It's something all girls go through." That was mostly the truth, though Sairai wasn't technically in heat.

Good enough for Artan, though. He shrugged and walked over to Sairai's propped up pussy. "In here?" he asked, pointing to her sopping entrance.

"Yes. Try to get as much as you can inside, okay? Don't waste any."

Artan nodding, and Sairai tensed herself. A week ago, if someone had said she'd be lying in elk cum and encouraging her youngest brother to smear her oldest brother's cum into her pussy, she'd have looked at that person very strangely and backed away. She closed her eyes, trying not to think about what was about to happen.

Until it finally happened.

By now, the cum was starting to get cold, and thicken up a little. Artan poured a pint or two directly onto her tensed up cunt, but like before, most of it clung to her thighs. "It's not going in," he said, nervously.

"That's okay. Just...use your hands. Scoop it up and push it in."

Artan didn't hesitate, putting the bucket down to slide both hands into the stick gunk. "It feels weird!" he said, giggling slightly as he slid the slop to her gaping hole. Sairai tried desperately to relax herself, to make it easier for Artan, but the whole notion of what her young brother was doing made her tense up. He didn't know any better, running his fingers between her tightened lips. She felt Hallun's cold semen slowly seep inside of her, joining Colfax between her legs.

"That's it. Like that," she said through gritted teeth. He scooped up another batch, this time reaching into her with two fingers on each hand and pulling her roughly apart. Sairai nickered at the sudden pressure.

"Gosh, did I hurt you?" the boy asked.

"No, that's...that's fine..." she gasped.

"This is so weird!" he said, pulling her open and scooping another thick load between her aching lips. He kept it up, scooping until her fur was only lightly coated in Hallun's cum when he said, "There, it's all in, I think."

Sairai glanced at the bucket, still over half-full. "Keep going, there's a lot more."

This time Artan tried to pull her lips apart with one hand, while pouring the bucket with the other. It worked well, gravity sending cups of cum down, down, down her quivering channel. Sairai grunted again, trying to ignore the feelings that were welling up inside of her. The way his small fingers played across her lips, the way the heavy fluid pumped and pooled inside of her...she was starting to breath heavily.

"You're full!" he said, the level of cum finally pooling up to reach her pussy. But Sairai knew she wasn't full, from lots of experience. She could feel the gaps that weren't being filled, and there was still her womb, which thus far hadn't taken any of Hallun's seed.

"No, Artan. It's just getting stuck. You have to dislodge it."

"How?"

Sairai took a deep gulp. "Push it in with your arm." She trembled at just the suggestion.

"Alright, I guess." His hand was already coated, why not his arm? The young foal did as he was told, as obedient as ever. Putting down the bucket, which was still a quarter full, He stood next to her upraised rump and placed his hand on her clenching folds. She couldn't hold back a loud whimper as her brother slid his arm between her legs, careful to block off as much cum from squeezing out of her as possible.

He slid easily up to his elbow, and his efforts were really paying off. The air that had blocked the cum from spilling deeper was breached, and Sairai felt the heavy cum seeping deeper. She moaned, and said, "Deeper!" knowing that there was more than he could do.

Artan hesitated, then pushed deeper, extending his arm straight down into her squeezing, trembling cunt. Sairai couldn't lie to herself anymore, her brother was turning her on. She bucked weakly, squeezing with a loud, wet, squorsh!"A little more!" she gasped.

Soon, the young boy was up to his shoulder inside of her, his hand brushing up against her cervix. The thick cum spilled into her womb, and she felt the familiar warmth of magic folding into her unborn foal. It took all of Sairai's effort to say, "Okay, pull out. Now pour the rest of it in."

Artan grunted as he pulled his arm out of her pussy, which seemed to be trying to pull his arm ever deeper. "Woah!" he gasped, looking at his dripping arm. "I had no idea you had that much space inside you!"

Sairai whimpered and pointed to the bucket. Grabbing it, Artan poured the final amount through her spread lips, managing to empty the bucket before the level reached the top again. Pausing there, Artan said, "Is this what Actaeon was doing to you? Putting out your fire with his milk?"

"Yes," Sairai whined. "Now push it deeper." She was trembling for the return of his arm.

Artan waited. "But he doesn't have hands. So he was...doing it directly?"

"Yes," she agreed. "Now push!"

The urgency in her voice spurred the centaur on. Artan spread his fingers and pushed inside her, pushing the excess cum deeper. Sairai squeezed hard around his arm, partly to form a seal, but mostly because she was rocking her hips awkwardly back and forth. His arm was thinner and shorter than Jilla's, but for the moment, Sairai didn't care. She just knew that a hard, firm shaft was delivering Hallun's cum straight to her needy womb. "Oh, Artan..." she gasped, humping.

He didn't stop at the elbow this time, listening intently to the loud glurps and_glops_ that signalled each little air pocket inside of her giving way to cum. Artan rammed his arm all the way in, leaving his sister moaning and gasping for air.

"You like this, don't you?" he asked.

When Sairai glanced at the foal, she was stunned to find the small centaur sporting a big erection, surely the boy's first. He didn't know what to do with it, of course. Except perhaps to ask someone to milk him. Or did he?

"I'm not supposed to use my arm, am I?" he asked. "There's not supposed to be a bucket..."

"Artan..." she gasped.

"Hallun refused to do what Actaeon did - deliver his milk directly. With this, right?" he asked, pointing to his cock with one hand, while flexing the other inside of her.

Sairai didn't know what to say, so she just nodded.

"I think I get it now," he said. "Do you want my milk, too?"

Sairai whined and bit her lower lip. This was going way_too far. Artan was just a foal! He should be years away from even thinking about what he was thinking about, and then not with his_sister. He'd figured out the basics, sure, but there was so much about sex that he couldn't possibly know - the consequences, for one. If he _could_perform, he would be a father as much as his two brothers, pumping life into his adolescent sibling. She'd hoped he'd just pour the bucket and forget the whole thing.

Sairai shuddered, squeezing down around her brother's arm. "Yes," she said, trembling.

The young foal was still only half her height, but he moved with a strange precision as he pulled his arm free with a loud_squelch!_ Sairai whinnied at the sudden emptiness she felt, her pussy squeezing down around nothing, now. Artan didn't bother to move her yet, straddling her L-shaped body. He stood over her, his tail dangling between her legs. Sairai glanced up at her young brother, her stomach roiling over how she was picturing him. She gazed at his thick, pink cock, dangling just above her thick barrel. She wanted - no, needed - that thing inside of her, and he looked more than ready to oblige her.

"Artan..." she gasped, wiggling her hips down until her rump rested against the wall at about the right level for the foal. How could she be considering what she was considering? He was her baby brother!

Artan backed up until his rump was pressed against the wall, gazing down below him as he tried to line up his swinging tip with Sairai's cum-drenched opening. His thick head bumped up against her twin teats, then her left thigh, then her teats again. He couldn't lift himself high enough to do it! Sairai grabbed a nearby stool and slid it haphazardly across the floor to the boy. Nodding, he pushed the stool up against the wall and lifted one hind hoof onto it. He picked himself up, watching his thick cock as it dangled now just a few inches from his sister's proffered cunt.

"Like this, Sairai?"

She quivered beneath him, her only reply to say, "Oh gods..."

Taking this for a yes, the foal lowered himself into her, his flat tip easily _slurping_into her cum-filled tunnel. Filling her a fourth of a foot, Artan kicked the stool away, landing with a loud _thump!_His weight drove his untested cock a full foot inside of her, in one swift fall penetrating his first horny filly, years before his friends would even consider it.

"Ahhhhhhnnn!" she cried, the pleasure that racked her young body fighting with the swarming guilt for what she was doing.

"Mmmmmmph!" Artan moaned, his small body shaking. Even with Sairai's hindquarters pushed up against the wall, his front hooves only reached the middle of her ribcage. He reached down to steady himself with both hands on her barrel, groaning, "By Chiraxion, that's good!"

The young filly bucked her hips up and down on her brother's firm cock, squeezing and clenching him so hard that every inch he tried to shove inside of her made him grunt. He rocked his hips awkwardly, stuffing her deeper and deeper until he was hilted inside her, their hips and bellies rubbing tightly together. The thick, flat head of his underage cock trawled the rest of the cum inside her, pushing it heavily down, down to her waiting womb. By the time his cock pressed up against her cervix, she knew that almost all of Hallun and Colfax's seed had gushed into her now-bloated belly.

"Why didn't anyone _tell_me about this!?" the foal whinnied.

Despite his youth, Artan's balls were still heavy and round, bouncing up against Sairai's tailhole. Her hind hooves dangled in the air, kicking in tight little circles as the filly moaned, enjoying the way his abdomen pressed up against her swollen teats. "Harder!" she whined.

To get a good pump going, Artan had to slide his sister's body further down the wall until her pussy was at the right height and angle. Once there, he began to slide his dick back and forth, _squelching_easily through her slick, cum-stained cunt. Sairai grabbed her breasts and rubbed them vigorously, hardly able to contain the sickening lust she felt for her youngest brother.

"Just wait till I tell the other boys about this!" he said, hammering forward.

Sairai stifled a moan, taking a deep breath and panting, "What? No, Artan, don't -"

He cut her off with a well-placed thrust. "I _have_to tell them. They need to know how great this feels!"

"No, don't! If anyone finds out we did this...brother and sister..." she trailed off, her disgust at what she was doing rather inconsistent with shuddering and moaning as her brother claimed her.

Artan grunted, each thrust now pushing her further down the wall until she was sliding through the elk cum and full on her back. Luckily, he was short enough to keep his back-and-forth going despite the new angle. "Nnnnnm, I won't tell them it was you. Imagine how much they'll thank me when they finally try it out with the girls!"

Sairai moaned, wondering if she'd created a monster. She could just imagine a pack of horny little colts, so young the adults wouldn't bother supervising, running out into the field to play with the little fillies. None of the foals, male or female, would know enough not to try their new 'game'. Each curious little girl would lift their tail for their boy and -

Sairai wanted to warn her brother not to do it - that it wasn't right, but that was the precise moment she lost it. Her rump, flat on the floor, began to convulse around her young brother, squeezing hard. She_squealed_ in triumph as pleasure engulfed her body, her own stick fluids coursing alongside his flaring cock. As her eyes rolled back in her head, she decided that maybe it wouldn't be so bad for the foals to play their games - not when it felt like this.

If Artan thought it was fun before, now he was neighing into the air, ramming his swollen tip against her innermost wall and holding it there. He had no idea the impact of what he was about to do, he only knew how good and right it felt in that moment. He flagged his tail, clenched his balls, and began to spray directly into Sairai's distended womb. Sairai lifted her hips, taking it all in eagerly, the warmth already starting. She swore she could_feel_ her brother becoming a father as each heady _splurt_folded into her growing baby.

Sairai panted and groaned. She'd done it - gotten all three males to donate to her foal. But could their contributions really compete with Actaeon's fourteen contributions that day alone? She knew now that her brothers could never keep up with the elk, even if she _could_get them coming back for more. She had to leave, if not to find her father's farm hands, then to get away from the horny elk.

"Milk me!" Artan groaned, sending another heavy, bubbling gush of cum into her fertile womb. Sairai humped and clenched around him, her whole body quivering as she did just that.

When they were done, Artan was lying on her belly, panting and exhausted, his cock softening inside of her. "Gods, sis...that was great!" he moaned.

She reached forward to stroke her brother's face. "It was. Thank you for that. I...I needed that."

The foal smiled, always eager to please his beloved sister.

* * * * *

In the morning, after almost an hour of cleaning the house, Sairai left her childhood home only to see Artan galloping and waving his arms, peering off to the north. Heart thudding, the young filly raced out to meet him. She saw them! Silhouettes in the distance of her returning herd.

"Thank the gods," Sairai said under her breath, trying desperately to forget the day before.

Artan said, "Where are the rest of them?" confused.

"Huh?" Sairai peered closer, taking a quick count. She'd never been good with numbers, but she could see clearly now that there were only fifteen figures in the distance. _Fuck._Sighing, Sairai said, counting on her fingers, "It must be just the women. Those two must be Mom and Arly. The rest must be from the neighbors..." Sairai quickly tried to recall if there were any colts or stallions too old to have gone out hunting nearby. She crossed her fingers.

"Um...sis?" The voice was Colfax, as he plodded up behind them to stand by her side. Sairai groaned, not in any mood to deal with her middle brother. He continued, "Do you know why there are eight calves? I didn't think we had any pregnant cows..."

"A gift," she said, quickly, not ready to go into it. "Long story."

"Huh," Colfax said, looking into the distance. "Maybe those weird elves were more a problem than I thought. Looks like Father sent the women home, too, and gathered the neighbors."

Sairai felt a chill, remember her own capture at the hands of strange elves. The men had ridden unicorns with no horns, beasts just like the elk. But there had been only three of them, not enough to cause her Father to rally the whole tribe.

As the centaurs got closer, Sairai winced to see that all of them were female with the exception of a few foals Artan's age. She wasn't about to whore herself out to all the boys in the area! Between her younger sister, Arlianne, and the neighbor's daughters, there were four little girls, and joining Artan were three other boys. He wouldn't _really_try to play yesterday's 'game' with them, would he?

She was drawn out of her thoughts by one centaur galloping forward from the group. The filly looked a year younger than Sairai, about Colfax's age, and she was running so fast her still modest breasts were bouncing none-the-less. She raised a hand and waved, calling out, "Colfax! Colfax!"

Her brother stayed put, smiling as the filly charged him. As she got near, he held out his arms, and before Sairai knew it, the two were in a tight embrace. Maybe he _did_have a girlfriend! Sairai had to fight back a strange twinge of jealousy.

"Colfax," she said excitedly. "Something's going on in the north, so the whole tribe is getting together. There are more - I swear people are coming from as far away at the Crag! We're going to stay here for now while the men investigate these -"

"Strange elves," he finished, nodding. "I saw them myself!"

"I'm just glad to get an excuse to be with you," the young filly said. She glanced over at Sairai and said, "Who's this?" suspiciously.

Sairai gave Colfax a look, but didn't say anything just yet. She thought she recognized the girl from across the river. Her name was...Filaya?

Glancing over at his sister, Colfax suddenly blushed bright red. Perhaps he was remembering just what he'd done the day before with Sairai (and Mabel). This filly wouldn't be likely to approve. He stammered unconvincingly and said, "She's, uh...just my sister is all. Um...Sairai, meet Flenira. She's...uh...my girlfriend."

Flenira wrinkled her brow at Sairai, pursing her lips. "Nice to meet you," she said, but the words didn't match her gaze one bit. She didn't really suspect that Colfax had been messing around with his own sister, did she?

"A pleasure," Sairai said. A thought sparked in her mind and she decided to make Colfax squirm. "Colfax never told me about you. Had I known..." she trailed off. Colfax immediately went pale. She finished with "Let's just say I didn't know he had a girlfriend."

"Didn't mention me, huh?" Flenira said, glancing back at the young colt. "Are you two close?"

Sairai grinned. "He's been...growing on me."

Colfax interrupted. "Come on, Flenira, let's go find Hallun. He'll want to know what's happening. I know he's around here somewhere."

Sairai wasn't about to let the colt off that easily. She said, "Tell Hallun goodbye, for me."

"Huh? Are you going somewhere?" Colfax asked.

Sairai nodded. "I'm tired of sitting around here tending the elk. I'm old enough to fight. I'm going north to find Father and the others." Not that her plan was to do much fighting.

"Dad won't like that," Colfax said.

"He won't have a choice."

Colfax shrugged. "Do whatever you want." He turned to leave, but Sairai interrupted.

"Aren't you going to kiss me goodbye?"

This got another nice blush from her brother. He just stammered and backed away, Flenira watching Sairai like a hawk. Sairai felt no sympathy for the colt - she wasn't implying anything that didn't actually happen. Let Flenira find out just how faithful her new boyfriend was!

She left Artan to greet the herd, instead preparing her things once more for the trip north. She greeted Arly and her mother quickly, explaining that she was heading north to find her father. Sairai's mother tried to convince her otherwise, but no argument would work because her mother didn't know the _real_reason Sairai had to find the males...

She needed what was swinging between their legs.