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(Authors note: this came from a dream I had where I was a female centaur, fighting in an army. The transformation and sex scenes are added. I'm not sure what to add after the big battle, and this is all I've got so far, but drop me a line if you like/dislike it :)

Part I

My name was John Woodsby, and I had just turned old enough to be drafted into the army. When the summons came, I said good-bye to my parents, thinking it would be last time I ever saw them, and set out for Pindar's castle, a few miles away.

Pindar was a wizard, and he ruled this land. And he was at war.

From the first day of military training, it was clear that I was not going to make it as a soldier: I constantly got defeated in mock battle. Most of the others where bigger than me, or where stronger or quicker. I even became a running joke. Nobody wanted to spar with me, and I soon became desperate.

I was going to get killed in battle, and I knew it.

So one day, I was told to see the wizard. I wondered what Pindar would want with me....

I was taken to his private chambers, and left at the door. After awhile, he opened it and let me in.

We had a long talk about my military prowess.

"I want you to join my Special Force", he said.

"Special Force?", I replied.

"It's a small company of fantastical monsters under my direct command", he stated.

"You want me to fight beside monsters?", I asked.

"Yes", he replied. "And I want you to become one."

Then he told me about the Ritual of Wonder, and how he could turn me into a great fighting beast, like a dragon, if only I would agree.

Or I could stay in the army, where he assured me I would die in combat.

I agreed.

Part II

So there I was, standing in a magic circle, while Pindar began to chant, striking his staff on the ground, as he walked around the circle.

A strange shifting sensation came over me, as if my skin where too loose, and then I felt pins and needles in my legs.

I looked down. My legs where becoming... furry? And my toenails had turned black.

It's beginning, I thought, I'm changing.

Then the toes on my feet started to fuse together, becoming hooves. Am I becoming a satyr?, I thought. I checked my manhood: satyr's where supposedly well endowed - but my penis seemed like it was getting smaller, not larger.

Then rapidly, a third pair of limbs sprang from my waist: they looked like miniature horse legs. And they began to grow.

At the same time, my torso stated to stretch out from my waist down.

Then my penis shrank all the way into my groin, leaving a smooth female curve, and my balls starting retracting into my underbelly. I'm becoming a female... something!, I thought in panic. I'd been told this might happen, by I didn't think it would actually happen to me....

I looked at the wizard, panicked. "I don't want to be a girl!", I told him. But he kept on chanting, striking his staff on the ground while he paced the circle.

Then I felt a strange itching and warmth behind my nipples. I looked at them. My nipples where growing, and so was the flesh beneath them. I realized with shock that I was growing boobs!

Then my legs and hips started changing shape, and I lost my footing and fell to the floor. The third set of limbs that had come out of my waist had grown into what looked like a foals legs, and I now had what felt like horses legs.

I also started growing a chestnut-brown horses tail.

That's when I realized what I was becoming: a centaur. Or rather, a centauride, a female centaur.

Then my body between my legs and the new legs began to grow, covered in chestnut-brown fur, into a horses lower half.

By now by new breasts where the size of apples, and where still growing, warm and itching. That's when I felt a hole open up between my now hind legs, and begin to open up into me, following my testicles.

I was growing a vagina!

"It's not fair!", I cried, my voice breaking like a teenagers. "I don't want to be a girl!"

But my horse body kept growing from the waist down, my breasts growing to the size of small melons, as my new vagina stretched up into me, following my retreating balls into my underbelly. Then suddenly, it stopped growing and blossomed at its top into a womb, deep in my underbelly, as my testicles became ovaries....

And my brown hair grew down around my shoulders.

"Pindar!", I cried out, in a now female voice. "Turn me back!"

But Pindar was still walking around the circle, chanting and striking his staff on the ground.

I put my hands to my chest, hefting my new boobs. I had large, womanly tits. My nipples where huge....

Finally, my horse lower half was complete. Pindar stopped chanting and circling, and doubled over, trying to catch his breath.

I struggled to all fours, standing as a centauride.

"Pindar, you have to cast the spell again! It made me a girl!", I cried.

He finally caught his breath. "Sorry about that", he said, "but the Ritual of Wonder can't be undone."

I stared at him. So I was stuck like this?

He looked at me. "Look on the bright side, you could have become something much worse than a centaur. Like a toad or something."

I dropped my hands away from my breasts. At least I wasn't a toad.

Part III

Pindar led me to the stables. It was midnight, so the only light came from his staff. There must have been more than a dozen sleeping horses here in their stalls. And, I noticed, one pure white female unicorn.

"Tomorrow, we'll get you shod and fit for some barding and chain-mail", he said. "For now, just try to get some rest."

He led me to stall, and I walked into it and turned around. He closed the stall gate.

And then he left me alone.

I curled my legs beneath me and slept.

The next morning, I awoke to a rumbling belly. There where stable hands forking hay to the horses, but hay didn't look very appetizing to me.

"Hey", said a womans voice. I looked around. The white unicorn had walked out of her stall and up to mine. "Your new here. What's your name?"

"John", I said.

She smirked. "I'm Alex. I used to be a guy too", she said.

"The Ritual of Wonder made you female too?"

"You get used to it", she replied.

Then into the stables came a dwarf. He looked at me. "John Woodsby?", he inquired.

"Yes", I replied.

"Follow me", he said.

So I did. We walked out of the stables, and onto a path. The cold morning air made my nipples hard. I wished I had a shirt or coat.

He took me to a forge. "Where going to get you shod", he said, and picked up a horseshoe, nail, and hammer.

He lifted my right front leg, and nailed the horse-shoe to my hoof. As I had expected, it didn't hurt at all.

Then he shod my other three hooves.

My horse bodies stomach grumbled. I asked him when we could eat.

"Breakfast is about now", he replied, "Come with me."

He led me to a large lodge, from which the scents of cooking where coming. Inside it was a long table, surrounded by small fires, nice and cozy warm. But the people....

I stared around. There where dwarves, elves, cat-folk, rat-folk, bird-folk, and some dire wolves that where engaged in some kind of conversation. Talking wolves?, I thought in wonder, They must have been transformed too. Then I noticed with shock that all of the females where obviously pregnant.

Peasants where serving them breakfast. I approached the table, and a serving girl brought me eggs, ham, and bread, with a mug of grog. I hate and drank happily.

Then into the lodge walked a male centaur, also shirtless. I got a good look at him, a chestnut-nut brown stallion with no shirt on, muscular and handsome. I couldn't ignore his nakedness, staring at his penis sheath and balls for an instant, and I blushed, and warm butterfly-tingles settled in my horse underbelly and nether-regions.

I turned quickly away, surprised and embarrassed by my reaction. But he walked right up to me beside the table.

"You must be the new recruit", he said, looking me up and down. "I'm Matt."

He held out his hand.

I folded my arms across my chest, trying to hide my hardening nipples.

"I'm John Woodsby", I replied.

"Oh", he said. "I see."

There was a moment of awkward silence.

"Well", he said, "I'll be your trainer. Archery practice starts after breakfast."

He whistled for a serving girl.

God, I wanted a shirt to wear, or something to cover my nakedness.

After we ate, he told me to follow him, and we went to an archery range. There, we shot practice arrows until lunch.

One of the first things I learned was that I had to be careful of my new boobs when using my bow: they got in the way of the bowstring when I released, painfully. But I quickly adapted.

After lunch, we took up lances and jousted at a target. Trotting made my boobs bounce and sway uncomfortably, much to Matt's amusement.

When I felt the need to pee, I asked Matt where I could go for some privacy. He just laughed, and said. "Right here in this field is fine. We're centaurs now!"

"Then at least turn your head away", I said. He laughed at that, but did anyway.

I raised my tail and let go of stream of urine, sluicing out of my bladder.

It definitely felt different to pee as a girl, especially from the body of a horse.

After that, we went back to lances.

The bell for dinner finally rang, and we went back to the lodge for more food.

After dinner, our day was over. All the people in the lodge gathered together for mead and gambling. I drank too, watching them play.

As night fell, I got pretty drunk. Finally, Matt came up to me and said "It's time to go. Let me show you where you'll be staying the night."

So I followed him to a simple wooden hut with an earthen floor covered in hay. "This is our house", he said.

"Our house?"

"Well, until you have enough rank for a place of your own, your staying with me."

Great. I shook my head. I have to sleep next to a naked centaur.

But we curled up our legs beneath us and went to sleep.

Part IV

Military training went on for two more weeks. I got fitted for a chain-mail shirt over cloth, and leather barding. It felt good to be wearing something again.

They gave me a practice sword, and I fought the peasant army quite well. Even though I was female, I was still pretty strong, due to my horse body, and I could get enough leverage to knock men down.

We also trained at kicking at targets. I couldn't believe how much damage my hooves could do when I kicked the helmet off a armored straw target. Matt saw that, and patted me on the rump. "Good kick, you'll do fine in combat."

It was little things like that - pats on the rump, the bounce and sway of my breasts as I trotted (even in armor, to some extent), and the occasional thrill I got in my underbelly watching Matt, that constantly reminded me I was female.

But he was an excellent teacher, and I actually found myself starting to like him.

Then one night after supper, when we where both drunk, and we where both laughing and joking about the army as we came home, and he learned over, put his right arm around my torso, and kissed me....

I "Mmph'ed" in surprise as he put his tongue in my mouth and rubbed his equine body against mine.

Then he put his left hand under under my right breast and hefted it, caressing the bottom of my tit.

Warm butterfly-tingles poured through my underbelly and into my nether-regions, and my breasts grew warm, my nipples coming erect.

He broke off the kiss, stood in front of me, and looked me in the eyes.

"What did you do that for?" I asked, breathless.

"For you", he said. And he kissed me again, fondling my breasts with his hands.

I giggled, smiling as I tried to take his hands away from my breasts, but he brushed my hands aside and kept playing with my tits. He kissed me again, and warmth flooded through my whole body, settling in my nether-regions. Even my mare's teats grew warm, and my nipples came erect down there....

A shiver went through me, settling in my womb. "S-stop", I stuttered, confused by the sensations I was feeling when he pulled away from his kiss.

We looked into each others eyes for a moment, and suddenly, I didn't want him to stop.

Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was the warm butterfly-tingles in my underbelly, but now I started returning his affections.

Then he started kissing me lower and lower, down my neck, onto my chest, and then on my nipples, which by now had become rock hard. Then he started to lick my tits and suck my nipples, which just drove me absolutely crazy: each draw of his mouth sent a little electric charge straight to my pussy. I stomped my hooves and moaned.

We made out for about five minutes, kissing each other and having my breasts fondled, licked, and sucked, when suddenly he stopped.

"What's wrong", I asked breathlessly.

"Nothing", he replied, moving beside me and rubbing his equine body against mine. I turned my head to look back at him, and he patted me on the rump.

Then he reached down beneath my tail with one hand and began to gently rub my pussy. There was a moment of shock, and then I moaned, "Ohh...", as I felt myself grow wet. It felt just like having a girl rub your dick, only ten times better, and I was getting it as the girl! But my male mind rebelled, and I was about to tell him to stop, when he parted my pussy lips with his hand, found my clitoris, and began to rub it gently with his wettened fingers. Bright bolts of pleasure flew straight to my brain, and I started to gasp. My vagina grew warm.

God it felt good.

I closed my eyes and starting panting in pleasure, playing with my tits and nipples. Screw my male mind, I thought, I didn't want him to stop.

Then he stopped. I stood there, eyes closed, as the sensations drained out me. I could hear him clopping around behind me.

I turned my torso and neck back to look at him, and at the same time he mounted me! He put his horse fore-legs around my middle, and climbed up on my back!

"Matt?!", I exclaimed, and then I felt something big and stiff poke me in the pussy, and by the time I realized what it was, the tip of his dick was over the hole of my vagina.

He made a single thrust with his hips, and about a foot of horse dong slid into me, up my vagina, parting my wet flesh with electrical pleasure. My eyes opened wide, and I cried out in shock and pleasure as I was penetrated.

Then he walked his hips up to mine, arching his horses back, and pushed another two feet of his penis into me. His dong was huge and warm inside me, filling me....

"Oh God!", I shouted, and then he was thrusting.

"Oh... oh... oh... ah...", I managed, and then I was stomping my hooves and moaning as he fucked me.

He was sliding his giant three foot long horse cock back and forth inside me and I curled my hands into fists, closed my eyes, and took it. Pleasure poured out of my pussy in waves....

Oh God he was_fucking_ me!

Then I felt his hands on my tits, lifting and caressing. He kissed me on the back of the neck.

I couldn't believe I was getting it as a girl! I wanted him to stop, to escape, but I also wanted it to continue as the pleasure in my pussy started to become unbearable.

"S-stop f-fucking me, p-please....", I begged, his cock sliding back and forth in my vagina.

Then I _came._My vagina spasmed and warm pleasure flooded my body. I felt like I was floating, I saw bright flashes of light in my skull behind my eyes, and I couldn't feel my hooves or tail-tip.

I cried out in ecstasy. My orgasm must have lasted ten or fifteen seconds. And as I slowly fell back to Earth, he was still fucking me and fondling my tits - only now it felt like his penis was just inside me, not giving me any pleasure. It just felt weird to have a guys dong in me, especially a horse dong. Especially one that long....

I tried to catch my breath, and the pleasure of fucking started to return.

God, I just didn't know what to do....

Then suddenly, he stopped thrusting and pushed his penis all the way up into me, as far as he could, the tip touching the opening to my womb. Then I felt his penis grow warmer and even more engorged, and he came.

Warm sperm filled the top of my vagina as his penis pulsed inside me.

Then he relaxed atop me, still fondling my breasts, and kissed the back of my neck again.

"Was that good for you?", he asked.

I didn't know what to think. It was the most erotic thing that had ever happened to me, but he had just cum in me! I could be pregnant!

So I just closed my eyes, and nodded my head.

"Good", he said, kissing me on the back of the neck one more time. Then he dismounted me, sliding his huge cock out me with a wet sound.

I felt empty without him in me.

He laid down, curling his legs beneath him.

"Come here, and lay down with me."

I did so.

And we leaned against each other and slept together.

Part V

I awoke the next morning to gentle nudging and Matt kissing me awake.

"Wake up, sleepy", he said. "It's time for breakfast."

I shook my head. God, was I hung-over.

Then I remembered last night.

"Oh my God, you fucked me!", I said, looking him in the eyes.

He kissed me on the lips. "And it was good", he said.

He got up in front of me, and beckoned me to get up. I did.

"Breakfast waits for no-one", he said, and began walking out the door.

I followed him. "Wait!", I said, "about last night...."

But he had already started trotting towards the lodge. I followed him at a trot, breasts bouncing and swaying.

Inside was the usual assortment of people from all races and species, including the pregnant talking dire wolves. Now I knew how they'd gotten that way....

Matt was already being served, and so I walked up beside him. He smiled at me, and rubbed his equine body against mine. He hit me on the rump with his tail.

"You bastard", I told him. "You took advantage of me!"

"Look, we both wanted it", he replied.

"No, I didn't!", I shouted back.

"Well, it sure felt that way to me", he said. And he patted me on the back.

I sighed. I felt used, in exactly the same way some of the young farm women I had used must have felt.

I glared at him. A servant girl came up, and brought me breakfast.

We ate in silence, and then it was off to archery practice.

We practiced, went to lunch, did our jousting, then our sword fighting, and finally we went to the lodge for dinner.

This time, I was careful not to get drunk.

"Are you still mad at me?", he asked.

"Yes", I replied, and that's all we said to each other all night.

I left early, and fell asleep before Matt got home.

Part VI

Weeks passed as we trained. I was careful never to get too drunk around Matt, after that night, and I relationship stayed student and teacher. He tried to apologize to me one day, and I just glared at him, and told him to shut up.

Still, just looking at his handsome, naked body at times gave me thrills, and sometimes I found myself remembering our night together fondly. I guessed my centauride hormones where making me want him, and so I tried my best to ignore them.

At the lodge, the pregnant talking dire wolves had all had their pups, which played at their mothers feet as we ate. Kind of cute, really.

Then came the day that Matt said was the end of training. After that we would meet our team, and go on a mission.

I felt ready, and more than a match for any foot-soldiers.

And so we where introduced to Sam and Chet. Both where brown-haired centaurs, like Matt and I, but Chet had been born a centaur, unlike Sam, who was a transformed soldier like me.

Together, we where to make a scout force and a fighting team, and take our orders on the battlefield from one Capt. Robson.

We went to see the captain, and where assigned to a platoon of human and dwarven foot-men, elven archers, and dire wolves. We where the only cavalry, except for the captain on his war-horse.

All day long we practices close order drills, marching and loosing arrows, charging targets with lances, etc..., all on command.

The formation drilling went on for weeks, occasionally interrupted by mock battles with practice weapons. And we got really good at what we did.

After drills, we would go the lodge and eat, drink, and gamble. I got to know the members of my platoon pretty well. All the dire wolves had been born dire wolves, except their leader, a guy named Jason who was also a transformed soldier.

Then came the day that we got our orders to go on our first mission: we where to scout-out the positions of an orc army that had moved through the mountain passes.

So we assembled in the morning, drew our weapons, armor, and gear, and set out.

Part VII

We traveled for a week along a stone road heading east towards the mountains. We stopped at a small stone fort to re-provision, and then set out overland, as the forest thinned and the terrain became hillier.

The dire wolves broke from our unit, and scouted ahead. We traveled for another week until a wolf-howl alerted us to the presence of orc forces. Shortly afterward, a dire wolf returned to the platoon with word of an orc company, headed in our direction.

Captain Robson decided that we should avoid contact with it, and try to get in further. But that night, a dire wolf came back with a report that they where getting closer, and that the force had orc shamans in it, who where probably scrying on us.

We had no mage of our own to block their magics, so Robson decided to fall back to the fort, and we would make our stand there.

But the orc company was faster overland than our dwarven footmen could manage. Us centaurs gave them rides in shift, trying to keep the platoon together, but it was clear we wouldn't make the fort in time.

So Robson decided to climb a hill, and set up a defensive position. We took the very top, and began building an impromptu wall with spikes projecting from it.

The dire wolves told there where over a hundred orcs, mostly foot-men, but with some archers. We where outnumbered three-to-one.

It was mid-afternoon the next day when the orc force arrived. They tried surrounding our hill, and we centaurs let them have it with our longer-ranged, massive centaur bows, killing at least a dozen even at long range.

It was my first taste of battle. Matt and I paced the rightward pincher, while Chet and Sam attacked the left. We loosed arrows for an hour. I shot several orcs myself.

But finally they had us surrounded. There was a blast from their war-horns, and they began to march up the hill. We centaurs fired into them, killing more now that they where out in the open, and soon they came into range of our elven archers.

They continued to march up the hill, leaving a trail of bodies, until their own archers got into range, formed up, and began to return arrows. Robson told us to ignore the archers and concentrate on the advancing footmen, so we did.

Then their footmen reached our footmen, and the melee began. I could shoot over the heads of the dwarves and humans, and killed quite a few orcs that way, standing right behind the front lines.

My horse body took a few arrows, mostly spent from their long trip uphill, and I was able to them out without loosing to much blood.

Then the orcs broke our line, and a mass of them overwhelmed Chet. I watched as he took an axe to the face, and then was surrounded and hacked to death with orc scimitars.

I put up my bow and drew my sword, wading into the fight, chopping and kicking and sometimes taking a blow on my chain-mail or barding. I saw Sam get overwhelmed and taken down.

Then came my turn to be surrounded. I fought and kicked, taking blow after blow, until Matt came to my assistance, charging into them and scattering them. He almost certainly saved my life.

Now the battle was a confused melee with no lines, everyone for themselves, and the orc archers had stopped loosing arrows and drawn their swords, advancing up the hill again.

With a shouted order from the captain, the dire wolves charged them.

I raced around the combatants, hooves pounding, heart racing, cutting orcs down in isolation. In the middle of battle, I saw Robson taking on the orc chieftain, and defeating him.

That seemed to break the orcs morale: when they saw their leader fall, they turned and fled. Those of who could followed them, and Matt and I fired arrows into their backs, along with the few remaining elves and dire wolves.

We chased them off the hill and into the woods.

Part VIII

We regrouped on the hill that evening, counting our losses. We where all wounded - I had taken maybe half a dozen arrows, as had Matt, and we where both pretty beat up under our armor.

Half the platoon was dead.

The dwarves congratulated each other on a brave fight, but the rest of us weren't so enthusiastic. Robson ordered us to fall back to the fort, and we made temporary litters out of cloth and wood for the wounded, hauling them back behind us.

We arrived at the fort in a couple of days, and had our wounds more professionally cleaned and bandaged. Robson told us that those of us who could still travel would head back for the castle.

We where mostly silent on the week long journey back. I wanted to thank Matt for saving my life, but the opportunity never seemed to come up. We all had our own thoughts to deal with after the carnage we had just been through.

And it seemed that every night, as I slept, I re-lived the battle in my dreams.

Finally, we arrived back at the castle. We turned in our armor and weapons, and went to the lodge to eat and get riotously drunk. We gambled, but only the dwarves talked about the battle.

Finally, Matt and I took some jugs of ale back to his hut.

There, we finally opened up and talked about the battle to each other: how there had been no time for fear, the viscousness of it all....

In the middle of the conversation, he said: "Is there something your not telling me?"

I thought for a moment, drunk. "Yeah", I replied, "thank you for saving my life". And I kissed him, because for some stupid reason I wanted to reward him for saving me from the orcs....

He kissed me back, long and leisurely, and I felt my breasts grow warm, and my mare teats as well. Tingles settled between my hind legs. And we started making out.

He cupped my breasts, lifting them and caressing them as we kissed, and my nipples came erect, both on my breasts and my mare teats. I could feel my vagina grow warm and tingly inside me. I had forgotten how good it felt to make out....

"This is for standing beside me in battle", he said, putting his head to my chest and taking my right nipple in his mouth. He sucked, and a jolt of electric pleasure flew through me straight to my pussy. I stomped my hooves and swished my tail at the sensation. God, having my tit sucked just turned me on!

"And this is for saving my life", I told him, rubbing and caressing his torso as we kissed passionately.

Then he walked past me, rubbing his horse's body against mine. I rubbed back, drunk and horny now.

He reached beneath my tail, and began to stroke my pussy. Warm tingles flooded through my body. My male mind rebelled: Don't let him do it!, I thought. But another part of me was lost in the sensation, and wanted to give him something back for saving my life. So I decided to return the favor, reaching down beneath his under-belly for his horse's sheath, and caressing it.

He returned the favor, gently rubbing my pussy lips. "Oohhh...", I breathed as I felt my pussy grow wet. Then he spread my pussy lips with his hand, and began to rub my clitoris. I yelped as bright bolts of pleasure flew straight to my brain, and soon I was panting in pleasure, my heart racing....

Beneath my right hand, I could see and feel his horses' cock growing out of it's sheath. It was massive, sticking out about two feet, and by instinct I started caressing it. I wanted that cock in me, to submit to him, to make love like last time....

You can't let him fuck you!, my male mind protested, stop it now!

But my whole body wanted it, and besides, I owed him at least this once....

So I let go of his cock, took a few steps forward, and swished my tail to the side. I craned my torso and head to look back at him: his handsome, muscular body, his huge balls and erection, and tingles ran through me....

"Mount me", I told him.

He took a few steps back, then reared, planting his hooves on my hips. I watched as he guided his massive erection to my pussy, then I felt the tip of his dick part my pussy lips, and tingles spread from my pussy though my vagina and into my womb. Then he found the entrance to my vagina, and walked his hips up to mine, pushing all three feet of his huge horse cock up my vagina, sliding apart my slick wet flesh with an electric tingling sensation that spread throughout my entire body.

I gasped. His penis felt so huge inside me, filling me, running up beneath my belly, his tip at the entrance to my womb.

I spread my rear legs a little more, curled my hands into fists, and stomped my front hooves at the sensation of having that huge cock in me.

Matt reared back and retracted his horse cock about two feet and then suddenly thrust it back in again, and I cried out as I felt it slide its way first nearly out of me, then back in through my vagina below my belly, and I felt his balls slap against my cunt.

"Unnnngh, shit that felt good!" he said as he begin a rhythmic thrusting.

I managed to get out "oh, oh, oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, OH, OH, OH!" as I felt Matt's huge stallion cock sliding back forth inside my body, sending waves of pleasure spreading out from my vagina.

Oh God, he's fucking me!, I thought, and then he was thrusting in earnest.

I shook my head, tossing my hair, flicking my tail and stomping my hooves. I started to moan. It was just too much....

Pleasure poured through me as Matt fucked me. "Oh Matt!", I cried out, as my savior and mentor rode me.

"Oh yeah, John!" Matt said fucking me more.

The pleasure grew in my vagina until it seems like it must explode, and I came.

My vagina spasmed around Matt's cock as pure pleasure filled my body, spreading from my vagina. And suddenly it felt like I was floating, and I couldn't feel my hooves on the ground or my tail. I saw stars and white light. I just stood there, moaning to the sensation as he rode me.

Then slowly, I started to return to Earth, my orgasm ending. But Matt was still fucking me.

"Oh God, Matt, I just came!", I announced.

Now it just felt weird to have his cock inside me, not erotic at all. It was just in there, a long heavy hard warm bar.

I started to play with my warm tits and erect nipples, as slowly, the pleasure started to return.

"Oh God, yes!", I cried out as Matt continued to fuck me, the waves of pleasure from my pussy returning.

"Mmmm, I know women can have, ungh... multiple orgasms, oooooh! Do you think, nnnnnnnngh... centaur's can also???" Matt asked as he continued fucking me hard, getting into a good rhythm again.

My whole body felt warm now, but especially his breasts and mares teats, with their rock-hard nipples, and my vagina.

"I-if y-you can h-hold out t-that long", I panted as Matt fucked me.

"I.....I hope I can! It's starting to feel pretty intense... and it feels like I've been sitting on a big load for a while, so I'm gonna cum like crazy! T-try to....oooooh....hurry up!" he said earnestly.

Oh God, I thought, he's going to try to make me cum again!

Minutes passed as Matt fucked me, building the pleasure in my vagina. I began to moan and stomp my hooves and my female brain began to have a pleasant daydream about centaur foals, in which I'm nursing one. Then the sensation reached it's peak, and my pussy spasmed, and I came again, warm pleasure filling my body as I floated away. I shut my eyes and cried out, seeing stars and white light again as I had my second orgasm.

My female brain made me imagine myself as a pregnant centaur mare nursing a foal, and I moaned again as Matt continue to fuck me through my orgasm.

That's when I realized my womb felt empty, and I ached to have it filled. My female body wanted to get pregnant.

Suddenly, Matt thrust into me hard, grunting and shouting as he slapped into my body. "Unnngh, I c-can't hold it a-anymore! I'm gonna burst! Uuuuuuuungh!" Then he buried himself inside of me to the hilt. "Oooooooooh fuck yesss!!!" he cried as he came deep into me.

I gasped as I felt Matt's warm sperm spill into my insides in spurts, and Matt's dick pulsed inside me. It seems to take forever, and when he was done, I was sure he'd left a quart of cum in my belly.

We stood there, linked for a moment while we caught our breathes in the warm afterglow of sex. I could feel his penis shrinking inside me, and finally he dismounted me, pulling it out with a wet sound, leaving me feeling empty....

Then he trotted up beside me, put his arm around my waist, and kissed me on the cheek. "Oh God, that was good", he said. I nodded my head in stunned agreement. I had cum twice!

I put an arm around him, and kissed him back. I couldn't believe what he had just done to me: it was the most erotic experience of my life, the best sex I had ever had....

There was only one problem: I was the female. And with that, my male mind scolded me: you stupid fool, do you want to get pregnant?

I looked down and stomped my hooves, tossing my hair and tail. The last thing I wanted was a baby, but once or twice couldn't hurt, could it?

"Are you OK", he asked, brushing my cheek with his hand.

"Yeah", I breathed, "everything is just fine."

And so we went back to our jugs of ale, and eventually laid down and slept beside each other.

Part IX

That night, I had the first decent, dream-less sleep I had had in weeks. No more nightmares about the battle.

The next morning I awoke to Matt kissing me awake. He hit me on the rump with his tail. "Wake up, sleepy", he told me.

I groaned. I was hung-over again. And then I thought about last night.

Oh God, I thought, I let him fuck me again!

I mentally kicked myself for getting that drunk again, and letting myself get laid. Then Matt got up beside me, yawned and stretched. And again I was struck by how magnificent his male body was, how handsome and muscular, and tingles ran through me as my gaze settled on his dick and balls.

I shook my head at my female reaction, making my hair fly. You're not a girl, my male mind said: You're a guy in a female centaurs' body.

Feeling slightly embarrassed and ashamed, I got to all fours and slowly stood up. My tits bounced and swayed as I shook my whole body, and I stretched.

Matt watched me with a lustful gleam in his eye.

Then he took my hand in his. "Let's go get something to eat."

So I let him lead me out of his hut to the lodge. But the whole time I was thinking of last night: I had really let things go too far. And now Matt was treating me like his girlfriend.

Inside we had breakfast and grog, which helped clear my head. Then we went to the armory and drew practice weapons and armor. We went to sword practice for a few hours, came back for lunch, then went off to archery practice. Matt complimented me on how much my archery had improved.

Finally, the dinner bell rang, and we went back to the armory to drop off our gear, then to the lodge. We ate, drank, and gambled, and finally I was slightly drunk and decided I'd had enough. So I left the lodge and headed back to the hut.

Matt caught up with me half way there. He trotted up beside me and asked: "Why are you leaving so early?"

"I just don't want to get drunk tonight", I told him.

He put his hand on my shoulder. "Why not?", he asked.

I sighed, and pushed his hand off me.

"Look, I'm not your girlfriend", I told him.

"Then what was last night?", he asked me, looking hurt.

"I... I just wanted to thank you for saving my life", I told him, eyes downcast.

"So that was it? That was the reason?", he asked, now slightly angry.

I sighed. "Look", I said, "I don't love you, and I don't want to have a baby with you!"

He looked away for a moment, then he laughed and looked back at me. "You don't have to worry about getting pregnant", he said. "It won't be until spring that your horse half goes into heat."

Then he put his hand back on my shoulder.

My jaw dropped. I go into heat?!, I thought. I was dumbstruck. I stared at him for a few moments.

"If that's your worry, we can have all the sex we want up until then", he continued.

I looked past him to the autumn leaves the trees where shedding. Spring was about six months away. Oh my God, I thought, what am I going to do?

He put his arm around my waist. "And I really do like you", he said, and kissed me on the cheek.

I pushed him away. "Just leave me alone!", I shouted at him, and stalked off to the hut. He watched me go, then turned around and headed back to the lodge.

Inside, I folded my legs up underneath me and laid down. I started to think. It was one thing to know I couldn't get pregnant until the spring, another thing to know I would go into heat.

I felt like crying.

I wondered what it would be like, and if I could resist it, or if I would just rut uncontrollably like an animal....

I decided I would ask one of the female dire wolves. But last summer, every one of them I had seen had been pregnant. I shuddered. Would that happen to me, too? I hoped not. I couldn't even imagine myself having a centaur foal: after all, I was a guy!

And that made me wonder what Matt saw in me. He knew the truth, but he said he liked me anyway. And in truth, I kind of liked him, even though he had taken advantage of me once, but he had also saved my life.

And I thought about making love to him. God, it had been spectacular, the best sex of my life. Just looking at him sometimes made me horny, and being mounted and fucked as a female centaur was just incredible! And now I knew I could have it anytime I wanted, until spring came at least....

Maybe, I thought, I should just let him do it to me, but my male mind rebelled, reminding me that I was in fact not a female centaur but a man. But was I, really? I mean, I had really enjoyed making love to him, and if I could do it as often as I wanted....

But I didn't want our relationship to go any further. After all, I was a guy, not a girl, and when spring came, I was sure I could fight him off.

Finally, I laid my head down on the straw and went to sleep. I dreamed of army life and the battle again.

Part X

The next day, there came a knock on the door, waking us up. Matt got up and answered it. It was Captain Robson.

"Congratulations Matt", he said, "You've been promoted to Sargent."

"That's great!", said Matt, shaking his hand.

"After breakfast, I want the two of you to report to third company. Matt, you'll be leading a centaur squad", said Robson.

So we went to the lodge for breakfast and ate. I asked Matt what the promotion would mean.

"Probably more fighting", was his reply. He didn't seem too happy now....

After breakfast we drew our weapons and armor and reported for duty. We found third company, and joined a squad of eight other centaurs, one of whom was female, like me. She looked young, with blond hair, blue eyes, and an off-white coat and tail.

We practiced charging in formation with lances all morning, then broke for lunch. I decided to join the female centaur and talk to her.

"Hi, I'm John Woodsby", I told her, putting out my hand.

"Oh", she replied. "You must have been transformed by the wizard."

I sighed. "Yeah, I used to be a guy."

She smiled. "I'm Elysia. Pleased to meet you."

So we struck up a conversation. She had been born a centaur, and had never been in battle before. I told her about my one combat experience, and she was pretty shocked that half our unit had been wiped out.

Finally, I got around to asking her the big question I had been wondering about: "Have you ever been in heat?"

She smiled at that. "Yes, I have. But I wouldn't let the guys touch me. And they couldn't tell, because they can't smell it like horses can."

"So... what's it like?"

"Oh, you just get really, really horny for a few hours, and all you can think of is having a foal."

"I... see. So how come we're the only two girls in the squad?", I asked.

"Most of the females are pregnant or nursing, so they don't have to fight", she replied.

I stopped and thought about that for a second: having a foal could get me out of the army?

Then one of the male centaurs approached, putting an arm around her waist and kissing her. "This is Marcus", she said, looking at me. "He's my boyfriend."

"Pleased to meet you", said Marcus, putting out his hand. I shook it. "I'm John. John Woodsby."

He smiled at me. "Another of the wizards changelings, then?"

"Yeah", I replied, scraping the earth with a hoof.

"That must be... different", he said. Then he led Elysia away. I watched as they went off to a corner of the lodge and started making out. It made me feel... jealous?

Then one of the male centaurs approached the table and took Elysia's spot beside me. "I'm Frank", he said, putting out his hand.

"John", I replied, shaking it.

"Oh", he said, looking me up and down. "So... are you taken?"

I stared at him. Being a female centaur was getting tiring, fast. "Yes", I replied.

"Too bad", he said. "All the fine fillies are taken."

I blushed.

We ate in silence, then went back to weapons practice.

Evening came, and we turned in our weapons and armor and met at the lodge to eat, drink, and gamble. Almost every one of the male centaurs introduced himself to me, and when I told them my name, the reaction I got varied from surprise, to amusement, to curiosity, to a quick "Oh, I see. Bye then."

But still, a few of them offered to take me home to their place. I politely refused.

After putting up with their attention, I returned to the cabin with a jug of ale and some bread: I wanted some alone time. Inside, I paced the cabin, slightly drunk, and thought about my situation. Being a female centaur in the army wasn't fun, but it was better than being a dead soldier, which is what I would have been if I hadn't been transformed.

Then I thought about Matt. I thought of last night, and the fun we had had making love. He had told me he liked me. He wanted me to be his girlfriend. I shook my head. I couldn't even imagine myself in a relationship with him, even _if_my female body was attracted to him. On the other hand, Elysia had said I could hide my heat when my time came in the spring, like she had done, and that was great news - until then, I could have all the sex I wanted, which sounded pretty awesome, even if my male mind complained.

I scraped my hoof through the hay on the floor. Maybe it was the alcohol, but I just couldn't get Matt out of my mind. Sex with him had been the most erotic thing I had ever experienced, and part of me wanted to do it again. Still, my male mind kept reminding me that I was a guy on the inside. But did that really matter anymore? Now, I was a female centaur, and for the rest of my life, however short that might be. Maybe I should just give in and act like one.

Finally, unable to come to any conclusions, I folded my legs beneath me and went to sleep. But all I had was nightmares of battle.

Part XI

Days turned into weeks as we practiced, and autumn started coming to an end. Elysia and I became good friends. In the field, I could almost match the guys at swordplay, despite not having their muscles, but at lances and archery I was their equal. And that gave me hope for survival.

Still, I had to put up with them hitting on me every so often, so I finally started telling them that I was with Matt to make them stop.

A few days later, as I was leaving the lodge, Matt caught up to me and brought it up.

"The other centaurs say your my girlfriend. Why did you tell them that?", he asked.

"So they would stop hitting on me", I replied.

"Oh, so I'm your excuse?", he shot back. He seemed slightly angry.

I looked down. What was I going to tell him? I felt ashamed: my lies had caused him trouble, and it was all my fault. Then I got a bright idea, and put my hand in his as we walked towards the cabin.

What are you doing?!, said my male mind. But I ignored it.

He was looking at me as we walked. "Well?", he said.

I sighed. If I had sex with him again, maybe I could convince him to stop the others from harassing me. And besides, it would be fun! I shivered as I thought about the last time....

I leaned towards him and kissed him as we walked inside.

"Maybe we should be... more than just friends", I managed.

He kissed me back. "OK", he said.

We faced each other. He leaned forward, put his lips to mine, and slid his tongue into my mouth. I "Mmphed!" in surprise, and he put his hands under my breasts and lifted them.

"Mmmm...", I moaned, and my breasts grew warm as my nipples started to come erect. I stomped my hooves and swished my tail in expectation. I am so going to get it again, I thought, ignoring the feeble protests of my male mind.

Then he leaned forward and put his mouth to my right nipple and sucked! A bright bolt of sensation flew straight to my pussy. "Oh!", I cried out in delight and surprise, and he sucked more, harder, just driving me crazy. It felt like an electric cable connected my tit to my pussy.

He started caressing my left tit with his hand while he sucked my right nipple, and warm butter-fly tingles flowed through my body, settling in my underbelly. I felt my vagina and mare's teats grow warm, my second pair of nipples coming erect as well - they felt like stiff little fingertips poking out into the cold night air.

I caressed his head with my hands and moaned as he sucked my tit. We made out like that for a few minutes more....

Then I was vaguely aware that I could feel wetness between my hind legs. I realized then that I needed him in me. I wanted to do it again. "Just mount me...", I breathed, running my fingers through his hair.

He stopped sucking my tit and looked me in the eyes. "OK", he responded. Then he moved by my side, rubbing his warm horse body against mine. He walked behind me.

I craned my head and torso back to look back at him. I saw that his cock was hanging about two feet out of his sheath, and I shivered, warm tingles running through me. I spread my hind legs a little wider apart: I really wanted it....

"Make me cum twice, like last time...", I breathed.

"I'll try", he replied.

Then he reared up, rampant, and put his fore-hooves on my rump. I swished my tail aside, watching as he guided his stiff member to my pussy. Here it comes again!, I thought, while my male mind urged me to stop. You don't know what your getting into!, my male self reminded me, but by now I was too horny to care.

I felt the tip of his penis part my pussy lips, sending tingles through me, and then it was against the opening of my vagina. I made a little whining sound, and he walked his hips forward, parting my wet flesh electrically and sending a wave of pleasure rolling through me as he slowly slid his thick, massive horse cock into me until his hips where against mine, his balls against my cunt.

I cried out at the sensation, and he leaned forward, putting his arms around my chest to cup my breasts.

His penis felt so huge and long inside me, warm and hard, filling my mare vagina. His tip was deep under my belly, near my womb. His weight was heavy on my back, and I could feel his warm breath on my neck.

Then he started thrusting. I moaned as I felt his massive cock sliding back and forth inside me, each thrust sending a wave of pleasure through me from my vagina. Oh God, I'm getting it again!, I thought, my excitement blanking out the objections of my male mind.

He started playing with my warm tits as he fucked me, fondling and caressing them, rubbing my erect nipples, and my hands flew to my breasts to join his. I shut my eyes, stomping my hooves and moaning to each thrust, feeling his massive balls bouncing against my cunt with every push.

"Oh... fuck... me...", I breathed, and he did, picking up the pace and getting a good motion going, making me pant and wail in pleasure. God it felt good to get fucked....

And my male mind tried to remind me that I wasn't a female centaur at all, but I pushed the thought away. I didn't care what I was anymore, it felt so good to have sex with him....

In a few minutes, a warm knot of pleasure began to build in my vagina, becoming unbearable. I dug my hooves into the earth and just took it, crying out as he humped me. I knew I was about to come, and then it happened: my pussy spasmed around his dick, and a warm explosion of pleasure rolled through me, making me feel like I was floating. I star stars and white light behind my eyes again as my orgasm shook me, and I cried out "Yes!" as I came, curling my hands into fists and digging my hooves into the earth.

Finally, I came back down to Earth as the sensation of the orgasm drained away. For a moment, the pleasurable sensation of sex was almost gone, and I just stood there, trying to catch my breath, thinking about what I was doing and wondering if it was right. But the feeling of his long, massive horse cock sliding back and forth inside me soon had me gasping and panting again, and pretty soon I was whining and moaning and rubbing my warm tits again.

He put his mouth to my ear and whispered "Let's... try... for... another...", and I nodded my head. "Oh... Matt... fuck...", was all I could manage.

And he continued humping me, playing with my tits and nipples, his huge horse cock sliding back and forth inside me, making pleasure pour through me. The feeling of Matt fucking me was the most erotic thing that had ever happened to me, and I couldn't get enough....

He continued to ride me, and I moaned and panted and called his name as he fucked me, pleasure building in my vagina again to an irresistible level until I realized that I was the verge of a second orgasm. And then I came again, having my second orgasm in a warm explosion of pleasure and light that seemed to go on and on....

Then I was just trying to catch my breath as the sensation faded, and suddenly I didn't care if I had been a man, I was a female centaur now, and being a female centaur was wonderful....

Matt fucked me for another minute or so, then suddenly I heard his voice beside my ear saying "Oh... God... John... I'm... going... to... CUM!", and then he pushed his stallion cock as far as could into me, the tip of his penis pressed against the opening to my womb, and I felt his cock suddenly grow even warmer and more engorged, and then begin to pulse rhythmically as he shot what felt like a quart of warm wet cum into the top of vagina.

Then we just stood there, catching our breathes, his cock huge inside me, and he leaned forward and whispered "I love you, John", into my ear.

I stood there, shocked. He loved_me?! Oh God, what had I just done?! I shook my head in confusion: how could I respond to _that?

Then he was just resting atop me, and I could feel his cock growing flaccid and shrinking inside me in the warm afterglow of sex. And then he dismounted me, pulling out with a wet sound, and he patted me on the rump.

"How was that, John?", he asked.

"Wonderful", I breathed in reply, and he walked up beside me, rubbed his warm horse body against mine, and put his arm around my waist, taking my hand in his free hand.

"Boyfriend and girlfriend?", he asked.

I felt a moment of panic, wondering what I should say back, then I knew: I nodded and squeezed his hand. "Boyfriend and girlfriend", I replied.

"Lay down with me", he said, folding his legs under him. So I did too, and I leaned into him, and we slept. And for the first night in a long time I had no nightmares.

Part XII

Matt woke me up the next morning with a kiss. "Come on, let's go to breakfast", he told me.

I looked up at him, remembering last night. Warmth spread through me as I gazed at his naked centaur body - his manly, muscular chest, his handsome, rugged features, his massive horses lower half, and I couldn't stop my eyes from falling on his cock and balls. A shiver ran through me as I remembered what he had done to me. I tried to look away as he put an arm around my shoulders and hugged me. He had told me he loved me....

I still didn't know what to think about us. Yes, I was physically attracted to him: he was a superb example of a centaur male. And my commander. But, as my male mind reminded me, I wasn't really female.

He watched me as I got up, yawned, and stretched. Then we trotted down to the lodge. As we got there, he took my hand in his, and we held hands as we walked in.

He stood close beside me as we ate, his warm body a comfortable presence against mine in a cold, cruel world. At least the other centaurs where leaving me alone.

We practiced formation fighting as a group that morning, charging targets with lances in a line-abreast formation, Matt commanding us. Then we broke for lunch.

Elysia came up to us during lunch, standing beside me, Marcus at her side. "So you two really are an item?", she asked.

"Yes", I sighed, telling a lie that was feeling less and less like a lie. "Boyfriend and girlfriend."

"I'm so happy for you!", she replied, patting me on the back. Then she turned and kissed Marcus. Marcus kissed her back.

I blushed, watching them. Then Matt put his arm around my waist and kissed me on the cheek.

My heart raced. I didn't know to react at first, but finally decided to play the game: I kissed him back.

That's when I noticed that the other centaurs where looking at us. Screw them, I thought, and kissed him again. He whacked me on the butt with his tail, and rubbed against me.

Then Captain Robson came into the lodge, and ordered us all out into formation to begin the afternoon drills.

We practiced sword fighting that afternoon, then finally turned in our weapons and armor and broke for dinner at the lodge. We had a good meal, drank some ale, did some gambling, and finally I decided I was done for the evening and starting walking off.

Matt saw me leaving, and caught up to me, a jug of ale in his hand. We headed back to the cabin together. When we got there, he put the jug down and walked up to me.

"Let's make out", he suggested, a smile on his face. Then he kissed me. Slightly drunk, I felt my attraction to him come to the surface as my nipples grew hard, and I smiled back at him and brushed his hair back my hand, wondering how I should respond. He probably wanted to do it again, I realized, and I shivered as I remembered last night. So I kissed him back. Why not? After all, it's not like I could get pregnant or anything....

So we started kissing, and he started fondling my breasts, eventually sucking my nipples as I rubbed his back and chest. In a few minutes, I grew wet between my hind legs and my whole body was warm and tingly. I realized then that I needed him in me again, that I wanted to submit to him, to be penetrated again and fucked by him, so I broke away from his affections and turned my backside to him. I looked back over my shoulder at him, and gestured "come here" to him as I spread my legs.

He mounted me, slid his massive cock into me, and we fucked. He made me orgasm, crying out his name, and he told me he loved me as he came. It was wonderful....

Then, in the warm afterglow of sex, we laid down beside each other and slept. This time, instead of dreaming of battle, I dreamed of Matt.

Part XIII

Weeks passed as autumn turned to winter, and the first snows fell. Practice was held only on days when the sun shown, and other than that, we where confined to the cabin and the lodge. So Matt and I spent our spare time getting drunk and making love.

At first I had played the game of being his girlfriend, mostly for the other centaurs, but now I was really starting to like him. He treated me very well, and the sex was awesome. Slowly, my dreams of combat began to fade, being replaced by dreams of Matt: running together in the fields, or making love, or practicing at arms.

And I wondered if I was actually falling for him.

My female centaur body just couldn't get enough of him, even though my male mind still sometimes complained: how can you fall in love with him!? You're a man!, it would say, and I would smile and ignore it. Sure, I had been a man, but I was a girl centaur now, and I had needs, and Matt could fulfill them....

And, I realized, I was no longer alone in this world.

Then one day, as a snow-storm raged outside, he came up to me and presented me with a gold ring inset with a ruby. I gasped as I looked at it: it looked expensive. "For me?", I asked.

"Who else?", was his reply. Then he slid it on my finger. I stomped my hooves, swishing my tail as he kissed me. "I want this to be our engagement ring", he said.

Engagement?! To be married?!, I thought. I looked up at him. He smiled down at me.

I didn't know what to say. I crossed my hind legs in consternation. Matt wanted me to marry him?!

I sighed, looking away, and he kissed me on the forehead. "I love you", he told me, "and I'm going to make you my wife."

"I... I don't know about that", I replied weakly. And he kissed me again. "Give it some time", he told me.

So I did.

Part XIV

Winter passed, and spring blossomed in all it's glory. One day, Captain Robson came knocking on our door. "Campaign season is here", he told us. "Get your gear and fall in."

Matt and I exchanged glances: it was time to go to war again.

We went to the armory and drew our weapons and armor, and lined up in formation with the rest of the company.

"Listen up!", said Robson. "We are going on a recon in force, into orc territory. I don't have to tell you what that means, just know that there may be combat."

And with that, our company set out.

We traveled for about two weeks through the woods towards the mountains where the orcs laired, the dire wolves leading the way as scouts. Then finally came the day that they reported a sizable force of orcs in the region.

Matt was called away to an officers meeting, and when he got back he gave us all the news: we where to attack the orc outlying scout units.

Robson came up with a plan to lure an orc force to us, using the dire wolves and elves as bait at night, getting the orcs to follow them into an ambush in a valley that we would have surrounded on three sides.

I was nervous. I remembered the last battle I had been in, and how lethal it was, but the other centaurs didn't seem to worried. Elysia told me she was excited: this was her opportunity to fight, she told me, and she was sure she was going to come home a hero.

I could only shake my head at that.

So the dire wolves and elves ambushed an orc force at night and then withdrew into the valley as the orcs pursued them, marching right into our trap, and Robson gave the order to attack.

We picked our way through the trees until we could see the orc horde marching through an open field, and our company emerged from the woods, flanking them. Immediately, the men and dwarves formed a front line while we centaurs and the elves fell in behind them to provide archer support, and we began to rain arrows down on them.

The entire orc force turned, and charged us. I killed orc after orc with my centaur bow as they charged, heedless of casualties, across the field. Then their front line collided with ours and the real fight began.

Matt gave the order, and we put up our bows and drew our swords, stepping up into the melee. And we fought, kicking with our hooves, slashing and stabbing, and killing orcs.

Then a weird guttural chanting started to arise from the middle of the orc army, and a weird white fog appeared above us, descending. Then it fell upon us, making my skin itch and my lungs burn as I inhaled it. It was some kind of spell!

Beside me, men and dwarves where overcome with coughing, and I watched a man drop, clutching his throat. I panicked: it was magic, and I didn't know what to do!

That's when I felt Matt's hand on my arm: "Come on, we got to go!", he said, and we both turned and ran.

Behind us, the line collapsed and was overrun. We charged headlong into the woods, fleeing, and didn't stop until nightfall. Finally, we rested beside a stream, catching our breathes.

"What was that?", I asked Matt.

"I think it was a _cloudkill_spell", he replied. "I saw Robson drop. The whole company must have been wiped out."

I shook my head. That easily? It couldn't be.

Matt put his hand on my shoulder. "Let's rest. Tomorrow, we'll try to get back to the castle."

There wasn't much else to do. I couldn't believe that we had been defeated that easily, and slaughtered! I was starting to have serious second thoughts about staying in the army. I wondered if I could desert....

Over the next few days, we made our way through the woods, looking for hills and other landmarks we had passed. And something strange started to happen to me.

I started to get hot and cold flashes, and being beside Matt started to make me seriously aroused. I shrugged it off - Matt always made me aroused, but not like this. Maybe it was because he had just saved my life again, but I started to really want him again. So that night, when we took off our armor and weapons and camped all alone in the woods, I made sure to entice him into making love to me again.

Our love making made me feel much better, and I slept a dreamless sleep.

Part XV

I awoke the next morning beside Matt, wondering what the hell I was doing in the army. I had a perfectly good male centaur as a companion, and maybe we could desert and start a new life together somewhere else, far from the wizard and his wars.

Maybe, I thought, we should just start a family together and leave this whole experience behind us.

And that thought stopped me for a moment. What if we did? Could I really marry him and become a mother? It seemed ridiculous, and I laughed to myself at the thought, but part of me said that at least it would be better than the army.

I looked over at Matt's sleeping body as I got up - he looked so handsome in the pre-dawn light, a well muscled male centaur, who was in love with me - and warm tingles poured through me. I looked down at my hands, to the ring he had given me, and then I reached over and shook him awake.

He looked up at me, smiled, and got up. Then he yawned, and I watched as he stretched out his magnificent body. I couldn't help from gazing at his underbelly, his sheath and balls, and another thrill ran through me.

I kind of wanted to do it.

He kissed me. I kissed him back.

"Matt", I said, "what do you think about leaving the army?"

He looked at me. "And do what?", he replied.

"I don't know...", I said, scraping the earth with a hoof. "Anything. Anything but fight."

He put his hands on my shoulders and kissed me again. "Look, I know that must have been terrifying for you, but Pindar's castle is the only home I have."

I looked down. "We could find another country and get married", I said.

He looked deep into my eyes. "You really mean it?"

I thought about it. I was desperate - desperate not to fight in another battle, desperate not to get killed. And, I realized, I desperately loved him. Somehow, that truth had finally reached my mind.

And I desperately didn't want to be alone again. Then, another hot flash ran though my body, and all four of my nipples started to come erect in the cool spring morning air.

I kissed him, running my fingers up his chest. I brushed my head against his, and whispered in his ear: "Make love to me, Matt. I don't want to be alone anymore."

He kissed me back, and cupped my warm breasts in his hands, sending warm butterfly tingles though me that settled in my underbelly. "OK", he replied, and we started making out.

A few minutes later, he was on my back, fucking me, and we made love as the sun came up.

Afterward, we rested and ate from the rations in our packs. But my passion for him only increased as we ate, and I couldn't keep my hands or eyes off him: his body was so magnificent, so strong, so male. And I was so female, and I wanted him in me again, already.

And that's when I thought about what Elysia had said, about getting out of the army by having a foal. At this point, it didn't sound too bad as a career option, and I wondered what it would be like to be a mother, to have a foal and to nurse him, and to be married to Matt....

Then another cold flash hit me, followed by another hot flash. And I wondered if I was getting sick or something. Or something else....

Then it hit me: could my horse half be going into heat?

Well, if I was, I didn't care. A foal would get me out of the army. No more death on the battlefield, instead new life....

New life from my womb....

And a shiver ran through me. Why not? Why not have a foal with Matt, and start a new life as a married couple....

I reached over and touched Matt on the arm. I looked him coyly in the eyes. "Matt, let's do it again", I said.

"Sure", he replied, and ran his hand through my hair. Then he kissed me, and I kissed him back.

Soon, we where making out again. He cupped my warm breasts in his hands, and licked and sucked my nipples, sending electric jolts of pleasure straight to my pussy, making me wonder what it would be like to nurse a foal, to give milk....

A foal that I now realized that I wanted, with Matt.

With that thought in mind, I turned around and offered him my backside, swishing my tail aside. I giggled in expectation as he mounted me, gasping as the head of his penis spread the lips of my pussy, and he walked his hips up to mine, pushing his massive cock into my wet flesh, spreading it electrically and making me moan.

"Oh... Matt! Fuck me!", I cried, and he put his hands on my shoulders and started thrusting. I stomped my hooves, curling my hands into fists and crying out with each thrust as I felt his cock sliding back and forth inside me.

I cupped my bouncing teats in my hands, playing with my nipples, and wondered what it would be like to be pregnant.

Matt quickly brought me to a screaming orgasm, and then a few moments later, he came himself. We rested together for a short while, catching our breathes, and then he dismounted me.

His penis leaving me left an empty feeling in my vagina - I wanted him back in me. Again.

I walked up beside him, rubbed my body against his, and started kissing him again.

"Matt", I whispered, "how long until we can do it again?"

"What's gotten into you?", he asked, "You sure are insistent."

So I told him truth. "I'm in heat, Matt. And I want to have a foal with you and get married."

He looked me in the eyes. And then he smiled. "I love you", he told me, and we kissed.