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Chapter 2

It had been almost half a year since a run-in with an ancient artifact had transformed Kyra Claymere into an eight legged centaur. In the weeks following the bust of the art smuggling ring, assets were seized by authorities. Since the smugglers were in possession of the Norse artifact that had triggered the young SWAT officer's transformation, a fair portion of the assets were awarded to Kyra as compensation.

At first, she didn't want the dirty money; it wasn't as if she was left disabled after the transformation. But her team leader, Paul Springer, pointed out she was going to need money to get set up in new living accommodations. After all, Kyra couldn't camp out in the police stables forever. Her landlord was willing to let the centaur out of her lease given the extraordinary circumstances. The rest of her team had cleaned out her old place for her, something she was grateful for.

After looking around for a few weeks, she realized a regular house wasn't going to cut it for her, no matter how many square feet the houses had, they just weren't sized for someone the size of a draft horse. She started looking just outside the city and found a small farm house with a rather large barn. Over the years the previous owner had sold off portions of his land to developers until he just had a small one acre plot to himself.

Kyra was interested in the barn, not the house. She was no expert on farm buildings, but it was in good repair and sound structurally. Kyra hired a crew to convert the barn into a centaur scaled home and to just tear down the old farmhouse. Moving from a stable to a barn may not seem like much of an upgrade at first, but with the barn run for water and electricity, properly insulated and the addition of a few interior walls, it became a true home.

Adapting to her new life was much easier in a space built for Kyra. She was busy on her day off unpacking her old things and either finding a new place for them in her home, or putting them into the donation pile. She was wearing an old band t-shirt and a hoodie against the fall chill in the air, even though her home was nice and cozy. Kyra sighed a bit as she tossed another pair of shoes into the pile.

Eight damned feet, but all my shoes are worthless. She grumbled internally. I'm not the worst woman when it comes to shoes, but still.

Shoes weren't the only part of Kyra's wardrobe that was going into the donation pile. Slacks, shorts, socks, anything that she used to wear below her waist were all now useless to her. Not to mention her increased upper build made some of her tops a little too tight to wear anymore.

Finishing up with her clothes for the time being, Kyra stepped out of her bedroom into the mostly open floor plan of her converted barn. Her shod hooves clicked against the hard floor as she made her way to the fridge. Kyra stood with the door open trying to decide between sparkling water and a beer. Eventually she decided on the sparkling water. Kyra cracked the can open and sipped the cool drink as she looked around her new place. From the inside you couldn't tell it was a barn, apart from the size.

The counters and appliances were set at a height convenient for Kyra. The furniture was a mix of her old things from the apartment and some custom built solutions for her body, like a huge low to the ground couch. A large shower had been constructed in the rear that she could easily walk in and turn around while multiple shower heads could spray down her body. The converted barn suited her perfectly, and Kyra overall liked the place, it just didn't feel like home yet.

What should I do next? Unpack my movies and books maybe? She wondered as she enjoyed her drink.

Her ears then twitched and flicked towards the front door. Good windows and doors as well insulating the barn blocked a lot of sound from the outside, but Kyra's equine ears were quite sensitive. She heard a truck coming up the gravel driveway. She finished her drink and made her way towards the large front door. Kyra smiled when she looked out the window on the door and saw Springer's truck pulling up. She opened the door and stepped out into the cool fall afternoon. Springer waved from the cab before opening the door.

“What are you doing out here?" Kyra smiled.

“I was just in the neighborhood and thought I'd stop by."

“Oh please, you live on the other side of the city."

Springer laughed. “You got me. I knew you'd be all alone in the new place getting it set up, so I thought I'd bring a few things an help with the housewarming "

Kyra could see the few things were a case of beer and several bags of food. She smiled and shook her head.

“Come on in, I'll show you around."

Kyra insisted on helping to carry in the food. She could smell a blend of scents from the different sandwiches in the bag.

“I know I'm a big girl, but just how much did you bring for the two of us?"

“I've got a big appetite myself, so they aren't all for you." Springer chuckled. “Wow, look at this place, not what I was expecting from the outside."

“Yeah, I may live in a barn, but I wasn't going for a rustic look. As for the outside, honestly I was spending enough on the inside and just left it as-is where I could."

“It's a nice place, really." Springer stopped in front of the fridge. It sat on an elevated platform and he would have some difficulty putting away the beer. “Ahh, I may need some help here."

“Open the cabinet under the fridge." she said with a grin. “I did think about my guests."

Springer did so, and he smirked at the mini fridge tucked away. He opened the case and put away the beer, apart from two cans. Springer handed one to Kyra before cracking his open.

“Here's to your new home." He said, lifting up his can.

“Thank you." Kyra tapped her can against his. After taking a drink she motioned towards the couches in front of the TV. “Let's sit down for a bit."

She climbed onto the custom built couch. Kyra took a moment as she arranged her legs to both be comfortable and hide her sheath and balls from view.

“Man, I don't know how you can handle all those legs like that."

Kyra shrugged. “It just came naturally to me, honestly."

“Still I'd be lost with just four legs." Springer laughed as he sat down next to her on the couch.

“As I recall from King's wedding, you're not that light on the two you've got."

“That's a low blow." He smirked back.

“At least you're better at the range than on the dance floor."

“Speaking of which, I heard you were planning to build a range on your property."

“I looked into it, but I didn't want to stir up trouble with the neighbors. I've already had some issues with the ones on the east side, they have a HOA that isn't happy that I tore down the house and left the barn."

“They didn't think that one through, did they? The whole reason you bought the property was for the barn. Besides, your place is kind of hidden from view by the woods on the edge of your plot."

“I know, but these little tyrants aren't content with harassing their own subjects."

“Oh yeah." Springer took a sip of his beer. “Do you remember that time we were dispatched to that one development, White Creek Hollow?"

“Oh god…" Kyra covered her face with her hand. “What a mess. Just a couple of kids playing video games in the basement. They didn't even have any booze, let alone the drugs and guns that were reported. Hell, they weren't even loud."

“You really tore into that HOA president for the false report. I couldn't even get a word in myself."

“That crazy woman didn't even think what she had done was wrong." She shook her head and took a long drink. “Did anything ever happen to her?"

“She challenged the false report charge, not only was it upheld but she got slapped with contempt of court for arguing with the judge. Then apparently she got in trouble with the rest of the HOA board for her actions and ended up having to sell her house and move away."

“Good. Crazy bitch…"

“Speaking of crazy, how about that last bust when that gang-banger was sure you were an actual demon from Hell sent to get him?"

Kyra laughed. “Oh god, I should feel insulted but the look on his face after I kicked in the door. In all fairness, he was high as fuck when we popped smoke and we used my hooves to breach. He was begging Romero to take him to jail to keep him safe."

“He confessed to everything and turned on his gang, afraid the demon was going to come back for him." Springer laughed

Kyra shook her head. “I'm sure by this time next year my presence won't be as much of a surprise, well, no more of a surprise than a regular SWAT raid." She finished her beer.

“Let me get you another one." Springer said as he got up off the low couch."

“Thanks, oh, and bring those sandwiches over too, I'm feeling hungry."

***

The sandwiches were eaten and the case of beers was slowly drunk by the two old friends. They reminisced over the old times and the new. The sun was setting, but they were enjoying themselves.

Springer was resting against Kyra's side. He was buzzed, and didn't feel like moving. Besides, the centaur felt warm and comfortable. Kyra didn't want him to move either. Truth be told, she had always had a bit of a crush on her team leader.

It can never happen now, right? So does it matter if I do this?

Kyra lowered her hand to his shoulder and started to gently rub. Springer sighed and relaxed against her touch. He closed his eyes.

It's crazy, right? Look at her…Then again, it's not like she became unattractive, no she definitely didn't.

Springer started to stroke the fur right below her waist. They both knew this was a bad idea and they should stop, but they didn't. Hands became bolder as Kyra ran her hands slowly over his chest and Springer's hands slipped up to her waist and under the hem of her shirt. She sighed softly as she felt his warm hand firmly tracing her sculpted muscles.

Kyra felt a tingling in her body that she knew wasn't from the beer. She reached down and placed her hands on Springer's cheeks. She smiled warmly and slowly lowered her head. He stretched up to meet her kiss. Their lips pressed together in the dim light. Springer slowly turned to properly embrace the centaur. Kyra sighed softly as she deepened the kiss.

I can't believe we're actually doing this… But he feels so good!

She pulled him tighter, and Springer instantly reciprocated. He started to push Kyra's hoodie off her shoulders as she reached down for the hem of his shirt. The years of latent lust and attraction were catching up with both of them. Kyra had to shift her legs as her cock started to slip out of its sheath. Springer didn't notice as his attention was on pulling off her t-shirt and tossing it on the floor next to his own. He was like a man possessed as he wrestled with the clasp of Kyra's bra. The centaur wasn't any better as she used her legs to stroke her long equine shaft.

Springer started to feel strange. It wasn't just the alcohol and hormones pumping through his veins. He broke the kiss, gasping for air. He clutched his abdomen tightly as he felt something churn.

“What is it? Are you going to puke?" Even in her current state, Kyra was instantly concerned.

“I-I don't know it feels…different." Springer shook his head.

He tried to get up off the low couch, but stumbled onto the floor. Kyra was growing more and more concerned. She started to get up off the couch but froze when she saw what was happening. Springer groaned and rolled onto his back. He saw the look on Kyra's face and was confused.

“Hey, I'm ok. Good thing you don't have a coffee table."

“Paul…" Kyra never called him by his first name, “look down."

Springer was confused but did as she said. When he looked down he let out a cry of surprise. A tiny pair of limbs were pushing their way out from just below his waist. They were twitching slightly as they grew. He slowly reached out a hand, unwilling to believe his eyes. But his touch proved they were very real. By now they already resembled tiny horse legs.

“What? What is this?"

“I don't know…but that's how it started with me."

Before Springer could say anything, he felt his pant's growing unbearably tight. His legs were swelling up with muscle. Springer fumbled with his belt but wasn't quick enough as his thighs tore through his jeans and briefs. All Kyra could do was watch. Springer cried out as he suddenly climaxed hard, his cock firing off a decent load, for a human anyway. However, after that, his cock quickly went soft, something that honestly surprised Kyra.

As she watched Springer's cock and balls started to decrease in size, something that was only made more noticeable as his hips and thighs rapidly expanded to the size of a horse. He let out a gasp as the now small balls were pulled into his body. Springer's cock continued to shrink down to a nub as his deflated sack folded in on itself and opened up. He stared in shock, from the waist down he was now a woman.

Springer kicked off his ruined sneakers from his hooves. His front legs had a surge of growth, bringing them in line with his other pair. There was a sensation in Springer's hips, like an unseen hand was pulling his butt. He let out another gasp as he felt something pop inside his body. Springer's rear pushed out from his body. It happened again and it was apparent what was happening. The lower equine portion of his body was growing his spine longer. He looked up at Kyra as he felt another popped and pushed his rear out further. Springer's front legs started to shift more to the side, taking the place of what were now his rear legs. He flinched slightly as they clicked into the proper place inside a lower pair of shoulders that had formed after his hips had moved back.

Springer felt a second larger heart forming inside his newly formed lower chest and could feel it beating hard and strong. His now much larger body seemed to grow even faster with the increased blood flow. His new genitalia slid back, shifting to a long equine shape and taking on a dark brown color. The color continued to his now puffy donut-like anus as well when they two touched.

Springer's lower body rapidly bulked up. He was gaining the lower body along the lines of a draft horse like Kyra. Dark chestnut fur started to cover his lower body, starting at his flanks and lower shoulders. Springer bit his lip as his fur was tickling him as it grew in. Meanwhile at his rear, a nub of a tail formed at the base of his spine. It pushed its way out longer and flicked about uncontrollably at first. Soon the tail was covered in long dirty blond hair that matched the close cropped hair on Springer's head. And speaking of his head, Springer's ears lengthened and shifted up his head. Soon the equine ears were coated in soft chestnut fur.

Springer was left panting for air as the changes tapered off, the last one being a light feathering of fur growing in around his dark hooves. But although his body was no longer growing, he still felt something, a need he couldn't describe.

“Paul…I'm sorry! I didn't know I was contagious…" Kyra said as she stared down at him.

“I blame the CDC more than you for that." He tried to lighten the mood, but his voice was breathy. “I-I think I need to stand up."

Kyra backed away, giving the mare some room. “Take it slow, just try and let your legs do it on their own, if that makes any sense."

“At least I only have four." Springer tried to smile, but there was a desperate look in his eyes.

Slowly, he moved to get up on his hooves. Kyra's advice did help, his body somehow just knew what to do and Springer let it guide him until he was standing up. He turned slowly to face Kyra. Springer seemed to be roughly the same size as the eight-legged centaur. He tried to steady himself with a deep breath, but as Springer inhaled through his nose his head was filled with a musky heavy scent. He let out a shaky breath as he shivered down his now much longer spine, all the way through his tail.

“I ah…I feel weird." Springer scratched the back of his head.

“Yeah, I know how it feels…" Kyra looked down.

Her cheeks flushed as the scent from the mare wafted over to her. The stallion urges were growing inside Kyra, and she was already hard as a rock before this started. Springer felt his new sex twitching with need. He was flushed with embarrassment. How was he supposed to feel now that his manhood was gone and his horse pussy was aching to be filled?

Awkwardly, Kyra closed the distance between them. She wasn't sure what she was doing, it was as if she was on autopilot. Kyra wrapped her arms around his upper torso and pulled him into a deep kiss. Springer was surprised at first, but couldn't help melting against her, returning her deep kiss. Kyra reached out with her front most leg and hooked it around Springer's as they kissed. He slowly pulled away, a slightly dazed look on his face. Kyra wore a more needy expression.

“I'm sorry Paul, but I…I need this."

“Need what?" he was panting, his mind muddled by new hormones and sensations.

Kyra didn't answer him. She slowly pulled away and walked around the new centaur, her fingers grazing against his coat as she moved. She walked behind Springer and looked down at his female equine rear. Kyra could see the horse pussy winking at her. Just like she had instructed Springer moments earlier, Kyra let her own body guide her. She reared up, just barely clearing the high drop ceiling, and mounted the mare.

Springer cried out as he felt his pussy penetrated for the first time. He was immediately split between trying to buck Kyra off and pressing back to be filled more. She made the decision for him, slamming home and reaching down to hold him tightly by the chest. They were frozen in that moment, rational minds fighting with lust and instinct. They both quickly surrendered to what their bodies were demanding.

Kyra's front four legs gripped his sides tightly as she bucked her hips, slamming her cock in hard and deep. Springer moaned, spreading his own legs slightly to take the force of the thrusts. He reached up, grabbing Kyra by the arms, squeezing tightly as his new sex was thoroughly broken in.

They were both moaning loudly as sweat beaded on their skin. Springer's mind was blown by the sensations. He couldn't describe it as anything more than pure pleasure as his climax grew closer with each powerful thrust. Kyra was in heaven, feeling the warm wet passage hug and caress her cock as she moved.

Springer's eyes went wide and his mouth opened, but no sound came out. His vision went blurry as his first female orgasm rocked through his body. His body went stiff and his pussy clamped down tightly around the shaft. With a cry of her own, Kyra slammed home one more time in the tight pussy. She felt the head flare fully before pumping her load of seed deep into Springer.

Springer let out a loud long moan, once he was able to breathe again. Kyra rested on top of the mare, still holding Springer tightly, enjoying the afterglow. By now it was rather dark in the main room of the barn, the sun having finished its descent. After taking a while to regain his breath and senses, Springer gave the other centaur's arms a squeeze.

“Ah…Not to wreck the mood, but…"

“Oh, oh yeah, give me a second." Kyra blushed softly before moving to dismount.

Springer let out a long low moan as Kyra slid out of him with a small pop at the end. A moment later she lowered her front legs back onto the floor with a heavy thud.

“Oh god…" he shuddered and flicked his tail. “What the hell was that?"

“I think it's obvious what it was." Kyra said under her breath.

“I mean, yeah, but, I…I couldn't say no, then again, I may not have been able to stop you."

“We were both running on instinct. I've been feeling…urges ever since that day. My stallion half has been pretty damn demanding." Kyra sighed, “But at least it's satisfied for the time being."

“I think I was the same way." Springer turned looking behind him. “I just can't believe I lost my…I mean you ended up with both."

“Yeah well, magic sucks and makes no sense." She sighed, “I need another beer."

“I think I need one too."

They walked to the fridge and realized the beer was in the mini fridge below. Kyra sighed and got down to pull out what was left and move it to her normal fridge before handing one to Springer. They drank quietly, avoiding eye contact for a bit.

“What are we going to tell the chief about this?" He asked softly.

Kyra slowly moved her eyes to his. “What part, me sleeping with a superior or me turning you into a centaur mare?"

“Kyra, it's-"

“I know plenty of people do it, the problem is when they get caught. And we will be caught when you show up to work looking like this."

“Maybe it'll wear off. It's not exactly the same thing that happened to you."

“I don't think it will, and I don't want you to have false hope." Kyra shook her head.

“But what caused it? You've been around the rest of the team and other officers since you returned to duty and nobody else so much as grew a tail.

“I don't know for sure, but I think something about us, ah, making out triggered this. As soon as we got started the changes began."

“We don't have to mention it…"

Kyra sighed," Yes we do. Otherwise, they will be concerned I will spread this to the rest of the force. We don't need to mention what followed after, however." She blushed slightly. “Maybe we'll manage to get away without being suspended."

Springer sighed, “Maybe." He finished his beer. “I'm sorry, If I had controlled myself this wouldn't have happened."

“Oh please, I kissed you first. We both wanted it, we just didn't know what it was going to be."

“I suppose." Springer sighed deeply. “I guess we'll call Chief Washington tomorrow. Is it alright if I spend the night?"

“Like I can say no." Kyra shook her head. “You'd have to walk all the way home, to a house you wouldn't even be able to squeeze into."

“Oh! Oh yeah…" He rubbed the back of his neck. “I didn't think about that."

“You can stay here as long as you need to, I have the room." Kyra gestured to the space around her. “Let's just take a shower and then we can sleep this off before we get dragged over the coals tomorrow."

“You have a shower we can fit in?"

“It was either that or use a hose outside." She smirked, “Come on, let's clean up."

They tossed the empty cans and Springer followed his host to the rear of the barn. She opened a sliding door into a tile lined room.

“Here's my shower." she said as she flicked on the lights.

“Wow, this is impressive…Are there six shower heads?"

“Yeah, and a hand sprayer as well." She motioned to the wall where it was hanging. “ I think it's big enough for the two of us, I'll join you."

“We're already in trouble, right?" Springer shrugged.

Kyra chuckled as she turned on the shower. The room quickly filled with steam as the hot water ran over their bodies. Kyra sighed as it helped relax her muscles after their exercise. Springer leaned in against her and she smiled softly. They were already in trouble, what did it matter now? Kyra placed her arm around Springer and held him close. Once they were good and soaked, she reached for the bottle of shampoo.

“Mane and Tail, really?" Springer asked when he saw the bottle.

“Actually, lots of people swear by it, and they don't even have tails." She smirked before pouring some into her hand to work into her hair.

Springer chuckled and did the same. “Hey, how do I even wash my tail, or my butt for that matter?"

“See those brushes I attached to long handles?" Kyra pointed with her head. “Though, since we're both here we can help each other get scrubbed."

“At least one of us knows what they are doing."

Kyra chuckled again before rinsing off her hair. She then turned around, head to tail with Springer and started to work the shampoo into his tail. He took the bottle from her and did the same to her tail, being cautious not to pull on it he worked in the shampoo. Springer found it relaxing, both in helping Kyra get clean and her own hands working over his tail.

They switched to a different body wash for their coats and used sponges to work the suds into each other. Kyra also found herself enjoying the intimacy of washing one another. It was such a simple thing, but it felt so tender and caring sharing the moment, as opposed to the raw lusty power of the sex. Looking over at Springer and watching him scrub her flank she realized they were nowhere near done getting in trouble. And that thought made her smile.

They spent some time, holding each other and just letting the hot water run down over them both before Kyra reached out to turn off the faucet. Springer flicked his wet tail then wrapped his arms around his upper body.

“Ok, so that's how we get clean, but how do we dry off?"

“That's a little more complicated. First let's push out the water we can from our coats."

***

It did take a while between pushing out the water, rubbing down with blanket sized towels and eventually using a few space heaters to blow warm air over their bodies. In the end, they were both dry and moved onto dry brushes to finish grooming.

“I guess a quick shower is out the window for us, isn't it?" Springer asked.

“I mean, I usually go a little faster, but I was enjoying myself." Kyra smiled. “I'm still trying to figure out how to dry off faster. I'm open to suggestions on that one."

“I'll have to think about it." He smiled as he pushed the brush through her coat. “So, I guess I'll just crash here on the couch then?"

Kyra shook her head. “I wouldn't recommend it, I prefer to sleep standing up."

“Really?"

“It's not so bad, I have a hammock-like sling that I rest my upper body on and I fall asleep easily."

“I see, I don't suppose you have an extra one, do you?"

“No, I wasn't expecting another centaur to spend the night." she smirked slightly. “However, I can probably adjust it for two, and like you said, we're already in trouble." She smiled over to him.

“I'm still not sure about sleeping standing up," Springer placed his hands on her waist and smiled, “but a night next to you sounds nice."

Kyra smiled and leaned in for a kiss.

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