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Chapter 1

The clouds overhead were already rumbling with thunder as Lissa hurried down the trail. She wasn't expecting any bad weather when she left her apartment that morning for a hike. She had a small emergency poncho in her backpack, but was hours from her car at this point. Lissa needed to find some kind of shelter for the coming storm. As she ran under a tree, she pulled the thin plastic hood over her white high ponytailed hair. Lissa heard the raindrops start to fall on the leaves around her. She moved quickly aiming for large trees for more of an umbrella protection.

As the rain fell around Lissa she spotted movement on the trail coming from the opposite direction. It was a man in an orange poncho. He was tall, maybe six-two. The poncho he was wearing didn’t even make it to his waist. She would have laughed if her situation wasn’t about the same. He was hurrying down the trail when he spotted Lissa.

“Hey!” He called out, “It’s not a good idea to duck under a tree in a thunderstorm.”

Now that he was close Lissa could see he had to be in his late twenties. Wavy brown hair was matted down with the plastic hood and his eyes were a warm brown.

“I...didn’t have anywhere else,” she called back, “my car is back at the trailhead. Are there any safe shelters around here?” she started to follow after him.

“I think so, I passed some kind of building back this way, a cabin or shed or something.” His plastic covered shoulders shrugged. “I doubled back when this blew in. It’s easy to miss, you have to really push through the brush to get there, but I have a feeling this storm is going to get real bad.”

As if to punctuate the man’s statement a large flash followed by an echoing boom filled the forest.

Lissa bit back a cry and rushed to catch up with the man. “That...that was really close!”

“No kidding!” He started to pick up his pace, “Come on, I’ll show you to the shelter, we can wait out the storm in there.” He motioned with his hand to follow, “I’m John, by the way.”

“Lissa,” she answered, trying to keep up with him. It was several minutes later as the storm really opened up, the hard rain was stinging her skin through the poncho.

John pointed ahead to a small break in the trees just off the side of the trail. The brush snagged their emergency rain gear at first but then things opened up into a clearing. Up close they could see in the dim light was a small barn, with the remnants of a paddock rotting away to the side. The structure was old and weatherworn, but was standing up straight and the rain was moving from heavy to torrential.

As they ran to the large double doors to escape the storm, Lissa saw a horseshoe hanging points down right above the door. Inside it was dry with no trace of hay or manure left behind. John slipped out of his poncho and hung it on a convenient peg to dry. He fished around in his pack and pulled out his flashlight. Luckily, it was one of the ones that doubled as a small lantern.

“This should keep us out of the dark, you can go ahead and shut the door before the wind drives in the rain.”

Lissa was already closing the door, “I’m glad you saw this place earlier. I don’t know where I would have gone if you hadn’t called out to me.”

“No worries,” he shook his head, “it’s just part of hiking. You know, helping out other hikers in trouble.”

John looked around for something to sit on, but found nothing. The barn was empty of everything other than dirt, so he just leaned against a post for the time being. Outside the rain came down hard, but the sound as it hit the old roof was almost relaxing.

Lissa pulled off her own poncho, placing it near John’s before moving closer to him, unzipping her pack. “I have a blanket, I always pack one so I can rest at the spot near the cliff,” she smiled.

“Oh, thank god!” John laughed. “Between the two of us we can survive the storm.”

Lissa smiled, her violet eyes looking over at him for a moment as she pulled out the fluffy blanket, her long hair falling over her shoulder. “I’m glad you were nearby, I don’t usually see anyone on the trail.”

John casually sat down next to her on the blanket. “Honestly, it’s my first time on this trail. I only spotted the barn because I heard something from this direction. It was probably just a squirrel or something.”

As he spoke, John gently scratched his abdomen. As he did so, Lissa felt something strange as well. Two somethings in fact, right above her hips. It was a strange itching sensation localized to a pair of areas smaller than her fist on either side, right on the hip bone.

“Hmm, did we hit some poison ivy?” Lissa pulled at her shirt, “I’m starting to itch…”

“I didn’t see any, and why would we be itching under our...Woah!” he snapped his hand away from his shirt.

It was hard to tell in the dim light, but Lissa could swear she saw something under the shirt move.

“What was that?!” she cried, “did you see that?” She suddenly wanted to check herself and pulled up the bottom of her t-shirt.

She saw something growing out from the itchy spots. It almost looked like a baby’s finger and they twitched slightly as they visibly started to grow. John’s eyes went wide. Silently he pulled up his shirt and the same thing was happening to him.

“Oh my god! Oh my god!” Lissa was starting to panic, “John!” she looked at him with terror filled eyes.

Words failed John. His mouth moved but no sound came out. He then let out a cry as a strange sensation shot down through his legs. John jumped up onto his feet, trying to walk it off, but his legs only felt stranger.

Lissa felt the muscles in her legs twitch all at once. She stumbled up onto her feet, but it was more than a twitch, it was a heavy pulse. With each beat she felt her legs growing thicker and stronger. Lissa barely noticed the flashes and rumbles of the thunder and lightning outside. Her heart beating in pure terror drummed in her ears and chest. The things at her hips were growing bigger so she pulled the edge of her shorts down slightly.

“What’s going on?” she cried to no one in particular.

“I...I don’t know! I...Ahhh!” John grabbed his thigh.

His jeans were straining against his swelling legs. Not to mention the swelling in between his legs. The seams were popping and the heavy material was starting to tear. Lissa’s jeans were showing even more wear. Her now massively muscled thighs finally tore through with a loud rip. Lissa screamed, grabbing at her underwear, which had strained around her bulging thighs and hips before snapping.

“Ow! Ow!” John stumbled around on his feet, the tatters of his jeans falling to the earthen floor bearing his enlarged equipment to the air. “What? I can’t…”

Lissa could feel her feet shifting inside her boots. She tried to bend over to unlace them when John’s hiking boots ripped and tore as his foot burst through. It wasn’t just swollen and huge like his legs, it was shifting and changing. The bones shifted and merged, his toes fusing into a solid lump.

Lissa couldn't stop the tears that were stinging her eyes as she was rushing to get her boots and socks off.

Distracted by what was happening to their legs and feet, neither had paid much attention to the growths coming out right above their hips. Small at first, they had tripled in size. As they grew they became more defined. Bone and muscle grew and shaped them. Now they resembled small hooved feet, like those of a horse. They still twitched and moved on their own accord.

Lissa had finally gotten her boots and socks off as her feet had reformed into hooves. Straightening up, she saw the growing appendages, making her back up on her now hooved feet, against one of the barn posts.

"No! Stop...stop!" she cried out frantically.

Lissa felt a pop in her spine, then another and another. Her body started to stretch as her back grew new vertebrae. Lissa’s legs continued to look less human and more equine, her thighs tickled as black hair began to sprout out from her skin, soon covering her flanks in patches of fur. John’s body grew, more than just his legs or his lengthening spine, his upper body started to widen and bulk up. His shirt stretched and the buttons started to pop exposing a now ripped chest. Patches of bay fur covered his lower body, except for around his hooves where it grew in white.

As her body was shifting, she began stumbling around, almost losing her balance. She grabbed the barn post, her height almost doubling as her back elongated. The new front legs now increased rapidly in size. Lissa could now feel the new appendages as they grew a coat of black fur. A bulb formed at the base of her spine and a long naked tail started to form. Soon long strands of platinum white hair that matched what was on her head started to grow to cover the tail. Lissa’s body grew larger, though not quite to the same scale as John. Still, the muscles of her torso and arms grew far more powerful and defined than her previous slim athletic build.

John’s back began to shift and curve. He fell forward onto his now mostly formed front legs and his now equine member slapped against his belly from the impact.. His new tail flicked from side to side as dark brown hairs filled in. Long white hair started to grow down to feather around his hooves. Lissa's breathing was fast and panicked. She was now holding onto the post, keeping herself up in the air as her body started to bend like John's, and with the front legs now nearly formed, she was essentially rearing up into the air, holding herself against the tall post.

Long black feathering grew to cover her now massive hooves. Her back began to shift, and slowly she tilted down forward onto her new front legs. Her lower body was now covered in a coat of black fur. Her body’s growth seemed to slow, but she filled out, and not just her muscles. Lissa’s chest swelled with new growth, bursting her already strained bra and shirt. Her ears tingled as they grew longer, taking on a tapered point.

She immediately covered her chest as she squeaked, trying to pull her t-shirt over her chest. Underestimating her new strength, Lissa tore her shirt up the back. John panted hard as he pawed at the ground slightly with his front leg. He was huge, his lower body was that of a clydesdale and his upper body had bulked up to match it. Lissa was not exactly small either, sporting a lower body of a black shire. Lissa’s long white hair and tail were striking against her coat.

"Oh...oh god," Lissa cried, still holding the scraps of her shirt over her chest.

She saw the scraps from her jeans and underwear laying on the dirt floor. Lissa pranced on her powerful legs in a panic as she took in the changes to her body.

“H-hey...try and stay calm…” it was unclear whether he was talking to Lissa or himself. “Maybe it’s just...temporary…” John took a nervous step, “Woah...that’s…” he took several more, it was coming more naturally as he moved his new body. “It feels so...different having four feet.”

Lissa was wiping tears away with a hand, "I'm a monster," she whimpered, her emotional state just letting her brain control her body as she moved to hide in one of the old stalls.

“Lissa…” he followed her to the stall, “we’re not monsters. We’re still us, just...bigger.”

John placed his large hand on her shoulder. It was warm and she could feel the strength even in his gentle touch.

She whimpered, hiding her face in the corner, curling her body to cover and hide, her now bigger lower body pressed against the stall wall.

John leaned in closer, giving her shoulder a gentle squeeze. “You don’t have to hide from me, I’m in the same boat.”

Lissa’s nose almost twitched. What was she smelling? Whatever it was, it wasn’t bad, far from it. It was hard to place, the closest she could think of was a musky male cologne, but deeper and more primal. She tried to shake herself out of it, placing a hand to her head, keeping the other at her chest as she inhaled deeply.

“I feel dizzy...what’s happened to us…” she whimpered, slowly turning her head to John, her violet eyes vulnerable.

John stared into those violet eyes, his own nose was flooded with a different scent, but no less alluring.

“I don’t know what happened...I guess something or someone changed us into, well, centaurs. But we’re not monsters. I’m still John, and you're still Lissa.” His hand softly cupped her cheek. “And you still look just as...beautiful.”

Lissa’s cheek warmed under his touch, blushing softly as her eyes shifted to the side shyly. Her head tilted slightly, her long platinum white hair falling over her shoulder, against his arm and hand. She could feel his larger frame brushing against hers, the smell getting stronger, the closer he was.

John’s fingers trailed down her neck. He shifted his body slightly, feeling her warm fur brush against his own. John felt a slight shiver go down his spine all the way to his tail. He leaned in close and nuzzled Lissa gently, his lips brushing against her cheek. He heard her surprised shaky breath from her and reactive hoof stomps against the dirt. Lissa’s now slightly hazy eyes looked up at him framed by her dark lashes.

Feeling bolder now, John placed his hands on her cheeks and pulled her into a kiss. He flicked his tail against Lissa’s flank and pawed the ground absentmindedly. Lissa felt like she was high, his touch was practically electric, like the storm outside. A hand grabbed his wrist, the other still holding his chest as she sighed against his mouth. John deepened the kiss. His hands slid down her neck and wrapped around her upper torso. He pulled her tight against his chest. Lissa gasped against his mouth, surprised at how much power he actually had, even over her enhanced frame as she felt him side step slightly, pushing against her.

The scents in the air grew thicker and maddening. John sighed into her mouth as he felt his new and improved cock slowly slip back out of his sheath. He felt her hands resting against his ripped chest as he held her tightly in his large arms. He heard her soft moan against his mouth. Common sense was out the window. How could it even apply in their situation? And maybe a hint of new instincts were influencing the both of them. At any rate, John gave her one more squeeze before taking her by the hand. He led her out of the stall where they would have a little more room.

Lissa slowly followed, her new legs tentatively moving. Her black coat shined against the lantern light, and she was looking over both of their new bodies. She flicked her long silky white tail, testing it out, hitting John's flank.

“Tease…” John said softly. They reached the center of the barn and he wrapped his arms around her body once again, kissing her cheek and neck.

Her arm was covering her chest again even as she leaned against him. "I'm… getting used to this… feels odd, but comfortable, and I'm a bit dizzy, light headed. You...smell nice…"

“Yeah, you too…” John kissed her softly, “and you look amazing too,” he let his fingers run through her long shining hair.

She turned her head away from him shyly again, blushing slightly. Lissa's long silvery hair slid through his fingers and down her smooth back. Her hair had grown a bit, loosening the high pony tail and framing her face and new pointed ears.

John’s hands slid down her upper back and he stroked her coat once he reached it. He slowly walked around Lissa, letting his hand run along her lower half. Reaching her rear, John gave her flank a playful slap.

"Oh!" Lissa squeaked, reacting complexly to the action. She felt her face flush and warm and her body tingle as her back legs jumped a bit. She reflexively flicked her tail against his chest and face, prancing slightly away from him.

John chuckled and followed after her, lifting his hooves up high. Both of their feet made their own kind of rumbling thunder as they danced through the barn. John’s member was also quite ready to play, bouncing around as the stallion played. Lissa spun around again, laughing a bit as John reared up, and froze when she saw the size of him.

"Shit…" she backed up a bit, tentatively starting to walk around him, really taking a good look, even as she was still holding her arm up to her chest.

John blinked, surprised by her sudden change. “What? What is it?”

"I...wasn't paying attention before," she admitted, "but, um…" she blushed, "I mean...you know you're...bigger, right?" she swished her tail from side to side as she stayed back from him, taking in the whole picture.

“Of course I’m bigger, we both are, what do you…” John then realized exactly what she meant. Ah, yeah, right…” a smile curled on his lips, “you could say I’m hung like a horse.”

Lissa couldn't stop her eyes from rolling, though she also couldn't stop her smirk. Her face softened into a smile as she slowly moved towards him, trying to get a better look. Though he was bigger than Lissa, it wasn’t as though she could walk under his legs. Still, there was plenty to see. There was nothing human remaining under him, the shape was completely equine. The sheath alone was larger than any human would be at full mast. It extended to nearly two feet and had the girth to match. She doubted even her current hand could fit all the way around it. The shaft was mostly black with a few splotches of pink and had a medial ring about one third of the way from the base. The head was flared and a small bead of pre was forming at the tip.

The closer she got, the stronger the scent, Lissa felt nearly intoxicated, letting out a soft moan. She leaned down as much as she could, trying to get closer, before just laying down on the dirt, reaching out with a hand and gently caressing the side of his shaft. John let out a very loud moan. He had been a bit distracted about just how needy he was, but feeling Lissa’s soft hand run along his shaft brought it to the forefront. The scent of his arousal filled her nostrils as close as she was to the source.

“God, that feels so...good” He turned to look down at her as best he could.

Lissa wasn't even focused on him, her tail swishing back and forth on the ground as she reached and pulled his member closer. Both her hands held the thick shaft, her violet eyes nearly dilated as his scent pushed her to instinct over thought. The next thing John felt was her wet hot tongue sliding across the tip.

His tail twitched and he arched his upper back moaning even louder.

“F-fuck! Damn that's...Ohhh…” he trailed off as she continued.

Lissa was past all reason. she began furiously licking and sucking what she could around his large member, moaning against him. John's hooves stomped and pawed at the ground. He wrapped his arms around his chest and held on tightly. His cock twitched and more pre flowed from the tip. Her tongue danced over the head, licking and pressing against him, squeezing with her hands, moaning as if she were desperate and starved.

“If you, uh! Keep that up...I’m going to…”

The head of his cock started to flare and his balls noticeably contracted. Her hands squeezed and massaged him as she held him to her mouth. Lissa continued to moan around him, constantly licking at him and trying to fit as much of his head as she could in her mouth to suck on him. John cried out as he was pushed past the point of no return. A load of thick heavy cum fired into Lissa’s mouth, more than she could ever hope to swallow. It gushed out around her mouth. As she pulled away several more ropes of cum pumped out over her shoulder. Her face and chest were glistening from what spilled out.

John let out a shuddering sigh and breathed heavily. Then he turned and looked down at Lissa. “Oh! Shit! I’m sorry!...Holy hell, that's a lot…”

Lissa seemed a bit stunned. Her hands had released John and she was slowly wiping her mouth and chin with her hand, but the cum was over her shoulder and chest.

She looked down, at herself, “I...didn’t think it would be this...much…”

“I had no idea...but I guess it makes sense, everything else is huge.” he looked a little embarrassed by the mess. “Maybe next time I should pull away.”

He stepped to the side and leaned down, lowering his front legs so he could reach the blanket. John lowered himself next to Lissa and started to wipe off the cum from her body.

“I...didn’t pull away either…” she shrugged, letting John wipe her chest, “at least it doesn’t look like it got on my...lower half?”

“No, thank god. Otherwise we'd have to wash and, uh, brush it out...I think? I don’t know a lot about horses.” he admitted.

“Hm, something to keep in mind if we do that again…” she absentmindedly licked her finger, moaning softly as John could practically see her eyes get hazy and dilated again.

“I wouldn’t mind, best head I ever had.” He leaned in and kissed her. “But first, I think it’s my turn to taste you.”

“Hmm? What?” Lissa was caught off guard.

“Come on, I wasn’t the kind of guy who didn’t reciprocate, and becoming a centaur doesn’t change that.” John smiled. “It’s your turn.”

Lissa was suddenly self conscious, tossing her tail over her rump, “but…I’ve been sitting in the dirt, I-”

“Come on, up on your hooves!” John started to get up and was pulling her up with him.

Lissa couldn’t fight his grip and was quickly pulled up, her new legs prancing a bit as she had been laying on them for a bit. John hadn’t let go of her wrists, keeping her in front of him.

“Just relax and enjoy.” he gave her one more quick kiss before walking slowly around her.

John’s fingers brushed her black coat tenderly as he made his way towards her rear. He let his fingers play with her long tail. Gently he lifted her tail to the side. The scent coming off of her sex almost pulled him forward. His fingers teased her folds.

Lissa gave a start, gasping loudly, nearly bolting forward like racing out of the starting gate. John leaned forward as his hand slipped into her folds. He lowered himself slightly, enough so he could get a taste. Greadily, his tongue lapped at her already slick folds. The sound Lissa made sent a shiver down John’s spine to his tail. Her moan nearly rumbled in raspy tones as her hands slid up to her face, almost into her hair. He held onto her rear with his left hand, as he licked and rubbed her slit. He moaned loudly into her, drunk off her scent.

John felt Lissa’s body trembling, her legs twitching as her front legs began to paw at the ground. “I...I can barely stay s-still,” she gasped.

John lost himself, barely even registering her cries. His free hand gripped her rear tightly as he attacked her slit with his mouth and hand. John felt her muscles start to squeeze him tightly as she moaned, her hands now up in her hair as she panted for air, her front legs dancing a bit, unable to stay still. She squeezed so tightly, John could barely move his hand, but he continued anyway. He moaned louder than ever, desperate to make his partner climax. She clamped down hard, crying out as he felt her whole body shake, tossing her head back. John slowed, but did not stop at first. He let her ride out her climax completely. As John heard Lissa’s moans and pants soften he ended with a final slow kiss on her sex before straighting back up.

“Damn,” Lissa breathed out, her face and ears flushed as she turned her head to look back at John.

John was smiling as he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand and arm, but he still had a slightly dazed look in his eyes. He walked slowly back around and once he was face to face, John pulled Lissa into a tight embrace. She was still panting, her chest heaving for air as she buried her head against his shoulder. Her arms slowly slipped around his abs, relaxing against him, inhaling his scent. The only sounds were the sound of the rain hitting the roof and their own breathing as the pair of centaurs held each other tightly. The scent of sex was heavy in the air, but for the moment they caught their breath.

Lissa hummed contentedly against John's skin, pressing herself against him, her front leg nudging against his. He felt her hands gliding over his strong back. It hadn’t even been an hour since they met on the trail, but John felt such a connection to Lissa. He couldn’t explain what had happened to them, but he didn’t care; it just felt so right. He hooked a feathered hoof around hers and nuzzled her cheek.

He felt her arms tighten around him, taking a slow deep breath. "I feel almost possessed, I shouldn't be ok with any of this…" she murmured against his neck, before slowly turning her head to look up at him, her violet eyes soft and vulnerable, "I… just need to be with you…"

“I feel the same way...I barely even knew your name but now…” John squeezed her gently in his arms, “I don’t want to let go.”

She smiled softly, her dark lashes fluttering closed as she blushed, moving to gently kiss him, "you… smell… so good…" she murmured against his lips.

“Mmmm,” he took a deep breath through his nose, “You too. Since we’re stuck here because of the rain anyway, I can’t think of any reason to stop enjoying ourselves.”

He could feel her hands sliding around his torso and over his abs and chest as her feathered leg shifted against his. John felt ready for another go. He had a vague idea what to do. John kissed her deeply before letting her go.

“I think I know what we both need...” he said softly.

She tried to stay close to him, reaching for his hand.

John gave her hand a squeeze. “I’m not going anywhere,” He smiled and gave her a wink.

Her arms went around his waist again, pulling him closer, "but...I…"

John placed his hands on her cheeks and held her face, “I want you…”

She gripped his wrists, staring up at him devotedly. "I do too…" she whispered.

He gave her a long kiss, “I’ll have you back in my arms in a moment.” he said softly.

John pulled away slowly and walked behind her. He took a moment to appreciate the view.

“I’ll need you to, ah, lift your tail for me.” he brushed his finger through her tail as he asked.

She looked over her shoulder coyly with a smile, slowly swishing her tail.

“You don’t need to entice me.” He smirked back and gave her rear a love tap.

She swatted him right in the face with her tail and a soft giggle.

“Well, you better lift it,” John reared up, showing off his cock hard and ready to go, “because here I come!”

Her eyes widened again, seeing his massive size. She flipped up her tail, “is...that even gonna fit-”

John didn’t say anything. He scooted forward and pressed into her wet slit, hearing Lissa gasp and hold her breath. He let out a long groan as he mounted her fully, sliding into her hot depths. She was simultaneously accepting and snug. As he hilted Lissa, John wrapped his arms around her upper body, pulling her tight against his chest.

“Oh...g-” Lissa gasped, grabbing his arms as her front hooves tapped the ground almost as if nervous. Her head tilted back, pressing against his chest.

John moaned and leaned down to kiss madly at her neck. His front legs gripped her tightly. He could swear her body was trying to pull him in deeper.

“J...J…” Lissa was panting, holding onto him tightly as her cheeks blushed darkly.

“God! You feel so good!” He moaned into her ear.

She could feel the power and strength of John’s entire body and that was before he started to move. He thrusted hard with his hindquarters, his hooves digging in deep to the earth.

“Uhh!” a cry was forced from her mouth as she was gasping for air with each movement, her hooves scraping against the dirt floor, unprepared for the power from John.

John held onto her desperately with both his arms and front legs. He wasn’t even thinking, his body just knew how to move. Lissa could feel every inch of his cock inside her. His cries were just raw lust as he forced himself in as deep as he could. She held onto John tightly, now managing to hold her ground and not be pushed along the floor, even as she was gasping for air and grunting with each thrust. His massive balls were slapping against her rear now. All they could hear were each other’s cries as they filled the barn with their lustful sounds.

“R- right like...just…” Lissa suddenly couldn’t breathe, her body tightening and tensing as her eyes were wide and lust filled.

She clamped down on John so hard it almost hurt. Lissa felt his cock head flare inside of her. With one last thrust, John threw back his head and cried out as the dam broke. Her cry mixed with his, her body trembling in his grip as she released with him. John rested on her, but he did not loosen his grip as he panted and moaned.

It was a few more frozen moments before Lissa was able to inhale a deep breath, “oh...god…”

John nuzzled at her neck as his grip lessened enough for his hands to roam. His powerful hands were almost possessive.

“That was...so…” He trailed off into a sigh.

“Yeahhhhh,” she sighed, her hands sliding up over his arms and around his neck, into his hair, almost like she was hanging on a wall.

John took advantage of her position and cupped her breasts. Even with his large hands they still looked huge.

“This is fun,” his smile faded slightly, “I’m not too heavy, am I?”

“Not right now,” she sighed with a smile, “I have a good stance, but you aren’t staying this way for the rest of the day, are you?”

“I’m not planning on it, but you just feel so good.” he lifted up her breasts, “And I can fully appreciate these.” he grinned.

Looking up at him, she could see his smile as she felt his hands gently massage and squeeze her chest.

John released her breasts and tilted her head just enough so he could kiss her properly.

She moaned against his mouth, her hands playing in his hair.

John slowly broke the kiss. “You still smell good, but I think I can control myself. For now anyway.” He smiled again, “I hope I can figure out how to get down…”

“Can you… lift up any? I might be able to move forward?”

“I’m going to try.” He gave her one last hug.

John took a deep breath and reared up again, pulling out slightly as he did so. Lissa gasped, feeling the movement, but slowly stepped forward, pulling herself off of him. Her body trembled, but between their two movements, they disengaged quickly. Lissa tapped on her hooves, regaining her balance. John shifted slightly and came down on an angle to Lissa. She could feel his impact on the ground with his front hooves. John took a few steps stretching out his legs before pulling up alongside Lissa, letting his body brush up against hers. He put his arm around her ‘waist’ and leaned against her slightly.

She leaned back against him, nuzzling his shoulder and chest, “I might need my torn shirt over there…”

“I don’t think that’s going to do much given your...current assets.” He smiled softly.

“Maybe in the way it was previously worn, but I...need something...” She said, looking down at her chest, “they did get bigger...a lot bigger. I think I can make a halter out of the remainder.”

He then tilted his head up slightly, “It sounds like the rain stopped at least.” As John lowered himself down to pick up the shirt he noticed a lot of light shining in under the door. “The storm must have blown completely over. “He handed her the torn shirt. “Looks bright and sunny out there now.”

“Hmmm,” Lissa sighed, tying the edges of the shirt top and bottom around her neck and managing to cover her chest with the other half of the shirt. “I need a bit of help here, could you tie this around my back?”

“Yeah sure.” He tied the shirt together. It was tight, but did manage to give her some bit of modesty. “I don’t know about you, but I think I need some fresh air.”

She followed him to the door a bit slowly, “we aren’t going to be able to go home, John…”

“It’s not like we can live out in an abandoned barn either. I don’t know what we’ll do or where we’ll go, but I think I need a little air that isn’t laced with sex to think it out.”

John pushed open the door and blinked at first at the bright sun. It took him a moment to realize things were very different. The old barn was no longer surrounded by thick forest and brush. It was set in a wide open field. The outside of the barn was no longer old and weather worn, instead it was painted a warm red color.

“What the hell…” He trailed off as he noticed they were not alone.

Several centaurs were out and about working the fields. A pair noticed them standing in the barn and quickly trotted over.

Lissa took a few steps out, following John, but quickly moved next to him, grabbing his arm, “J...John…” she whispered, uncertainly.

“Stay calm…” though there was waver in his voice as he whispered.

“Hey! Hello!” the male called out.

“Relax, you’re not in any trouble!” The female said seeing the looks on their faces.

Both of them were of a similar heavy build like John and Lissa. The male was just a bit smaller than John with a gray coat of fur with dark gray almost black feathering around his hooves. His blond hair and tail stood out against his coat. His hair was long, almost as long as his partners. Both sported tans, clearly visible from the male’s lack of shirt and the simple halter-like top the female was wearing. The female was similar size to Lissa, but had a white with brown piebald markings and thick heavy feathering that pretty much hid her hooves. Her hair and tail were wavy dark brown.

“Looks like the old barn sent us another couple.” The male said with a smile.

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Based on an RP by Syntaxerror37 and his wife

Additional writing and editing by Syntaxerror37

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