Chapter 9.1

Previously on Centaurus: Ellaria takes Fey to see a lady of the night in the hopes of draining her. They find their way into The Madame’s where Ellaria left Fey with a Catkin called Abby and went off with a drake to find her own relief.

Now- Chapter 9: The sloppy gaping ruination of a horny cat girl. (This is the chapter my next CG/image sequence will be based on)

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The heavy door slammed shut behind Fey, kicked closed by her back hooves.

Abby was ahead of her, her bare feet padding across the carpet, her eye catching hips swinging back and forth.

It took a moment for Fey to really pay attention to the room. Large, rich, and warm, with magical lights and heavy furniture. Her brow furrowed as she realised that the bed was to one side and not the main feature of the room. Instead, in the middle of the room, was a pair of wooden ‘п’ shapes, one in front of the other and one a little smaller than the other, both made from heavy sturdy wood.

“It’s for centaurs and other four legged species, it makes it easier for them to fuck bipeds like me.”

“R-really? I usually have help so I hadn't thought about it.”

“Hmm, well it’s not something centaurs need to worry about when doing it with other centaurs so it's not surprising you don't know.”

The cat eared girl had stopped by a cabinet and was picking through it, her tail swishing hypnotically behind her. After a moment she pulled out a purple filled bottle that looked suspiciously like a potion.

“Ah! Just what I was looking for!”

It took a moment for Fey to realise she was talking about the bottle.

“What’s that?”

“Well, I may be a size appreciater but you are very very large, this is a magical relaxant, makes it a bit easier to take big ones like you.”

Fey raised a hand “O-oh, uhm, I don’t think you will need-”

The cat girl upended the potion and chugged it down, letting out an experienced belch at the end. She licked her lips and eyed Fey’s body.

“What were you saying?”

“... Nothing…”

Abby raised an eyebrow. “Tell me, Have you ever been to a brothel before?”

“Ah no, this is a new experience for me, brothels aren't really a thing where I’m from, but we don’t really have cities or towns either, just temporary camps while the clan journeys from place to place.”

“Oh? That sounds nice, what made you want to leave?”

“Erm, well, my Mother, she is the Banner Mare of my clan. She… she wanted to marry me off, to join our clan and another clan together. That… that wasn't what I wanted. I was quite good with healing magic so I left, looking to maybe join a magic school, they-they all rejected me, even the guild, and, well, I didn't know what to do, then I came across Ella and her adventuring band.”

“Oh no, that's so sad!” The cat girl put a palm over her heart and brought her brows together. “Gosh, my heart, you poor thing!”

Fey noticed Abby’s eyes for the first time, they were heterochromia, one eye green, one eye blue, aquamarine and cerulean, beautiful. She couldn't stop staring. Unprompted thoughts slipped into her mind, imagining what it would be like to breed the gorgeous bouncy catkin over and over again.

She gently shook her head, returning her attention to what Abby had said.

“...It’s okay, becoming an adventurer was one of the best things that ever happened to me.”

“Are hermaphrodites a common thing with centaurs?”

“Oh, uh, no, this, having a p-penis is new, very new, it’s... complicated.”

The cat girl tilted her head, curious.

“Well I suppose transformation magic exists, pretty damn rare though, you got lucky, can't say I disapprove of the choice, in fact I very much appreciate it, especially the size.”

“Erm, it was uhm, yes…”

“So, a country girl leaves home and finds a new flourishing path in life?”

Fey bit her lip. “Well, it was going okay, then the dungeon, but uhm, wh-what about you?”

“Me?” Abby rolled on her heels and played with her hair as she looked up, thinking. “Humm, well I sampled the carnal things in life and that was me lost, my Mother thinks it's because we have succubus somewhere in our distant ancestry, personally I think I just really really love dick.” She gave Fey a catty grin. “I tried other things, jobs, whatever, but it wasn't for me, I keep coming back here where I can get reamed and rutted to my heart’s content and paid on top of it as well! Oh, plus I’m really good at it.”

“Ah that's a... unique way of looking at things.”

“Is it? It’s just natural, it’s in an animal's nature to want to breed and mate and people are all animals at the end of the day. Come on, let me show you how this thing works.”

The cat girl skipped over to the wooden frame and then beckoned Fey over enthusiastically. The centaur trotted over bemused, her cock slapping up against her barrel as she drew closer somehow knowingly excited. Fey watched the cat girl’s tail curl over her pale shapely leg. She gulped.

Abby ran a small hand along the top of the taller frame until she came to a thick leather strap. She curled her fingers around it.

“This is for your front legs, you put your hooves over the frame and then I strap your legs in, it stops slipping while you are thrusting your big fat juicy dick into my little pussy.”

Fey nearly stumbled at that last bit and she had to steady herself against the smaller frame.

“That- that s-sounds quite useful!” her voice peaked as a small spurt of precum left her dick and splattered up the smaller frame darkening the wood and the carpet below.

“Isn't it! It lets you use the full power of your big muscular stallion hips to thrust and thrust and thrust!”

Fey could only nod, not sure what to say to this incredibly horny catkin.

Abby patted the frame. “Come on, let's get you up here.”

Fey shifted herself to be facing the frames and then with a grunt reared upward onto her back legs, trotting forward until she was over the top of the two frames so that her front legs came crashing down on top of the larger frame and her horse stomach was above the smaller. The wood groaned under her immense weight but held firm. Fey looked down at it nervously.

“Don't worry, it's really strong, it's designed for this kind of thing,” said Abby.

The catkin fiddled with the leather straps, unbuckling and pulling them around, tugging them so that they were comfortably aligned with Fey’s front legs. Then she strapped them over, pulling them tight so that Fey was tied down on the frame and couldn't move an inch.

Fey was suddenly very conscious of how compromising a position she was in. Her cock didn't seem to care though, it bounced happily up and down, drooling a steady flow of precum.

The cat girl put a finger to her chin and admired her work. She nodded her head.

“This is good, you're a good size for it. Hmm, let’s see, what else.”

The cat girl glanced around the room until her eyes fell on a small set of colourful crystals on a coffee table. She snapped her fingers.

“Of course!”

She bounded over to the coffee table, chest bouncing up and down, and began picking through the crystals, squinting at each one as though trying to identify it.

“What is that?” said Fey, unable to help her curiosity.

“Oh? You don't know? Well, I guess they haven't spread outside wealthy rich people’s homes much yet, they are very new. The only reason we have them is because Madame Quirrel’s sister is a fancy merchant. Just watch this, or rather, listen.”

The cat girl decided on a pink crystal and placed it on a small stand covered in runes. After a moment soft music began to play from an indeterminate direction.

Fey looked around startled, trying to see where the hidden musicians were. Were there invisible bards in every room of the brothel? She frowned and looked back at the pink crystal. If she squinted she could see that it was vibrating ever so slightly.

“My gods, that crystal, it’s creating music?”

“Yup! A musician plays a song, the crystal sucks it up and then it can play it back when mana is pushed into it. These are going to be everywhere in a few more years and the Bards are all going to become incredibly rich. Kinda makes me wish I’d tried to get a music type Class”

“It’s- It’s incredible!”

“I know right! Music anywhere at any time, it’s like being a noble with your own bard! We can have music for fucking!”

Fey wasn't sure that was the first thing people would think of using convenient music for, in fact she didn't think many people would jump to that at all, but she didn't want to spoil the cat girls enthusiasm so she let it pass.

“And you can play anything?”

Oh yeah, let me show you.”

Abby switched around the crystal, putting on a green one. A heavier music filled the room unlike anything Fey had ever heard, a beating bass sound, that throbbed through the air. Fey could feel the vibrations through her hooves.

“What, what instrument is that?”

“It isn't an instrument, once the bards figured out the trick with the crystals it didn't take them long to figure out how to start making music with pure magic. Apparently, that's a lot more flexible than traditional stuff.” The cat girl grinned and flipped the crystal once more, this time a red one. The music cooled down and became more fluid and suggestive.

“This is good, I like this song.”

The cat girl’s tail waved back and forth happily. She looked up at Fey as she padded toward her, bare feet on plush carpet, hips swaying from side to side.

She came to a stop in front of Fey, the difference in size between the two girls suddenly put in perspective as the cat girl looked up.

“I have a song about well endowed ones like you. I wrote it myself, want to hear?”

“Uhm- s-sure?”

The cat girl began to gyrate, shifting and moving her body in incredibly lurid ways, her skirt flicking up and flashing Fey with her slim lace panties. Fey couldn't help but notice the panties were soaked through and dripping. The dancing picked up becoming even more sexual and Abby began to sing.

“I’m your slut, you're my master”

“Pin me down and fuck me faster”

“Stretch me out and hear me sing”

“Put it in and feel me cling”

Fey couldn't help herself, the cat girl’s motions were doing terrible things to her, she whined and a cup of steaming hot precum spurted from Fey’s bucking cock and the dancing cat girl let out a happy gasp as it splattered up her body and over her skin, darkening her T-shirt. As she continued to dance droplets were flung from her hips and skirt with every motion.

“Bulge my throat and snap my choker”

“I’m freaky, lips tight like a stroker”

“Rut me rough, make me sore”

“Leave me sloppy, like a whore”

“I gulp and gasp and suck and moan”

“Fuck my throat and make me groan”

Abby lifted her arms and rolled them at Fey, curling her fingers in silky smooth motions, precum flicking from her fingertips, her eyes half lidded, one cute little pointy tooth bit down on her lip.

Fey’s rear bucked at the air of its own volition, her cock straining ever harder. More precum splattered up the cat girl causing her to moan and lean into it, enjoying the delicious warmth washing over her skin. “Oh gods Abby!” groaned Fey, she could practically hear her balls growling, hungry to breed this woman.

“Flash my puss, Swing my skirt”

“Roll my hips, flick and flirt”

“Let me ride, let me bounce”

“Show me dick and lemme pounce”

“Make it big cause big is better”

“Slide it in and make me wetter”

By this point Fey was practically hyperventilating, her breaths coming hot and heavy. Her hands had moved up to her breasts and were mauling at them through her blouse, squeezing down on her nipples and rolling them between her fingers. She couldn't look away, she was barely controlling herself, right on the edge of breaking the leather straps and leaping on the cat girl.

“I bounce and bounce like a bunny rabbit”

“You’re gonna give me a riding habit”

“Fill my womb with your baby batter”

“Cum and make my tummy fatter!”

“I cry, I wail, I howl, I scream!”

“My body glows as I cream and cream!”

“I’m your slut, you're my master!”

“Pin me down and fuck me faster!”

“P-PLease Abby! I’m begging! This-this- I need you! I neeed youuuu!”

Abby paused as the centaur’s hips thrashed against the frames, the wood creaking. She licked her lips. This was going to be good, it had been a while since she’d had a centaur and this one was the largest and most excited specimen she’d come across by a significant margin. Her puss ached and throbbed at the thought and fluid drooled a little faster from her soaked panties.

“Hmm, you liked it?”

In response Fey bucked at the wooden frame, the leather around her legs straining, her cock waving at the air wildly as her hips shoved forward, little sputters of precum continually leaking from the tip. The wood groaned alarmingly.

“Oh, this is gonna be fun!” Abby smiled.