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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.

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

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."