Odd Job
By BD-Acht

http://www.furaffinity.net/view/31558818/

“A thousand gold. For one night…Er, and your, um, discretion.” She added that last part with a hesitant tone.

Talia’s eye twitched. May made a noise that sounded a bit like she choked.

Holy shit that was a lot of coin.

Talia cleared her throat in a dignified manner, trying to clear her voice of shock.

“And, for what exactly are you paying us for?”

The noblewoman was young, looking like she was in her early twenties. She wore a beautiful dress befitting of her high-born blood. She was much shorter than they were, but that was to be expected of most people when standing before the two centaurs. She was a slender woman, with a soft and angular face that framed deeply inquisitive eyes. But right now there was something a bit wild in those blue pools. Her face blushed red, a similar flush blotching the fair skin of her bosom.

“I want to become your stallionhood,” she nearly panted.

There was a long pause.

“And your big, gravid orbs,” her quivering voice grew more sure, more yearning, “I want to become your fat stallion prick, your throbbing pillar of hard horse dick. And your sack filled with big balls brimming with your seed…” It was her turn to clear her throat. She slipped a vial from her coin purse, “I have everything necessary ready.”

Talia and May looked to one another, their mouths agape.

“Uh, lady, you didn’t happen to catch a facial from a succubus did you…?”

To her credit, the noble kept her façade of regality despite having just asked to become an equine fuckstick. “Is the gold not enough…?”

“No! No, not that just…are you sure…?” Fuck, what a great question. Talia asked herself the same question, looking over the needy woman. Well, now it made a little more sense why she had asked them to come out to the woods. But then why did she ask May to-

“A-and, I want you to fuck her with me. Do not worry, the potion will leave you fallow…A-and I’ll know if you don’t.” She sounded strange with her proper inflection and lust induced stutter. She tried to sound knowing, despite having no idea if she would be thinking at all as the centaur woman’s throbbing meat.

The two centaurs were stunned as the noblewoman began undressing. They hadn’t even begun unraveling the second part of the offer before the woman was naked and stepping behind them. Even splitting it the money was incredible. Who were they to refuse fulfilling this lady’s wish…? Suddenly the situation took on a more intimate feeling.

The woman walked behind May, her heavy breathing audible behind them both. May raised her cream colored tail shyly, obliging her. Talia felt her own slit grow hot as they both heard the noblewoman’s breathy sigh at the sight of May’s puffy dark pussy. May looked over to Talia, biting her lip.

It wasn’t like the two of them hadn’t been close before. They’d had to “help” one another during their heats of several different occasions. Centaurs tended to be a lot more relaxed about their sexual relationships than humans anyways. The fact that they were friends wasn’t really an issue.

The noble finished staring at the thick lipped equine cunt, shuddering at the thought that she would soon be filling it. She walked back in front of Talia, eyes drinking in her brown coat and matching creamy brown skin. She locked eyes with her soon to be owner as she uncapped the potion and swallowed it back with gusto. Licking her lips, she dropped below.

She wasted no time, which worked well since the potion seemed to be fast acting. Two soft ass cheeks pressed into Talia below, in the perfect place for a soon to be cock. The twin globes stuck fast, a slutty moan flowing from the noblewoman’s lips. Talia’s legs shifted, stepping inplace at the strange sensation between her hind legs. Fuck was she really doing this? The soft weight tugging and flowing into her crotch said yes. Too late to turn back now for either of them.

A ragged gasp tore the air below, the human wiggling her rump as it sunk into the powerful centaur body above her. The feeling, the anticipation of soon realizing her darkest desires, fuck it was all too much. She moaned again, for once, caring less and less about how she appeared to others. Her ass was soon completely gone, fixing her tight to her new base.

“Yesssss,” she groaned in ecstasy. May watched on with a focused look, her nethers beginning to water despite her reservations. A hand snaked up to toy with one of her nipples, grasping at her pale breast. Talia’s eyes fluttered as she focused on the changes happing to her.

The woman’s legs quickly became weak, starting to hang rather than support. Her arms propped her up, not quite ready to dangle like a dick yet.

The flesh of her inner thighs, her feminine delta, began to stick together. The skin descended from where her groin once was, looking more and more like her two legs were jutting from a fleshy bag. Her weak legs began to twitch upwards, disappearing into the loose skin, calfs sticking to the back of her shapely thighs. The sack dangled, empty for now, darkening into a bestial black-brown. Within, her legs continued to press together, flesh growing impossibly close and changing into something far more perverse.

Her hands, so soft and womanly from a life of ease, squeezed hard into the grass and dirt.

“Yes, oh fuck yes! Turn my legs into your-ah!-churning, heavy-mmm-sack! Make me your virile shaahhft!” The woman had dropped all pretense of nobility or refinement. This was her darkest, most desperate dream. She was going to enjoy it.

Talia’s rear hips bucked slightly with the forming instincts carried with her new flesh. The noble gave a high moan, turned on beyond anything she could have ever imagined before. May could only watch in fascination and growing lust as she looked at her friend’s soon to be dick.

Her womanly waist bloated, her body thickening in a creeping wave of changing flesh. Her guts simplified into a simple tube, her organs turning into crude erectile tissue swelling with lust. Within moments of her base forming into a proper girthy cylinder, the dark coloration of the centaur’s flesh began to seep down her fair skin. With it her soft perfumed skin was altered into the clammy flesh of a horse cock.More lust filled exclamations spewed from the woman’s mouth as her nuts finally finished.

There was a weight that tugged at Talia.

PLOP

PLP

Suddenly the scrotum was filled by two gravid orbs, already beginning to fill the centaur’s body with powerful testosterone and brimming with seed. Talia gasped and shuffled a bit, sending her new testes swinging and her still mostly human fuckrod jiggling. The noble loved the feeling.

“Oh. M-my. FUCK. Uhnf,” she couldn’t even form words properly as one of her hands pawed at the full sack. She shuddered, body arching upwards momentarily before she stopped holding herself up with her other hand so she could feel herself up more. She swung to a stop in a manner that May found decidedly phallic. Her hands pulled at her new skin, feeling the new and simple flesh within. She couldn’t contain herself when she started to slide her shaft skin over its semi-filled core.

“Fuck. FUCK! Do it! Make me your big meaty fuck tool. Make me throb and thrust and leak and c-cum. Fuck please make me cum! Make me squirt like a thick stupid COCK!” She was squirming now, just trying to touch herself as much as possible as she became an extension of pure lust and pleasure.

Her digestive tract continued to simplify, changing into a sizable chute made for delivering sticky hot spunk. The phallic flesh continued to add to its length up her body, soon consuming her breasts and leaving her a thick drum of throbbing meat. A fleshy ring formed where her ribcage used to end. The medial ring of a horse prick. Her throat changed texture as it became the end of her cum canal. She groaned again, “Y-your-fff-dick, oh fuck make me your cock. Make me-“ her sentiments were suddenly expressed by slick fluid spewing over her tongue and slicking her lips. Still hanging downwards, she stared in a cum dumb reverie at the long string of pre dangling from her lips. She tried to reach to smear it all over her sensitive flesh but realized her arms were now stuck, changing to fatten up her obscene girth. She twitched, muscles in her base sending her wiggling. She was mottled the lewd pink and animal black of a true equine phallus. It drove her mind mad with erotic desire at how she was reduced, lust and blood pounding in her head together now.

Her lust crazed words had stopped, changing to reflect her new form. Words didn’t come out of the meaty dick of a centaur. She dribbled slick pre that coated her flushed cheeks and mouth. Muscles to swallow or articulate her mouth had disappeared. Her pretty lips were just the slick, shoddy disguise for a very leaky urethra. Pulses of the masculine lubricant squeezed up her throat, filling the air with the musk of a stallion’s member. The noble was in a lust addled awe at how natural it felt, how her flesh just knew how to be a cock. The idea of being reduced to such a obscene organ make her squirm for touch, for pressure her body now craved. Helpless. Dirty. Lewd. And powerful in a way that only steel stiff dicks could be. She arched upward in an attempt to embrace her form, a splurt of pre gushing from her lips.

The noblewoman’s pale, graceful neck started to change in earnest. Here, the skin started to change first. Soft smooth skin became the damp flexible skin of a shaft, perfect for stretching and sliding over a throbbing hard core. The color spread upwards still, encroaching on her face while momentarily leaving her with a human neck with a penile coating. That didn’t last long. The pretty arches and curves were blotted out as the flesh swelled into pulsing cockmeat. Soon the noble was nothing but a pretty face on the end of a dangling length of equine cock. Her face was lost in a look of unfathomable lust, the last she would she would wear tonight.

Her hair began to retract, further ruining the illusion she was anything but a cock. Her skin finished transforming, leaving her face mottled and hot, covered in penile flesh. Her head grew softer as it turned into semi-erect tissue. A thick ridge grew around her face and her features began to soften. Her lips pulled into her flesh, leaving it a slippery hole in her face. Her features puffed into fleshy fuckmeat, smoothing over until her lidded eyes were all that remained. The sensations too much for her, she closed her eyes trying to embrace it, quickly sealing to leave her with only her touch. The delicate face that had been coveted and enjoyed by the upper crust of society had been reduced to a crude, blunt head of a centaur’s cock.

The dick twitched, the once high born noblewoman hanging low beneath the centaur. She quickly shrank to the size of a proper equine cock, still a massive tool for a human to behold. Its plump form began to swell with blood that was anything but noble. It raised in a lust filled arch of turgid flesh beneath Talia, pre glinting from its fat tip. Talia was out of breath, the sensation of the change alien but was quickly being normalized by an intense, yearning lust. May sighed with need, feeling her clit wink as she looked at the mottled tool and heavy nuts.

“Holy. I…” Talia tried collect her thoughts, but her new cock gave a healthy splurt of pre that stilled her thoughts. She felt her need guide her.

TWCK

Her eyes fluttered as she slapped the meaty rod against her belly.

THWP

Slick lust oozed down her dickhead, dangling in a glistening string below the throbbing rod. The whole thing bobbed with need. Fuck she was so hard. May felt similarly. Talia looked over to her only to see that her cream colored horse half with its rear to her, tail flagged, and pussy puffy and wet. May bit her lip as she looked back to Talia, content to let her body do the talking. The newly made stallion huffed, eyes lidded. She trotted up behind her friend.

What was once a woman throbbed in need. It had a desperate need filling its form. It was just so SO hard. The dick’s mind was basically as phallic as its body, having had its brain turned into cockmeat with a cum chute running through it. The first slap against the flesh above had exploded its senses, annihilating any human thoughts or sentiments that remained. The magic of the potion was why it had a mind at all, however dicked. Feelings and wants mingled in place of proper thoughts. The throb of blood through its phallic tube. The tingle of pre pulsing up its thick urethra. The heavy sway and jiggle of its balls. The stiff swinging of its girth…The need to do its job. To fulfil its duty. It didn’t know, but its flesh understood.

Talia lunged onto May’s back, either one of them unable to wait. Instincts guided her body, thrusting her fat dick closer to its hot wet home. Suddenly she could feel the strange sensation of her rigid cock pressing into something soft and warm. Gasping, she humped in short thrusts until she finally lined up the thick shaft with May’s cunt, and pressed.

The meat pole’s rudimentary thoughts exploded into a passive ecstasy of touch. It truly was nothing but a tool now. A throbbing, thick, rod for fucking. For stuffing slick hot holes and filling them with seed. Its entire length tingled as its blunt head smeared against that heavenly thick lipped hole. It hardened up even further, and then plowed inside, parting flesh as it was meant to.

Pure, unadulterated ecstasy. It felt true pleasure as it slid into the cunt, hot wet walls gripping at its turgid girth, unyielding as the walls clenched and smeared their lust against it. After an endless age of pleasure later, it felt its heavy balls touching something. When it started to move faster, when the walls started milking its entire length, every fiber of its being was alight with pleasure. It would have stayed this way forever if not for the growing need in its base.

Talia and May went at it like animals. Talia’s fresh instincts guided her perfectly, railing May as if her life depended on it. May, with her rear legs spread and cunt stuffed full of what used to be a beautiful noble woman, was about to cum. She squealed, head rolling back and lips quivering as her pussy began to clench wildly around the cock inside her. Talia yelled as she joined her.The dick felt something hot and desperate about to tip within it when its sheath began to convulse around it. It was lost, climax wiping out anything but the exulted sensation of orgasm. Thick, hot seed pulsed up its length, every rhythmic pulse just increasing its mind rending pleasure. Finally it erupted, just a girthy prick spewing big sticky ropes of cum deep within the cunt. They splattered the soft walls around it, sticking to its head and mashing against its hard shaft. In the slick aftermath it basked, a cock having no concern for being messy or soaked with cream.

Finally the dick grew soft within. Talia dismounted, spunk splattering May’s legs and oozing from her dark slit. They caught their breath, the plump cock softening below, dangling fleshily.

“…wow,” May breathed. “Wow…”

“She’s…big…” The phantom feeling of it still ramming her rear affirmed that.

“Yeah.”

They couldn’t find anything else to say. They didn’t bother cleaning off after that. The whirlwind of lust and anticipation having worn them both out. The cock retreated, now small and swaddled in the centaur’s sheath. The feeling of the big masculine balls hanging below felt natural. To Talia it felt perverse and just a little powerful.

…..

Early the next morning, before the sun rose, the noblewoman turned back. They had all been sleeping, waking almost an hour after the change back. She was laying under Talia much as she had been last night. She blinked awake groggily, stumbling up to her feet.

The taste of spunk was thick in her throat and mouth, her breath musky. Her skin was covered with a dry glaze of centaur sex, a mix of May’s grool and her own cum. The scent of both coated her. Her body felt stiff and her head still terribly horny.

“T-thank you for your service,” she said with a sticky throat. She gathered her clothes, putting them on clumsily before stiffly walking back towards town. The two centaurs were still in a bit of awe at the strange woman…not that they didn’t enjoy their time with “her”. They gathered their pay and trotted to the nearby stream to clean up.

…..

It was a week and a half later when they received another summons to the same place. The noble wore fine attire, once again looking for all the world like a model for civility and upper class normalcy. She looked composed, but they could both see the hints of scarlet in her cheeks. She handed them a large bag of gold, and a slim vial to May.

“This will make you go into heat for the evening.” Despite their previous experience, they were still stunned. She fixed Talia with a haughty stare, but she could see the desperate lust in her eyes.

“I want you to walk with me through town this time.”