This choice: You quickly get home and feed the violet potion to the horse you chose. • Go Back...Chapter #5You quickly get home and feed the violet potion... by: Mr. George   The stables are quiet when you return, and you take the opportunity to admire the fine beasts that you have. You don't wish to sacrifice one of them, but the lure of a centaur pulls at you relentlessly. You see a shy palomino filly at the end her blonde mane and tail twitch skittishly, as she is still new. Her nose flares as she smells the nearby stallions, and the overwhelming aroma from the other fillies and mares. As a filly she is unfamiliar with the cravings her body is giving her, but you know that she is ready for breeding.
You pour the violet potion into her bucket, stirring it in with a stick. The colour soon fades, and the horse slakes her thirst without any apparent effects. A brief sneeze is all that comes from the thirsty animal, followed by a loud fart as it breaks wind pungently.
You hope that you haven't been duped, but since you paid nothing you see no harm in continuing.
The harder task now lies ahead, which girl will be bonded with this beautiful creature. You try to consider the choices objectively, Sashra has been more demanding lately and that should be nipped in the bud. A smile crosses your face as you think of Basra, one of the few fair skinned and fair haired girls in your harem, she would look so impressive. You read the instructions just to be sure that the potion will mix with alcohol without side effects, and you see also that if the potion is given to a female she will breed true to her new form.
Not only will you gain a centaur,... hmmh centauress, you will be the first centaur breeder. You think also of how the first one, should be a prime specimen, which makes you consider, Anika. Her wide hips and generous breasts would make her an ideal mother.
Given the choice, you decide to leave it to fate. And pour three glasses, adding the amber potion to the wine. Briefly it flares scarlet, before returning to a more normal burgundy colour. As you enter the harem you invite Sashra, Basra and Anika to join you in celebrating your good fortune in winning your mystery prize.
You feel a bit of a heel for tricking one of the girls, but as they drink it down, the mood is good. You stick to white wine, "for a clear head" you tell the girls. But soon all the glasses are empty and they are caressing your muscles and vying for your attention. A master who has good fortune can be very generous to a girl.
You let them play their games, enjoying the touches and kisses. The hands wander frequently to your crotch, and one bravely squeezes your tight ass. You lie back on the chez longue and listen to the voices filled with promise, and the quick tongue flicking an earlobe.
Your eyes snap open when you hear a stomach gurgle in a very odd manner. "Please master, I'm sorry master." she says. "But I don't feel well."
"Run girl, run to the stable and take a horse to the healer.", you turn and watch as her gorgeous ass moves so promisingly as she flees the harem.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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