Iolande looked down at her tiny captive, knowing just the right use for her. She lowered her hand a little, down to where her human half turned into the horse half. "You're lucky - this is probably the best you could hope hope for," she says. She lifts a tuff of hair, and you can clearly see her folds. "I've always wanted a daughter, but I've never had a chance to. My mate died soon after we were married. I was depressed and lonely, and when I heard about the raid, I decided to go, just to see if I could find anyone suitable."
Even though she did kidnap you from your home while it was being attacked, you can't help but feel sympathetic towards her situation.
"I really am sorry to hear about your loss, miss," you say. "But...becoming your daughter?"
She nods. "It's asking a lot of you, I know. But if I don't do something, then one of the other centaurs will, and I know they would do far, far worse things to you."
You gulp. Suddenly, your situation doesn't seem as bad, knowing other captives could have far more troubles. This would mean quite the change for you, both mentally and physically. Would you be willing to let go of your human family just to help this centauress?
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