After a rush of light you find yourself standing in a forest glen. The sun feels warm on your skin and the air smells fresh and clean. As you start to move around, you feel like you're on a horse. Looking down, you see that being ON a horse isn't quite right. Your torso blends into a horse's body. You're a centaur.
You don't just look like a mythological creature, but feel every muscle rippling over your human/equestrian physique. You take off in a gallop and relish the speed and strength of your new body. You leap over rocks and turn on a dime, then go as fast as you possibly can through a pasture -- your long hair and mane flapping behind you. Stopping to catch your breath, you run your hands over your sweaty six-pack stomach and feel the smooth fur below. With a start, you discover that your body has not completely become a horse at the waist: a large, very human cock hangs between your front legs.
You hear galloping coming over a ridge and turn to see a princess riding her white mare over the distance. Her long gown flows behind her as she urges her horse to go faster, her face flushed with excitement. Noticing her athletic body and full breasts bouncing with every impact, you feel the familiar stirring in your groin. You also realize that her mare is an equally fine looking female, as a new stirring grows between your hind legs.
Twisting around and below, you see that you've been doubly blessed. Not just a human and horse body, but a cock for each -- both urging you to act. |