It was a sunny day, the grass was a beautiful shade of green, the sky was blue, and he was with the woman he had dreamed of being with for years. They stopped at a stream. The giant spider was out hunting. It was one of them, already taken over by Society and it wouldn’t go far. His eyes weren’t on the giant spider catching equally large grass hoppers and locusts. They were settled on the many wounds that covered her, the woman that filled his thoughts.

He approached her as she drank from the stream. One of her hooves pounded the ground warning him of her mood. An involuntary action that centaurs did. Something close to a stress reliever and a form of bodily communication. Much like the sound made by a rattling hydra’s many tails.

There were open wounds that hadn’t healed on her rump. Large ugly red lines covered her back and rope burns covered her legs just above her hooves. “They treated you horribly.” Gig said. She snorted and continued drinking. An eye was on him and her tail flicked back revealing a pair of panties. They were torn in places and dirty. Her once beautiful tail was covered in rat tails.

“From my experience with humans, I was treated well. It could have been worse. There are stories of my kind being ground up and fed to dogs. I’m lucky to have been bought by a human who fancies me. What are you waiting for, rip off the last scrap of clothing and take me? Isn’t it what you desire?” Gig walked beside her and filled his canteen. Runes on the item flared boiling the water as it passed through a small filtration system. More runes moved into a new pattern. The water was quickly cooled. He took two small foldable wooden cups and poured them each a cup.

Holding out one she took it. “How is this better than the river?” She took a sip and raised a golden eyebrow. “This water tastes sweeter than any water I’ve ever drank. You learned something useful at that academy after all.” He shrugged and took a drink. This trinket was something he made to impress her. She talked about how the streams near the village she was born were sweet. He wanted to bring that back to her.

“That isn’t all I learned. May I see one of your hooves?” Gig said. She nodded her head but when he picked up one of them her blonde horse ears went back.

“Be careful I’m sore.” Gig smiled gently and took out a knife and began picking small pebbled out of her hoof. Using the knife, he trimmed the hard hoof. The knife was very sharp and took little effort to shear through bone.

Placing a hand on the rope burns he used life. He used Auto Heal and watched the wound slowly stitch itself before his eyes. Gig pulled the hairs away and poured water on the wound to clean it. She watched him carefully as he repeated the action on every hoof. With all four of her hooves properly trimmed and cleaned she walked around with greater ease.

“How are you feeling?” He asked her. The move had taken 90% of his reserves, it would be a few hours before he could continue healing her.

“Good, Gig not that I don’t appreciate what you’re doing, I’m a centaur and you’re a human. We can’t be together.” She said.

“What’s your name? I just realized, I have been thinking about you for so long and never had the courage to ask.” Gig said in shame. She snorted at him and paced about her tail swishing and her eyes keeping him in her peripheral.

“My name is Dyneroth, Gig by my people’s laws if you can mount me and I can’t throw you off, then I’m yours. If you can take me then we can be together, and my people won’t be able to argue your claim. But Gig, I could kill you by accident. What will the other human’s think of our union?” Gig stood wasn’t even as high as her horse half. It was easily 20hands high. She towered over him.

“They will think nothing. I’m an artificer now my value is in what I make. My eccentric behavior isn’t worth batting an eye over. We can wed and live in a human village if you want to.” She looked at him with eyes slightly larger than a human, they were a lovely shade of blue more vibrant than his own. Her coat was a chestnut color.

“If that is the case then you need an incentive my stallion.” She pushed down the last scrap of clothing that protected her modesty. Only her bra remained. Her tail swished showing him a set of large black lips and a round horsey donut just below the tail. “Do you like what you see or are you having second thoughts? After all, to most humans I’m no better than a farm animal. Have you lost your nerve?” Dyneroth said in a chilly tone.

Gig watched the dirty pair of panties drop and couldn’t control his heart. The swishing of the tail and her deep blue eyes were so entrancing he couldn’t decide which to look at. He took a step closer and Dyneroth leapt up and kicked him in the solar plexus. All the air in his lungs left him but he didn’t really breath out of them anymore.

Slowly he rose back to his feet with only the imprint of a horse hoof on his shirt for his troubles. He saw her lips peel up in a smile. She turned her rear back towards him and shook it in his directions. “Come on little human you can’t let this big bad centaur get the best of you.” She said and galloped around him. He got up to his feet and ran at her only to stop just before a hoof would have hit his head.

The second her hoof was at the half way point he leapt. His arms wrapped around her belly as his legs gripped her withers. That was when she started to really run and throw her backside up. She laughed the whole time kicking up dust, kicking, and making sharp turns. This was a different side to her he hadn’t seen when he was younger.

She ran towards the stream and splashed water up getting him soaked. He continued holding on her her wet fur as they moved around faster and faster. Eventually his hands began to slip he was losing his grip and the next buck would throw him off and get him a painful kick as well. Just before he would have fallen she slowed down. Dyneroth tossed her rump to the side knocking him off.

“You passed about an hour ago.” She said in a sing song voice. Gig laid on the ground huffing and puffing.

“Your shitting me. Then why didn’t you stop?” He yelled.

“Hey, don’t get mad at me. You’re the one who decided to make it fun. Mount me again, its tradition.” Gig crawled off the ground and took off his wet cloths. He was naked as the day he was born in the open with his centauress bride. She said it counted, so it counted.

“Why were you so cold to me when I was younger?” He asked, he wanted to know.

“You were a horny little boy that ran around trying to get peaks at what was under my tail. Why would I give you the time of day? Then you bugged me and constantly declared you would marry me. Oh, and you never asked me my name.” She said with a smile knowing he felt like a dick.

“I remember it differently.” Gig mumbled.

“I’m sure you do. I bet you laid awake every night thinking about it and embellishing it.” She said and winked at him. “Do I meet the standards of your dreams?” Dyneroth said.

“You surpass them.” He let a smile cover his face. “The real thing is better than any fantasy could be. But you seemed eager enough to Marry me. Why?”

“You saved me from slavery, healed my wounds, and followed my cultures rituals. Anyone willing to put in that much effort for me is more than worthy of what’s under my tail.” She turned around again and swished her tail to him. This time it was dripping with fluids. “The ritual has made me hot get back here and tame my fire.” Gig got up and walked slowly forward. Instead of kicking him she spread her legs out and curled her tail to the side.

He placed a shaky hand on her black lips and felt how soft they were. Slowly he rubbed her up and down and just as he reached the apex of her lips, her clit came out and winked at him. Reaching his other hand forward he grabbed both of her lips and pulled them apart.

The hole he had wanted to sink for so long was cavernous and red. He eased a finger in and felt her cunt swallow it hole. Two, three, and four she took his hand up to the wrist and she pushed back. “Maybe you should just fist me this time. I don’t think your member will be too, filling.”

He knew she didn’t mean it like that and normally she would be right. But he had an ace for her hole. His member extended from its human appearance and rose up. It became a large tentacle with the head of his penis as the tip. His balls hung at the base large as a Minotaur’s. His tentacled member was bigger around than both of his fists side by side.

She turned her head back and leapt forward barely stopping herself from kicking him. “What is that?” Dyneroth asked.

“Well I had some work done to better please you. It vibrates and has mini tentacles to enhance pleasure.” Gig said in a subdued voice.

“Maybe I shouldn’t have knocked your human penis.” She mumbled and lifted her tail again. Her black lips quivered from anticipation. Whether she thought it would hurt or feel unbelievably good was up to debate.

He opened her lips looking into her deep red flower. His member slid into it along with two feet of tentacle. Her shoulders flexed as the vibrations started. He could taste inside of her. The mini tentacles acted as tongue letting him lick and prod her walls. The head of his penis pushed again her cervix. Then she tightened as pressure began to build.

Her tongue fell out of her mouth as their eyes met. “Ok its good keep going.” She said mid moan. He grabbed ahold of her rump and pushed forward. The muscular tentacle that was him member coiled inside of her stretching her walls as her juices began to fill up. Pressure was building as the sensations were getting to him. The massive tube that was his genitals was filling up.

She let out a whinny as a 3ft tube of cum shot into her in massive bursts. “This is my favorite part.” She said as him member retracted leaving behind a liter of cum. She stepped forward squatted and peed. “This is my second favorite part. Nothing beets pissing afterwards.” Gig was breathing heavy.

“I thought you were never mounted before?” Gig said his jealousy bubbling up.

“I have my needs. I had a dildo that squirted fake seed when I came.” She said in a reassuring voice. “Though, I can’t believe I’m saying this but you’re better.”

Gig thrust his hands in the air. “Yes!” She laughed at him and lifted her tail. Her clit continued winking as her tail slowly lowered. She let out a huff and galloped around shaking her wet fur.

“We should get back on the road. We are expected back in a few days and I have a lot of work ahead of me.” Gig said. The giant spider came back weighing a few kilograms more and they made their way for the holy land.