How Cinder met Bubbles

	Cinder didn’t really plan to visit the farm again, truth be told she was kind of put off from it with her first encounter with the unwelcoming ‘patrons’ residing there (particularly Ginger) but at the constant urgings of Mateal she groggily complies.  As she boards the Hell’s Express with her particularly melancholy disposition, she mostly looks forward to the return trip as the locomotive sent off on its trip.  What she doesn’t know however, was that the farm had gained a newcomer to the herd in the timespan she had been away, one of a buxom, heavy-set Centaur girl. Unlike the other residents at the Glumco Farms, this specimen was one of a timid type, spacing herself away from the heavily endowed herds and keeping to herself for most of the time, as shy and composed as she was. She had plenty to be shy about though, given that her ass was the largest of all the farm’s residents, with only one of her massive, luscious buttcheeks alone being larger than most of the posteriors already found in the stables. Her rump was sought after by many a horny, horsecocked taurs on the farm, yet she always managed to allude their lusty nature one way or another. Accidents were frequent involving her rear, be it knocking over a lantern with her swaying rear or knocking someone over, followed by her subsequently apologizing and blushing as she hurried away, her bushy tail swishing and bobbing above her jiggling butt all the way. With such a buxom body, a pretty face, and long, silky smooth blonde hair dressed up into two bouncy pigtails, truly, she was perfection incarnate… aside from one small, disconcerning fact: She was Bubbles. Yes, as fate would have it through a series of unpredictable and mysterious circumstances, Bubbles found herself as one of the buxom breeding centaurs on the farm.  With such a new, strange environment around her though, her usual over-joyous, light hearted attitude was masked over anxiety and nervousness, especially with all the attention directed at her rump.

	As such, when Cinder yawns and strolls out of the train, taking the first steps onto the farm she had visited so long ago, it is quite literally love at first sight when she lays her eyes on that equine goddess. Drool drips from her opened mouth as her eyes followed every movement of that widehipped beauty, her entire body flushing with arousal at such a stout figure, with her palms becoming sweaty, her breath coming out in short pants, and a bulge forming at her groin that began to inch forward against her clothes with each passing second.  Only when Bubbles trots off into the barn is Cinder’s concentration returned to her, yet the growing bulge Muttering something under her breath to Mateal about having to attend to something, Cinder quickly dashes to get a better look at the centaress, opting to hide behind a massive bundle of cock milkers as she gropes and fondles the distending protrusion in her crotch. Sliding a single hand beneath her dress, she outlines the shape of her shaft, running her grip up along the length of her dick in slow, repetitive movements. From those flowing yellow locks to her immaculate white coat, everything about the centaur tempts Cinder into imagining sliding the hilt of her cock all the way into that cushiony rear. Gripping her fat cocktip, she feels all the gunky pre her dick has been spurting out slide down her dick when gets a good look at that prime centaur asshole pucker as a soft breeze blows against its fleshy surface. Never before in Cinder’s life had she seen such an enticing sight, those pillow tits, that massive rump, how overall soft and chubby her centaur figure is.  Sweat beads all over her face as she gazes longingly over that rearend. Cinder wants, no...she needs  that horse ass on her massive cock, any which way possible in fact, she could fuck that ass all day long- weeks upon weeks. Grunting sharply, Cinder nearly buckles her legs as she cums, spewing untold amounts of her semen straight into her her black dress, a large blotchy stain signifying this. She then runs her semen-coated hand to her mouth, sucking on her own seed amd appreciating it’s heady flavor while still peering over at Bubbles in her pen. When the time comes to depart from the farms, Cinder speaks up to Mateal before boarding the train back, desperately begging her if there was any way she could come back the proceeding day or make it a daily event in regards to visiting the farm. With a perplexed expression, Mateal explains that yes, she can come back the next day, the day after that, and so on, only it brings the risk of altering or even corrupting her due to the kinds of beings that inhabit such a taboo place. It doesn’t matter to Cinder though, after hearing the word ‘yes’ she lights up and happily agrees to whatever implications she must abide by, too caught up in thinking of that prime horse butt destined for her the next day to even try and listen to Mateal’s warnings.

	Expectedly, the next day as Cinder bounds out of the train towards her target, she is stopped by one of the farmworkers and told that, if she wants to make day by day trips like this a reoccurring thing, she must first have to drink a special drink before setting one foot on the farm. With a shrug Cinder takes the glass they hold in their hand and downs it, letting the bubbly, strangely thick stuff wash down her throat and fill her belly. In mere seconds she’s gulped down the entire drink, down to the last drop, subsequently asking
“Now may I enter the farm??”
quite impatiently. With a subtle grin, the farmhand obeys, curtseying as they allow her to shuffle past. Within minutes she’s once more lusting over and fondling herself to Bubbles, using both hands too. In her haste however, Cinder spent no time recollecting on the taste of the beverage she’s just consumed, nor the suspicious nature of having to drink such a substance before going onto the farm, which was, in fact, centaur semen- Grace’s, to be precise. The same kind of procedure occurs the next day, Cinder drinking a cup full of equine seed, then admitted to lust and jerk herself off to her centaur love. After just a few days of this kind of treatment, as she’s returning back to the train, she finds it hard to walk towards the platform, stumbling and about in a dazed state. With a massive, splitting headache to boot, Cinder feels unable to get back on the Hell’s Express as she simply lies down on a barrel of hay and begins to slumber away.

	The following morning, when Cinder stirs and wakes, the first effects of her intake of horse spunk have made themselves clear.  From the moment she awakes, her gaze never leaves her crotch as she lifts up the helm of her dress, exposing her new, thick horsecock dangling between her legs. It reeks of equine musk, pulsating and throbbing all up and down its veined surface. Startled and confused by her equine alteration, Cinder spreads her legs and rubs her hands around the base of her enormous mottled phallus, her eyes going wide when she finds that her dick has much more girth than before,  the same with her balls too, those enormous, heavy orbs hanging low in her much larger sac. Her bottom lip quivers at the sight of her veiny, bulbous shaft, the way her fleshy dick hangs so low in its flaccid state, with her broad, flared tip dripping pre already. Of course, Cinder’s concentration on the equine dick hanging between her legs is shifted when she sees her centaur love walk out into her pen, all her thoughts immediately turning to fucking that rump with her new horsedick. Shambling and finding it incredibly hard to maneuver with her semi-flaccid cock brushing up against her inner thighs, Cinder makes her way towards her horse-crush,  heart skipping beats when she turns and notices her. Even though both Cinder and Bubbles were indeed good friends for quite some time beforehand, in Bubbles current equine state and Cinder sprouting a massive hard on, the two barely even recognize each other. Trying to act as courteous as possible, Cinder begins to introduce herself and the two manage to make small talk, mostly consisting of how each other is feeling, what their names are, and so on. That is, until Bubbles humbly points out the massive protrusion jutting from Cinder’s groin, for it would seem she’s been getting quite turned on just by being in the vicinity of her. With a blushing expression Cinder quickly tries to hide her huge erection while trying to come up with a suitable excuse for the thick object protruding from her crotch…only to end up applying so much stimulating pressure to her dick it ends up lifting her dress up on its own- exposing itself right in front of Bubbles. Time seems to stand still as a deep, rosy red blush spreads over Cinder’s face at accidentally flashing the centaur lass in front of her, who gawks wide-eyed at that enormous, thick cock. As Cinder fidgets wither rockhard dick, she doesn’t seem to notice the horse girl in front of her repositioning herself with her front facing away, so when Cinder once more looks up to her centaur companion, she’s mesmerized by the sight of that huge, plump ass mere feet in front of her. Gasping and stuttering, Cinder mutters
“Are..Are you sure?”
To which, Bubbles replies by looking over her shoulder, smiling coyly as she gives a quick wink.

	Cinder bites her lip as she extends her hands forwards, sliding her palms over Bubbles’ soft, malleable buttocks.  Her mind hazed over in lust and her body flooded over in arousal, she begins to prod the tip of her flared dick against the gushing, sodden wet pussy in front of her, barely parting those soft netherlips with her broad cocktip in series of small, quick thrusts. By now Cinder is pressing up completely against that fat ass, her arms outstretched around the entirety of those colossal buttcheeks while she teases that silky cunt with her meaty equine fuckstick.  Bubbles lets out an animal-like moan when she feels Cinder begin to press into her, shoving the wide head of her dick straight past her sensitive, sodden netherlips and spearheading her horse pussy inch upon inch. It doesn’t take long for the two to both start getting into it, Bubbles rocking her ass back against Cinder’s dick with each deep thrust into her, with Cinder herself arcing her head back and drooling as her eyes flutter with each deep, dragging plunge of her dick into that fleshy marevag between those thick flanks. The tempo and speed at which she thrusts continues to increase as she revels in the increasingly wet sounds of their hips slamming against each other.  Both of their long, lust-fueled moans echo shamelessly through the farm, countless onlookers acting as an audience to the two. Cinder could care less though, she’s doing it, she’s finally fucking her one true centaur love, the one she had secretly came to so much before, as she admits her love to Bubbles utterly,

"Hnngghaah! M-more! I need more! ! Gonna s-stretch your fuckholes wide and m-make you my fat ass wife! Wghhaaaahhh w-want haagh y-your butt on my dick! Coat your ass in all of my hot seeeedd!"

	With a deep, powerful grunt, Cinder goes ballsdeep as she opens her mouth wide and cries a silent moan, her cumslit pouring untold amounts of her horsecum into Bubbles moistened slit, that hot seed gushing into her womb and filling her up within mere seconds. Sighing contently, Cinder keeps her fat cock submerged, letting her bloated balls vent out all the pent up seed they’ve been holding in, the excess of it spurting out of Bubbles’ filled pussy and pooling onto the ground below. After spewing the last remnants of her load into that silky cunt, Cinder pulls her fat horsecock out, admiring how she’s been able to render that once tight honeypot now gaping and gushing with her thick seed. Bubbles, panting and trying to catch her breath, barely has any time to collect herself before she feels Cinder spread her buttocks once more and plant her face right up against her butthole, moaning openly at the stimulation of getting rimmed in her current state. Cinder smothers herself against that puffy anus, running her tongue around such a thick, anal ring of flesh before prodding and poking her tongue into the very center of Bubbles’ asshole. Tentatively slipping her tongue in and out of that rear, Cinder appreciates the soft, fleshy texture and the musky taste, it’s tart and salty but not unpleasant, but more than that the clearly uncomfortable and nervous noises Cinder hears coming from Bubbles inspires her to continue, and she flattens her tongue out, licking around the edge of her plump, puckered asshole. She tenses some more, groaning and whinnying while her hooves beat the ground, forcing Cinder’s face even farther into her fat ass, so she makes the most of it and presses her tongue right past the tight ring of muscle. Now she really squeals, her butthole clenching up around Cinder’s mouth while she whickers and nearly loses her balance. With one final smooch against that puckered hole, Cinder releases her mouth against Bubbles’ anus, leaving a trail of saliva still between her lips and that quivering, partly opened anus. After such an exhausting experience, the pair retreats to the housing stables to rest a while, Bubbles laying down on some hay with Cinder lying against her plump midsection.

A couple hours later, Bubbles begins to stir

“Hey, hey Cinder! Wake up, wake up my cute wife!”

Cinder, rising and wiping the sleep out of her eyes, struggles to find the words to reply

“Hu-Wha? Di..Did you just call me your ‘wife’?

“Of course! After all, you did call me that and then give my big booty a kiss!

“But-Wait Bubbles n-“

She’s cut off as Bubbles smothers her in a tight, enveloping hug, pressing her massive tits against Cinder’s face
while nuzzling against her love.
Unable to say no to such a pretty face, Cinder embraces the cushy tits planted against her face, accepting her role of becoming this horse’s well-endowed lover.

	Over the next week, Cinder and Bubbles become ever more closer to each other, both of them fucking and pleasuring themselves near constantly. Cinder uses all of Bubbles’ assets to her advantage, sliding her dick between those heavy tits, blowing her load right into that pretty face, or just thrusting right into that enormous backside. The consumption of centaur cum doesn’t stop either, in fact, the amount for Cinder to consume picks up heavily, a cup of spunk replace by milk jug full of sloshing seed, which she happily complies with. The image of Cinder spewing untold amounts of jizz into Bubbles’ ass while she herself gulps down gallons of equine semen is a common sight on the farm, as is Bubbles being coated in Cinder’s seed.  By the end of the month the two are madly in love, and when Bubbles sees Cinder stride towards her, her bottom half completely equine like a kind horse-satyr, she just beams and shakes her rump a little to entice her half-horse partner. The process is speeding up dramatically, and now all Cinder wants more than ever is to be a centaur just like Bubbles,  able to mount that horse tush and ooze it full of her spunk. With a chuckle, Cinder tears off the top of her dress, letting her breasts bounce free and expose her fully nude figure while she sinks her dick in to the hilt in Bubbles’ gushing pussy. She doesn’t need clothes anymore, and if she’s ever going to be a full centaur, she’s gotta start getting used to being in the nude 24/7.  They fuck for near days on end, Cinder letting the farm hands offer her tube connecting straight to Grace’s spewing cock, feeding her near limitless amounts of globby horsecum. All the while Bubbles coos delightedly over all the sweet nothings Cinder pours out to her, mostly dealing with her fat horse ass or how she loves to slather her face in creamy spunk.
	A few months later, the two are a happily married couple. Cinder, with an intake comprising almost entirely of centaur seed, has become a centaur herself, he deep, dusky black coat looking beautiful on her large frame while her tail swishes in the wind. Wherever Bubbles goes, she follows, the two are inseparable by now, either fucking or making out as they fondle each other’s supple tits. Housed in the same pen together, they gush their love out towards another while fucking the day away, both as content as ever to stay with their love as the two spouse orgasm again and again. As Cinder lies down that night close to her kind, blonde love, she makes sure to snuggle close, more glad than ever to be with her cute centaur partner, closing her eyes and drifting off into a deep sleep. Truly, they’ve never been happier.