Writing - Centaur Musings

FRONT PUSSY.

I like having the option, I'll say that. I appreciate that it can be there.

Sometimes you feel like hugging her, sometimes you feel like her pinning you against the wall and sometimes, you just want to bury your face into that bottom as far as you can and get coated in her scent and taste.

And sometimes, you just want to ride on her back, press your chin against her neck, and sniff her hair

How would different centaurs' hair smell? White Horn is probably pine needles and winter berries.

I wonder how embarrassed they would get if you inhaled that.

God, can you imagine how hot a flustered White Horn would get? You'd probably be seeing steam rise off her face and her hooves would melt the snow on contact.

>Make a WH so flustered the air around her ignites like an inferno
>All because you're showing off images of when she was chubby in grade school to her friends

I love flustered centaurs. For me, their perfect personality is some cross between Darkness/Lalatina and Centorea, not quite that masochistic, nor that formal

That sounds like the perfect mix to me too. Fantastic. So she'd almost certainly be a knight then? What other traits would she have?

Definitely a knight. Decent tits that may get in the way during harsh battle, but those battles dont happen much do they? Blonde hair is always great on centaurs when mixed with a palomino coat. Blue or green eyes is a nice perk. Backstory: She was a knight that had a bit of a crush on you back in school. When she learned that you were interested in monster girls she decided to monsterize to get stronger and to make you happy.

Oh wow, so monsterizing into a Centaur huh? That's a rare one in my memory. I wonder what sort of adjustments would need to be made doing something like that. Maybe she'd be embarassed by her horse pussy only to realize how much more sensitive and easy to please it is?

I based it off an idea KC once mentioned in passing about there being monsterization clinics to help girls and couples adjust. I imagine it as anon received a summons to the clinic out of the blue to support someone. He arrives and discovers that she is there waiting for him and wants his input on the species and he would be the one to suggest something regal, sophisticated, and knightly to match her. She would peruse the encyclopedia before choosing a centaur and being supplied with the correct mana to make those changes. One very intense very long love making session later, she is now your centaur knight, ready to protect you and even take a beating if needed, knowing how strong her new body is. She figures out front/back by a sort of instinct.