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    Men and centaurs have united to celebrate the end of a war and the wedding of King Pirithous. When the unruly centaurs swill too much wine, their leader hopes to claim the king's bride and her retinue of innocent maidens to bear his warriors' young.

In the resulting chaos, Lyta, a delicate woman known for beauty and purity, distracts a powerful centaur warrior named Pholus to protect her friend from his savage lusts. But she can't outrun him, and Pholus captures Lyta and hauls the maiden deep into the forest, where he takes her body and plants his seed, showing her that he's half man, half horse, and all rough passion!

Warning: This 5,400-word story based loosely on the Centauromachy of ancient Greek legend contains explicit adult content, including an innocent young maiden deflowered by a monstrous centaur with the thick, long... legs of a horse.               

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    Lyta felt Pholus's gaze on her.  She looked up and found the centaur watching her with hooded eyes as he paced back and forth, pawing at the ground with one front hoof.  "Why did you carry me away?" she asked him.
    Pholus snorted.  "Eurytus and the others were fools to let their impulses rule them.  In their drunken stupor, they could not wait for a better moment.  Instead, they sought to sate their lust, thinking themselves stronger than even King Pirithous's mighty host.  I'm no fool to stay and die by their hands."  He came to her, slow and unhurried, until his powerful body towered over her.
    Lyta could smell that wild scent again, only stronger now, thick with musk and sweat.  "What do you want from me?"
    "The same thing Eurytus demanded," Pirithous.  "A broodmare."  He reached down and stroked her bare upper arm, and