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Related article: Four-legged Blues, by Josh DuganI grew up with my best friend from next door, Rusty. His family was all
centaurs, and Rusty was just a centaur colt when first met him, back when we
attended the same grade school. We lived quite a ways from school, and
sometimes when nasty preteen naked I didn't feel up to the long walk to and from school, Rusty
would let me ride on his horseback. In return, I would help Rusty with his
homework. Even then, I used to get a pleasant thrill riding on him - preteen accidental nudity he
liked me, and it was so nice to feel so much of him all around me - under my
hands as I held his shoulders, and under my legs, as his gentle horse-body
carried me along while we talked about this or that.By the time we were grown up, Rusty was something else - a very tall centaur,
with a good-looking, broad-shouldered, long-armed torso, springing
beautifully from an exceptionally sleek and glossy stallion's body. His face
remained boyishly handsome, although the lengthening jawline, the hollowed
cheeks and the full, sensitive lips broadcasted his deep virility. I loved to walk alongside him to and from school more than ever -- I had also
enjoyed becoming tall and rather leggy in an athletic way, so sometimes I
would run alongside him as he cantered along, although he could always outrun
me, just as any horse could. But when I was out of breath and stumbling from
trying to keep up his incredible pace, he'd laugh and scoop me up onto his
back and give me a ride home. You'd think it would have been hot and
unpleasant to be tired and stinging with sweat and then to mount a horseback
foaming with perspiration and hold onto a tall, broad back glistening with
sweat -- but it wasn't. In fact, it was wonderful. I would take my t-shirt
off and let my workout-developed chest and stomach press and preteens cum videos slide against
his strong spine and feel his wide shoulder blades as they worked against my
pectorals, and I am sure I never felt anything more sexy and arousing than
his wonderful young centaur body in all its power and beauty. It was kind of understood that we belonged to each other, between us and
among our friends, although I was kind of the envy of the school to be
Rusty's special friend. But he mixed it up with the other students, and even
though he was the only centaur in our school, such was his demeanor, and, I
am certain, his beauty, that he was welcomed and accepted by everyone.He had gotten an exception to be allowed to play on our school's polo team,
since all the other players were guys who rode horses, as polo is normally
played. Naturally, Rusty enjoyed a tremendous advantage over the other
players, but he was a good enough sport and a fair enough player that he was
a valued and respected member of the polo team. In fact, guys always wanted
to have him help them learn the game, since he could explain and demonstrate,
using his horse body as well as his human intelligence.And it was a beautiful thing to see when his team won. The victory
celebration always included as many teammates as could fit on his horseback
clambering onto Rusty, usually with someone astride Rusty's human shoulders
as well; they would ride Rusty back to the showers, holding onto him and onto
each other.And Rusty was always there for me at my team's basketball games. In fact, he
gladly allowed himself to be roped into an unofficial mascot role. Our games
were always a lot of fun, starting with the team introductions, when Rusty
would ride as many of the starting lineup out onto the court as he could,
then cantering back for a second and third load of basketball players. No real virgin preteens
seemed to notice the special squeeze he would give my hand as I dismounted
from him with the other starting players to join the lineup. But if they did
notice, it was OK. We were lucky that kayla preteen model people picked up on and celebrated our special love for
each other. We had our picture taken together for the yearbook, with me
astride my handsome centaur friend; I was Rusty's date for the dances and
outings, or he was mine. I even rode him as he good-naturedly pulled a bunch
of us on a hayride in the country, and part of the joy of it was that
everyone found us a turn-on. And we had fun with Rusty's equineness in other ways -- for instance, preteen movies galleries
campfires, I would entertain the others with the amazing feat of having
taught Rusty to count. He could, with proper bribing with carrots and a lot
of broad hints, stomp out the right answer to simple math problems with his
right front hoof, while folding his arms and holding his chin in a show of
high effort and concentration.Our love bloomed in that special world of academia and campus life. And our
love life grew along with us. While I huge by human standards, through the
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Rusty was, of course, every inch the
stallion horse. And the only thing we spent more time doing than studying was
love-making. Just the thought of bringing that beautiful boy-man-horse down
was enough to arouse me several times over in one evening, and he was
likewise wild about me. While I envied him his magnificent horse-body and his
prodigious centaur sexual organ, he envied me my male humanness -- he
especially liked my legs, and I guess he envied the fact that I fit in to the
real world so much better than he. This came to light more and more as the real world began to loom closer in
the final months of our academic lives.And when it came time to graduate, Rusty was, naturally, concerned about his
career and future, as his centaur body posed a challenge. Outside of the
ivory tower new preteen ilegal of our priveleged world of higher education, many people had
never heard of centaurs, much less seen or hired one. How would he find a
job, Rusty fretted, as we held each other through the remaining evenings of
our academic lives. How would he get into buildings for job interviews, past
guards, up and down steps, onto busses, into taxis. I held him as the new-found fears surfaced. I kissed away the tears preteen hot nudes
as the
honesty and realization of his bodily predicament dawned on him. Graduation day only served to sound the gong of warning, even as fellow
students flocked around Rusty and hugged him goodbye before scattering to the
various excitements and challenges that awaited them far away in the real
world."Perhaps your parents or other family members can help you on this one," I
said to Rusty, as I rode him home from the graduation ceremony. He still wore
his cap, out of pride, although I carried the gown in a box with mine, to be
returned to the rental company. "Your dad always found good jobs that were
especially suited to centaurs." "True," Rusty said, "but I feel that I would be wasted following his career.
He was always a security officer, and later on became a member of the mounted
police -- and since he was a malyshok preteen
centaur, he was the only member with a partner,
because his partner could ride him on patrol. I wish I could get a regular
human job, and it's hard to find one because I am a centaur. If only I preteens cum videos could
become human!"A thought occurred to me. "What about Professor Perkins?" I asked Rusty. "He
has done a lot of research on transmutations. If anyone can make you human,
he can. He works from your genetic code." I could feel the spring return to
Rusty's canter beneath me as I rode him.
"Good idea!" he said.A couple weeks later, Rusty was strapped into some complicated - looking
machinery gal nn preteen that the professor had cobbled together just for Rusty's
transformation. "I can't guarantee you'll end up human," the professor had
warned Rusty, "but you'll definitely have human legs. No doubt about it."
The professor was confident indeed, mainly because I had volunteered to have
my genes mapped, so that Rusty's body would have the proper architecture for
human legs. Rusty's centaur body had more than enough mass pre teens rape to work from, but
no "map;" thus as Rusty's friend I submitted to the hours of scans and sample
withdrawals. "We'll be twins from the waist down," I joked with preteen naked dutch
Rusty, as he gamely held a
thermometer in his mouth while the professor attached the final connections
to Rusty's magnificent equine portion. He smiled his appreciation of my joke.
And indeed we would be twins below the torso, since his new human legs would
essentially be clones of my own. Not bad, considering I was a runner and a
swimmer, and one of the tallest members of the basketball team, so the legs
he would be getting copies of were probably the best in the state."Funny," he said to me, taking the thermometer from between his lips as I
held his strong, gentle hand. "I've always been kinda wild about your legs.
Now they'll be mine!"The thought did something to me. "Wow," I said, feeling a little turned on at
the thought of Rusty having my legs. "You've always liked it when I wrapped
my legs around you. Now I'll know for myself what that's like."Rusty smiled and said, "I am sorry in a way to be changing to human. Being
four-legged does have its advantages. Remember me carrying you home from that
beer bash last quarter? If I hadn't had four legs, we both would have fallen
over!" I laughed with the memory -- Rusty was right. I couldnt have remained
standing at the time, and it was all I could do to hang onto Rusty's broad,
muscular shoulders as he stumbled for home -- with his four horse legs for
balance.But my reverie was broken as the professor switched on the transformation
equipment. "Stand by!" he shouted. Lights dimmed, electrical connections
sizzled and the instruments on the control panels blinked and flashed, as the
transformation took place. "Oh!" Rusty shouted, more startled than hurt. But
the smoke cleared, it was the Professor who shouted "Oh!"
"My god!" Rusty and I said, sex top preteen in unison. "Oh no!" the professor said. "And we
can't attempt a second transformation -- it would be too dangerous!"Rusty little whores preteen
turned his handsome face to me and smiled at me ironically, then
laughed. "What?" I said, as if I didn't already know. He was no longer a
centaur with the body of a horse. He now had perfect clones of my legs - four
of them! Rusty wiggled the toes of all four feet, and let the long, muscular
human legs relax in a foursome, resting on one another. "Maybe I can get a job stomping grapes at the local winery," Rusty said
wryly, idly massaging his four handsome new human legs. "At least I can still
give you a ride home from our next beer bash.""We'll preteen boys gallery
find you a job you can do at home, using your wonderful brain; I think
I want to keep you all to myself," I said, holding Rusty in an aroused,
loving embrace while I eyed those four long-muscled beauties. I was kind of
glad about what had happened to my handsome guy - he was totally hot with
four legs! "I can't wait to get those four guys wrapped around newstar preteen cherry me!""Mmmm, sounds nice!" Rusty smiled. "I hope you will also enjoy my copy of
your huge penis - or should I say both of them!"
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