Centaur Stories

Michael grunted as he fought with his underwear. “Stupid drug,” he muttered under his breath as he covered one testicle but not the other. “Stupid changes,” he growled as he managed to cover both but then made his cock hang out. “Seriously, what the fuck,” he hissed as he did what any warm-blooded male would do and tried to force his underwear to cover it all. For a single second, he succeeded. For a single second, he str...

Justin’s room was mostly as Michael remembered it. There was a bed, a TV, an electronic console, a fan… and semi-naked posters of pig girls, human women, and females of other species being put on his walls. Really, it wasn’t that different from Michael’s, except he’d never be so bold as to put softcore pornography on his walls. He reserved that for his closet. The bed covers with curvacious dog girls presenting their asse...