Centaurus

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The band spilled back out into the street as an angry guild mage slammed the front door.

“Well, it seems like you gotta stay as a sexy stallion sexy sex god. I’m sorry Fey, I’m devastated, just devastated,” said Flora with a level of smug sarcasm that could humble kings.

“No, she doesn't. That idiot mage gave us a clue, the soul. If nothing he had could see the problem then the problem is obviously coming from somewhere out of physical view.”

“Oh come on Ella, this is a lost cause, better she just learns to live with it.”

“What if it hurts her Flora, look at her.”

The centaur’s back legs were moving uncomfortably; her taut round ballsack visibly pulsing with her heartbeat, vascular and heavy.

“Yeah, well, she just needs a thorough milking, preferably inside of me.”

“Didn't help with the fairy, did it?”

“Well, that's because she couldn't dip her wick, duh. It’s got to be a proper milking.”

The elf rolled her eyes at the gnome.

“Look, let's find someone who knows something about souls, we are in the mage district right now, somebody here has to know something.”

Flora stuck a finger up her nose and began mining for gold. “Yeah, yeah, whatever.”

Ellaria led the way with Flora floating lazily beside her and Fey trotting behind them. Unknowingly the centaur was dripping from her legs and barrel, leaving spattered drops of cum in her wake.

The band made their way through the district. It was a small district, but still relatively impressive for where they were this far from a city. There were a good two streets full of mage related buildings and shops. Unfortunately for the band there appeared to be nothing to do with souls. Seers, enchanters, witches, thaumaturgists, illusionists, magic smiths, any variation on mage you could want, but zero related to soul magickery.

Ellaria stepped from a Seer’s shop having gone inside to ask if they could somehow see souls or anything of that nature.

“Well?” said Flora.

The elf shook her head. “No good. They don't do souls.”

“It’s no use then…” said Fey sadly, looking down at the ground.

“No, you're wrong, I asked them who might and they actually gave me an answer, I think this could be it.”

Fey blinked. “Really?” 

“We will see for ourselves.”

Ellaria turned and was about to march down the street but instead, she paused. Ahead of her a dozen females, mostly lupine, flinched at her gaze and pretended to be browsing the shops or talking amongst themselves. 

The elf narrowed her eyes at them, a few glanced nervously at her only to realise she was still staring. They flicked their eyes back as quickly as possible.

She pursed her lips and about-faced.

“Come on, we can go around,” she said, walking in the opposite direction. 

She led the band down the street. It didn't take a hawk to notice that the group of women was surreptitiously following behind them. 

“Wha- what are we going to do? They’re after me!” said Fey.

“Damn, they must be in heat and the droplets of… stuff, you are leaving in your wake is leading them right to you.”

“Ah fuck em, literally, although I’ll be charging ‘em a fee to ride our horsey.”

“Flora, as your band captain I command you to shut up.”

The gnome opened her mouth to snappily respond when Ellaria jabbed a finger in front of them.

“There!” 

They’d come down a narrow alley, more run down and gloomy than anything else in the district, the shops they passed looked more poor sleight of hand and tacky palm reading than any true magic, even the signs looked worn out with various letters missing. That didn't stop Ellaria’s keen eyes from spotting the one she was after however.

‘Solomon the Soulomancers Soul Soliloquy’

The cracked board hung at an angle and squeaked in the breeze. There was a lithe red-scaled lizard person standing outside the door waiting patiently, he scratched at his neck frills nonchalantly.

Fey looked over her shoulder. The entrance to the alley was clear, except for the dozen heads peeking around the corner and looking at her hungrily. As she watched a number of the heads ducked behind, not yet bold enough to stand her gaze, but most stood their ground and returned her look, lips were bitten and one even winked at her. The centaur gulped and nervously moved closer to Ellaria.

The lizard person looked up as they arrived, his slitted eyes lazily moving from band member to band member, it was only when his eyes landed on Fey or rather that part of fey was there a reaction. His neck frills stiffened up and a look of shock crossed his face for a moment.

“Uh, this probably isn't the place you want if you’ve got one of those boners that won't go down ladies. The whore quarter is in that direction.” He jabbed a clawed thumb over his shoulder.

“This is the Soulomancer’s correct? There is a mage here who works with souls?”

“The sign didn't give it away elfy? Course it is, though she’s not one to see just about anyone, you gotta have an appointment, like me.” The lizard person nodded his head sagely.

“Well you’ll just have to forget it, this is an emergency. My centaur friend is in dire need.”

“Oh I don't think so you prissy leaf muncher. This is MY appointment, I go first, now wait your turn.”

The lizard person turned his back on Ellaria with a huff and stared at the door which remained solidly closed.

An awkward silence followed.

Ellaria frowned. 

“Listen lizard, you either get out of my way or I remove that tail of yours, barbecue it, and then force feed you it until you choke.”

The lizard spun around to face her, his frills flaring.

“Are you oppressing me?! Wooow, what an elf like thing to do. Elitist elves! This is unbelievable! Outrageous! You just can't let go of your imperialist ways can you, crushing us short-lived little people underfoot! This is tyranny! Tyranny!”

“No I-”

“Abuse from above! This isn't the Elven Empire anymore you know. You can't just boss us around and get your way! Being long-lived gives you no right to tell me what to do! You're Not my queen, though you seem to consider yourself one in your arrogant elfy ways, I bet you thought you could enslave Me! Make me lick your feet! Feed you grapes I carefully peel with my teeth! Well I won't do it, I refuse! I’m a free lizard, I find my own way, and there’s nothing you can do to stop me from taking my appointment, come hell or high water! The sky could fall and-”

“Shut up! Shut up! You annoying lizard!” said Ellaria, her fists balled.

Fey suddenly felt a hand on her flank and jumped in surprise. She turned to see a red-headed wolfkin girl touching her, she looked back at Fey as though shocked she was caught.

“I, uhm, heya, uhm, I noticed that you could do with a, uh, massage, to help relieve some of that stiff tension. I c-can help with that if you like? I’m a masseuse, quite a good one.”

A paw came down beside the wolfkin’s hand. 

“I can do a better job! Don’t listen to her, she’s just a dumb wolfkin, not a true lupine!”

The wolfkin gave the lupine a scandalized look. “N-no! She’s mine!”

Several other women wandered closer to Fey. There was over a dozen of them by this point and the alley was starting to get crowded behind her.

“Listen you idiotic lizard, I’m not here to oppress you, I’m here to help my friend who’s struggling with an affliction.”

“What? Having a boner? I don't think Solomon is going to help your friend, that’s not her line of work. We all know what this is really about, you just want to bully me! Steal my appointment! Make yourself feel like you're in charge!”

Ellaria’s eyes blazed with irritation.

“You’re really pushing me lizard.”

“Hah! Just like you push your will on the shorter-lived species, the arrogance, the sheer elven pompous hubris!”

Several more hands and paws touched Fey’s legs and side, she looked behind her to see her back legs were surrounded by women, their eyes locked on to her body.

As she watched the first lupine grabbed a pawful of the wolfkin’s hair and pulled her aside. The wolfkin let out a gasp of pain then slapped at the lupine and pushed closer to Fey, her hands running over Fey’s muscular stallion thighs.

Ellaria held up a hand and a burning red fireball roared to life in her palm. She stared down the lizard imperiously, her voice commanding, her eyes faintly glowing.

“If you don't do as I say you rotscaled piece of filth I will burn you into an ashen husk.”

The lizard flinched back, a little fear in his eyes for the first time, even the women who had started to push and shove at each other to get at Fey were given pause.

The lizard opened his mouth, closed it, then opened it again.

“Oppression! Help! Help! I’m being oppressed!” he cried, his frills flaring outward and his arms going up in the air.

The door behind the lizard suddenly opened and a short bunnykin stepped out. She froze seeing the crowd of people all staring at her.

“Uhm, Solomon s-says you can go in now,” she said to the lizard before dashing off down the alley in the opposite direction.

“Oh. Nevermind.” The lizard ducked inside the shop and slammed the heavy door behind him.

Ellaria jumped forward and waggled the door handle but it was quite clearly locked.

“Godsdammed lizards,” she sighed.

“Uhm- g-guys, h-help! It, It’s too much! Too many!” said Fey as people started to push and shove at each other behind her. She gasped uncomfortably as a pair of paws came down on her balls and a lupine nose pressed against them, huffing in great breaths from the surface.

“Wait your turn!” said one, pushing aside another lupine and diving below Fey. She felt several sets of paws grasp at her cock. It throbbed excitedly, bucking and pulling at their grip. A spurt of precum splashed from the tip causing the crowd to groan, noses flaring, tails flagging in the air.

Ellaria grimaced as she watched the centaur get slowly swamped by women. 

“This isn't going to work.”

“Aw, but I love impromptu alley orgies!” said the gnome.

“Flora get her out of here, I’ll stay and talk to the Soulomancer and see what she has to say.”

“Urgh, fiiine. You’re far too responsible Ella. I guess I’ll see you back at the inn.”

“With that, the gnome faced Fey and raised both her hands in front of her, palm up. The centaur let out a yelp of surprise as she felt her hooves begin to lift off from the muddy cobble and into the air, flecks of mud falling away to the ground below.

The crowd of women were not happy about this development.

“W-wait! Don’t go!”

“Someone stop her!”

“I’m so hot inside, this heat! I-I need something inside me!”

“Drag her back down!”

As the centaur drifted upward, her hooves waving in the air, the crowd tried to grab at her, yanking on her tail and legs and pulling her downward. She let out a yelp and glared down at the crowd.

“Get off me!”

She kicked her legs and using her surprising strength managed to fling the crowd off of her. As she rose ever higher a lupine grabbed at her cock and yanked it down. She held on for dear life, hugging it to her chest as she was lifted skyward. However Fey’s cock was still slick and the lupine slid down until she was clutching at it with her paws ten feet of the ground. With a cry, she fell and landed on the muddy cobble on her butt.

The crowd looked up hungrily at the centaur incongruously floating in the air, her legs dangling. 

“Some other time ladies,” said Flora.

She waved at them then gestured upward. Gnome and centaur swooped upward into the air, Fey with a cry of surprise having never flown before. She looked down in awe as they floated over the blocks rooftops and the into the next street. People below looked up and pointed in surprise, the sight of seeing an entire centaur floating through the air causing a stir, that the centaur had a massive erection was causing an epidemic of double takes. 

“I’m flying! This, this is amazing Flora!”

“Eh, it’s alright.”

“It's so much better than walking! I understand why you never bother to use your legs for anything now!”

“Hey that makes me sound lazy, I can use my legs, I just... don't.”

The pair levitated across a dozen streets until they were well outside the mage district. The gnome brought them back down to the earth, well, she brought the centaur back down, she remained floating nearby.

“Not all the way?” asked Fey a little disappointed that the ride had ended.

“Nope. My mana, I get to spend it how I want. You got four legs so walking is twice as easy for you, you should have no problem.”

“I don’t think that's how that works Flora.”

“Have you ever experienced having just two legs? Yeah, I thought not.”

“I- but-... No, I have not.” The centaur sighed but relented.