Twelve of the tribe's best warriors, sculpted of muscle and glowing under the amber and lavender light of Eltherea's twin suns, stand wide-eyed and eagerly waiting, sharing whispered praise of Pip's pleasuring performance. They guess, predict and wager what fertilized fate he held for each of them, all eyes firmly focused on his gleaming metal frame.
He stood in the middle of the meadow, radiant. Posed like a regal painting as his foot rested on a rock, his pelvis still glowing gently.
His body hummed, not from heat or stress.
But, control.
Every moment spent providing pleasure also provided him with a deeper understanding of himself, of his capabilities and of his purpose.
Vuvi moved swiftly among the centaur horde, diligently taking down names, measurements and preferences, forming a calculated plan of attack for Pip's upcoming endurance battle.
She nods, rubs her chin then stares off blankly into the distance as her brilliant brain works through hundreds of considerations and concerns. She finally slaps her notebook closed and struts over to Pip beaming a wide grin.
"Right! So here's what we're gonna do, Pip…" she starts as she walks up to him, wrapping her arm around his shoulder as she softly murmurs through her plan, flicking her eyes and pointing to each of the centaurs on the edge of the meadow.
"Good! Got it?" Vuvi asks as they break from their huddle.
Pip stands resolute, hands on hips and beaming with confidence. He shoots her a thumbs up and turns to the centaurs.
"OK!" Vuvi screams as she pours over her notes. "FIRST UP! Blazetail… please step forward!"
And thus began Pip's first monumental mission. An erotic, equine gauntlet of carnal delights and perfectly provided pleasure.
[Multiple Pleasure Targets Detected.]
[Species: Centaur (x12)]
[Initializing Endurance Protocols.]
[Redirecting Power. Core Output Limit Increased: 250%]
He stepped forward. Primed and ready.
"This is gonna be soooooo good for my research!" Vuvi grinned as she eagerly scribbled down notes of each encounter.
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Customer #1: Blazetail
Duration: 12 minutes 17 seconds
Notes: Strong. Lots of muscles. Climbed on Pip like she owned him. Fell off screaming for her mother.
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Customer #2: Silverbright
Duration: 8 minutes 32 seconds.
Notes: Smart one! She analyzed him in real time. Tried to calculate his movements and map his vectors. Her session ended with her crying. Or giggling. Both? Begged for detailed schematics of Pip's pulse-crystal configuration. Declined!
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Customer #3: Glengilda
Duration: 23 mins 52 seconds
Notes: Big woman! By her third climax she was trying to hold onto the grass with her teeth. Screamed something about seeing the inside of stars. Made offers of servitude for more time with Pip.
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Customers #4 & #5: Ashlane & Zenetra
Time: 17 minutes 55 seconds
Notes: A duo of lancers. Very flexible. Caught Pip in some kind of special, centaur-specific sexual position (check sketches for details). He countered perfectly. Their bodies had to be dragged out of the meadow. Presence of drool and excessive limb-shaking observed.
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Customer #7: Windmane
Duration: 13 minutes 16 seconds
Notes: Shy, elegant, quiet. Fainted. Twice. The Princess had to stop the session after her 4th climax. Her screams of ecstasy caused two other centaurs to faint as well.
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Customers #8, #9 and #10: Sprintelle, Dashelle and Furelle
Duration: 36 minutes 12 seconds.
Notes: Triplets! Tried to overpower Pip in some kind of pincer maneuver. They failed beautifully. Left the meadow arguing about who was the loudest.
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After their 10th customer, Vuvi calls for a short pause in the proceedings.
Pip takes a quick break, relaxing in a patch of moss, glowing faintly as if he were a holy relic, while steam gently hissed from his body.
[Targets Remaining: 2]
[System Status: Stable]
[Cooling System Report: Inprogress... 71%]
Vuvi runs up to him, giggling with pride and excitement as she fans his body with her notebook.
"Bless my blisters! You've brought 10 elite centaur warriors to their knees, Pip!" Vuvi gushes. "I don't know if I should worship you or patent you!"
Pip titled his head and answered her with a sheepish beep.
Then came the 11th.
Drukara - The Reaper.
A raven haired, reclusive warrior known for her overwhelming brutality on the battlefield.
She creeps toward Pip like a shadow, slick, black hair streaming down her face and chest, her breath heavy and her eyes burning like a warrior ready for conquest.
Vuvi waves her away with a flick of her hand. "A few moments please. He will be with you—"
"No…" the centaur barks. "I want him now!"
Gasps ripple through the crowd.
"Drukara!" Princess Rukari snaps. "Stand down! You disrespect our most honored guests. Do you forget your station? Wait your turn!"
"Forgive me, Princess." Drukara says with a soft bow before turning back to Pip. "But my thighs won't allow it. And my dreams demand it!"
The meadow fell to a stiff silence as the Princess glared at Drukara and Drukara at Pip.
"Very well." The Princess scoffs. "Let's see how well he handles chaos."