It was a rough patch in Leila’s relationship. It wasn’t that Clover and her weren’t compatible. Quite the opposite. They loved the same hobbies. Leila loved to cook, vegan especially, and Clover was more than happy to try anything she gave her. Both enjoyed riding bareback through the fields, then relaxing in the grass.
 
They had been the best of friends for years before finally moving in with each other. Leila knew that Clover would do anything for her… which is what made this issue all the more frustrating.
 
Clover was a futa and hung as a horse… mainly since she was a horse. Or a centaur to be accurate. And Leila wanted nothing more than to ride that cock like she road Clover on their trips. But the centauress just… couldn’t get it up.
 
She tried. She really wanted to make Leila happy. But no matter what kind of foreplay they did, what medicines and traditional remedies they tried, Clover’s equine cock stayed determinedly flaccid. According to her, she had never had a sex drive. But still she tried every idea that popped into Leila’s head.
 
Frankly, looking back at it made Leila feel awful. Clover did everything for her, and yet she just kept asking her girlfriend for more. So the human tried to handle her needs herself.
 
Porn, toys, Clover had even offered her oral. It was… ok. But deep down it just made Leila feel worthless. She knew the centaur wasn’t interested in anyone sexually… but maybe if she was just a tad prettier that equine cock would have stood at attention.
 
Leila did her best to hide her discontent, but of course Clover knew. She could practically read Leila’s mind. So Clover decided to take the initiative.
 
On a seemingly normal evening Leila was sitting on the couch when Clover practically knocked the door off its hinges. The human only had time to make a surprised squeak as the centaur swept her up in her arms and rushed them both to the bedroom.
 
It was everything Leila had dreamed of and more. The normally subdued Clover took charge, removing her lithe partner’s clothes and kissing her so deeply the poor human was gasping for breath when their lips finally parted. She then gasped again as she felt a large flare force it’s way inside her. Leila could just barely manage the equine girth as it pumped in and out of her.
 
In the moment, Leila felt more like a toy to her powerful partner than anything else. And she LOVED it. The night continued on, hours spent locked in carnal desire, until finally they both collapsed. Clover with a dreamy smile on her face with Leila cradled into her breasts, coated in equine spunk.
 
When they finally had enough breath to speak, Leila asked what had happened. What had changed? The centaur simply said she had visited a ‘love doctor’ her friend had told her about. Apparently at the edge of town, in an old hut, there was old crone that claimed she could spark the fires of love in anyone. Desperate to make Leila happy, she had decided to give it a shot. Once there the ‘doctor’, had used a powder to put Clover to sleep, and when she finally woke up she had a fire in her loins she had never felt in her life. She had galloped home dodging people and cars alike. The rest was history.
 
Normally Leila would have been suspicious. After all, a random person calling themselves a love doctor putting people to sleep? That sounded sketchy as hell. But whatever they had done it had worked, so the human wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth.
 
It was tempting to fall asleep there in Clover’s arms, but she was a cum covered mess. So Leila wiggled herself free, and snuck off to the bathroom for a very needed shower.
 
Once she was clean she came back to find her girlfriend already sound asleep. Even from her position sleeping on her belly, her sizable equine sack was still visible between her hind legs. Maybe Leila was feeling greedy… but she wondered if a bit of teasing could spur another round out of the centauress.
 
She crept up behind her, and started to lightly rub those magnificent balls.
 
...and then she swore she heard something.
 
Leila looked over Clover’s haunches towards her human torso. Maybe she was already awake?
 
The deep snoring that came from her crushed that theory. Her girlfriend HAD always been a deep sleeper.
 
Leila shook her head. She probably had just heard the house creak or something, so she turned her attention back to the nuts in front of her. The human licked her lips as she leaned down to plant a kiss on those balls before REALLY having some fun.
 
“-elp m-”
 
The girl jumped. She KNEW she had heard something that time. It was faint. But she heard something. She listened while looking around the room. Nothing.
 
A weird idea popped into her head then. “Nah. It couldn’t be… could it?” Leila asked herself as she stared skeptically at her girlfriend’s balls. She then leaned in once more. This time placing her ear on the equine sack. “Hello?”
 
“Oh thanks gods! Please help me!” came a light barely audible voice through clover’s flesh.
 
She jumped back again. But quickly nestled her ear back. She was confused as hell and wanted answers on why Clover’s nuts were talking to her. “Um… can you tell me what the hell you are first? Mr Disembodied voice inside my girlfriend.”
 
“Calm!? You expect me to be calm!?” the voice replied, seemingly insulted by the very notion.
 
“Hey, look. It’s late and for all I know all the fucking has somehow made me start hearing things. So either you calm down and tell me what the hell is going on, or I assume this is some kind of hallucination and try to sleep this off.”
 
“Ok, ok! I’ll explain just for the love of gods please don’t leave.”
 
There was a pause. If Leila had to guess it was the mystery voice trying it’s hardest to center itself. Or maybe she really did dream it all up. That was discredited when the voice started to, somewhat calmly, speak again.
 
“My name is Rythillian. I am a fairy of noble blood. I was taking a secret stroll away from my retainers, just to have some time to myself you see, when a witch captured me and trapped me in a bottle. I tried to reason with her, but the fiend merely laughed at my misfortune as she carried me away to her lair… I was left alone on a dusty shelf with nothing but my thoughts for what felt like weeks. I was sure I would go mad.”
 
“Wow… I mean, don’t get me wrong that is terrible. But how exactly does that lead to you winding up in my girlfriend’s nuts?”
 
“That is the worst part! After so long in solitude the witch finally returned and retrieved me. I had some vain hope that she had realized the error of her ways and that she was going to release me… I was wrong.
 
She stowed me away in the pocket of her cloak and I could hear her talking to someone. She was rambling about unlocking the desires of a maiden’s heart or some other drivel. Next thing I knew I was brought into the light once again and faced with a sleeping centaur of all things. And then… she paralyzed me with magic.
 
I could only sit and watch as she… fed me to to the centaur’s phallus. It was horrifying! A slimy overwhelmingly musky tunnel. And then I landed in a horrid cavern filled with semen!
 
About that time I finally managed to regain control of my body. I attempted to force my way back the way I came, but with dawning horror realized that the path was magically blocked. I had to struggle and fight just to find space to breath, lest I died drowning in sexual fluids. The poor thing must have never been bred.
 
Then my world went mad. This fleshy prison was in a constant state motion. The tumultuous seas of semen crashed in thick waves over me again and again... By gods I even swallowed some of the foul liquid. I had a spark of hope when the cavern started to drain… but fate is a cruel mistress and decided to mock me. The seed could pass through the barrier with ease, while I was repulsed.
 
That witch MUST have placed a seal to repel fey creatures somewhere on the centaur’s genitalia. Could you check for me miss? There should be a magic insignia somewhere on her flesh.”
 
This was a lot to take in… but Leila checked. And sure enough, on one of Clover’s balls there was a small mark that almost looked like a tattoo of a crow. “I found it… or at least I think I did.”
 
“Good. That will make things easier at least. I’ll need your help to get out of here. The seal is likely quite powerful. But if one finds the exact counterspell then the barrier with shatter like glass. If you go to a local enchanter they can likely free me. If you do this I’ll make sure you are greatly rewarded!”
 
This was seriously way too much to deal with before bed. “Um… sure. I’ll help you.”
 
“Oh thank you miss, I am forever in your de-”
 
“First thing in the morning.”
 
“… come again?”
 
“I mean, it is incredibly late. I doubt there is ANYONE awake at this hour let alone an enchanter. So, I’ll let Clover know and we’ll head out first thing in the morning. That’s fine right?”
 
Rhythillian’s tone seemed to change rather quickly. “OF COURSE THAT ISN’T FINE YOU IDIOT! You expect me to wallow in this beast’s seed until morning?!”
 
“Hey! That ‘beast’ is my girlfriend.”
 
“I couldn’t care if she is your betrothed or your pack mule! What matters is that I, a PRINCE, am being expected to lay my head down in equine semen and happily wait until YOU peasants feel like waking up? I could have this beast hide turned into my boots if I wanted to, so be grateful I have decided to bestow my wondrous mercy on both of you and offering you payment for aid you should be begging to give me. So, wake up this sow and take us to the nearest enchanter.”
 
Leila was silent.
 
“Did you hear me?”
 
“Oh I heard you. I just want to get something straight first. So… by the sound of it, you are the reason my girlfriend was finally able to have sex right??”
 
“Of all the… Possibly but what the bloody hells does that have to do wi-”
 
“Well if that is the case, then I have to thank you. All I wanted was for us to be able to have a good physical relationship… so I guess you are giving me all I want right where you are your highness~”
 
“What? Wait... You can’t m-!” whatever Rhythillian said after that, Leila didn’t catch. She instead stood up and quietly walked around the bed, climbing in next to Clover.
 
Before closing her eyes, Leila listened intently for any sounds. All she could hear were light pleasant moans coming from her girlfriend. It sounded like she was having a nice dream. And with a smile Leila went to bed. She would have to send that love doctor a gift.