Sorry it's a bit late. Had a rough week and needed time to myself. Still glad I got this one done as it was really fun to write for :3

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Richard waddled behind his friend Florence, bent 90 degrees at the waist with his arms wrapped around his friend's waist as they walked through the crowded backyard as one. Even with the cold air leaking in through the small gaps of their two-person centaur costume Richard found himself drenched in sweat and suffocating with stale air as he hunched over in the thick, brown fabric part of his costume. “Do we have to wear this damn costume for the entire party? It’s hot as hell back here and my back’s starting to ache!”

“Ah come on!” Florence rolled his eyes and shook his head at Richard’s comment, not that his friend could see it anyways. “A bet’s a bet and you sir lost it.”

“I thought you were gonna ask for money or make me do some stupid favor!” Richard spat back. “Not drag me to some costume party as a horse’s ass!”

“Yeah, yeah buddy.” Florence reached behind himself and patted Richard on the back. “Let’s make our way back inside and get you a drink to lighten your mood.”

“Whatever.” It was Richard’s turn to roll his eyes behind his friend’s back, quite literally, as he blindly followed behind Florence. They made it a dozen or so steps, maneuvering around objects and people Richard couldn’t see but before they could make it inside something happened. It was all so quick, one moment a bright purple light spilled in through the gaps in their costume and within a blink of an eye Richard saw nothing. Not darkness, no inky void or temporary blindness. Richard had no means to see whatsoever. He could still feel himself bent over at his waist but it no longer felt like an awkward pose to hold. In fact it felt natural, despite the odd appendage extending outward from his rear which he could swish and sway of his own volition. But that wasn’t the appendage he was concerned with, he was concerned by the considerable weight swaying limp between his own legs.

“What the?!” Richard heard Florence shout out in a panic. As Florence moved Richard found himself being tugged along with him, connected by some means where Richard’s body ended but melded with something else. “Boobs?! Why do I have- And a dick?! What’s going-” Richard felt Florence suddenly freeze up as he stopped talking but after an awkwardly long silence he felt his friend’s hand land on his back. “Richard? Are you there man?”

“Yeah, I’m here! I-”

“Woah!~ Okay there bud~” Florence practically shrieked as Richard tried to speak, flailing his hands under his waist as he tried to reach something. “Hah~ Hah… Did you just try and say something? Because-”

“I did!” As Richard ‘spoke’ he didn’t hear his own voice, instead the large appendage between his legs grew stiff and sort of bounced in tune with what he was trying to say. “What’s going on? I feel different!”

“Eep!~ Okay~ Okay!~ Don’t try and talk!~” Far out of reach of his hands, between his hind legs Florence’s four to five foot long horse cock stood half-erect, sagging from his underside and dripping with precum. Everytime Florence would expect a response from Richard it would start twitching and bobbing underneath him causing the cool autumn to brisk against his penis’s sensitive skin. “Okay,” Florence took a deep breath to recompose himself, “Are you seeing this? This party has gone crazy! I don’t know what’s going on.”

“See it?! Of course I can’t see it! What the-”

“HEY!~ Hey, hey, hey~” Florence felt his dick settle down. “That’s not gonna work. Uh… Twitch once for yes and twice for no. Are you seeing this?”

Twitch? Richard was perplexed by what his friend meant. He could feel the stiff appendage between his legs sort of move up and down, dripping some sort of liquid from its tip as he tried to speak but he didn’t exactly know how to control it. Unless…? “Nuh-uh” In rhythm with each syllable he felt the appendage bounce twice.

“Mmm~” A soft moan escaped Florence’s lips. “Okay. Can you see at all?”

“Cannot.”

“Oof~” Florence exhaled. “Weird. Uh… do you know what you are?”

“Nada.”

“Hah~ Well… this really sucks for you. Uh… I think you’re my back half? Like… I was blinded by a purple light and now I’m a centaur woman with a dick?”

“What!? What do you mean back half?! Am I your fucking ass?!” Richard stamped his feet indignantly with his outburst.

“Ghah!~ Stop!~ When you speak our dick swings and it’s driving me nuts!~” Florence panted to catch his breath as Richard finally calmed down. “Look, I don’t know what’s going on. Everyone here got transformed and it’s some sort of… orgy now. That’s all I know.”

Richard tried to mentally process what Florence had just told him. As he tried to wrap his brain around the absurd reality he found himself trapped in he heard heavy footsteps approach, stopping right in front of Florence’s half of their body.

“You need help with that little lady?” Florence looked up at the Frankenstein's monster of a man who towered over him. His eyes followed where his thick finger pointed and realized he was referring to his and Richard’s cum dripping cock.

“I uh… I don’t… I…” Florence stammered. He was unsure of how to answer this wall of a man who, for some reason, was causing his heart to pound within his chest. On one hand the constant twitching and swaying from Richard’s outbursts had really riled him up but on the other hand he knew Richard would be pissed if he accepted the man’s kind offer. He found his eyes trailing down the man's muscular chest all the way to his torn pants which sported a massive, bulging tent which threatened to tear the trousers in twain. Florence gulped, “I… I do…” And meekly nodded his head.

The stitched together man nodded. “Leave it to me.” He made his way to the two-souled centaur woman’s backside. Each step he took sent thumped and sent tremors through the dirt ground. Once behind them, with the fat horse ass right in front of him, he flexed his legs which caused the straining fabric of his shorts to loudly rip and let his cock fall free from its confines. It wasn’t nearly as long as the fitanari centaur’s but what it lacked in length it more than made up for in girth. Without warning he clasped his hands down onto their hips and, using just his burly thumbs, spread their cheeks exposing their anus to the cold air.

“What’s going on?!” Florence’s dick bounced viciously as Richard shouted in a panic. “Florence? What is he helping you with?” Richard felt a sudden warm mass press against his exposed anus. “Florence?!” Whatever it was it pushed into him, spreading his anus and entering without permission. At first it hurt as his anus was spread further and further open as it clung to the warm mass violating his anal cavity but just before it became too much to bear it stopped.

“You good?” The man's deep voice boomed out.

“Yeah.” Florence responded with a breathy voice. “Keep going.”

The patchwork man slowly pushed forward, enveloping the entirety of his veiny, liter of soda sized dick into the warm folds of the centaur woman’s intestines. He let out a low, guttural moan then proceeded to thrust in and out repeatedly.

“Fuhuck!~ Just like that!~” Florence pathetically whimpered. Each thrust of the man’s hips caused their fat ass to ripple as it slammed into it. His cock was such a tight fit that the two souls sharing the centaur body could feel his dicks veins slide against the inner walls of their intestines.

The man’s thrusting hastened, causing his seed filled balls to slap against Richard’s and Florence’s own balls as the three souls spread across two bodies moved in lustful unison.

“Gah~ Fuck!~ Shit!~ Ah!~ Too much!~” Richard silently sputtered to himself as the man ravaged his anus. He could feel the appendage between his legs- the horse cock between his legs grow painfully erect as more pre-cum dribbled down its swollen head. The act of anal sex was both painful but more so pleasurable as Florence and Richard felt themselves creeping up to passing over the precipice. The monster cock slammed one last time into their rear, sheathing the entire mass of flesh in their cave. The sudden, final intrusion combined with the man’s warm seed coating their intestines white was enough to push them over the edge as they spilled their spunk onto the grass covered earth beneath them. “Ngho?!~” Both Florence and Richard's legs wobbled, weak from the intense act as their knees buckled letting them fall to the soft ground.

The monstrous man pulled his equally monstrous cock out of the centaur’s ass with a wet squelch. The hole he had just violated twitched, agape and brimming with his cum. “That was nice.” He grunted. “If you need help again you can come find me.” He gave their combined ass a hard slap and thumped away to find some other fertile land to plant his seed in, leaving Florence and Richard exhausted and panting on the ground.