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by nat
Rated: E · Script/Play · Fantasy · #2288262
Centaur and the frog
Narrator:

Before the eve of every full moon Serene sat and watched as her little frogs would hop away to their sanctuary which she had built for them. She blew them each a kiss and bid them goodnight. Each night she thought about the fateful day where she had to gather all her little creatures from their home and bring them to an unknown place to survive. She will never forget the night where she reached out to save one particular blind frog and slipped into the heaving river below. All she could do was keep her head above water. And just as she was about to succumb to the heavy current, a young man reached out his hand and pulled her out of the water. Barely breathing, he ran as fast as he could for help, and when he returned the beautiful lady of the forest was gone. She could only think of what has become of him now. As she tossed and turned that night she feared for the next few days. For to be a guardian of frogs she must become one. And with that, her eyes lay heavy and she tried to get some sleep before her long, irritating day ahead of her. the next morning came and she could already feel it. her body just became heated and sweaty and she suddenly had a craving for dragonflies. She promised herself that whatever happens; She would only eat dragonflies. And with that she became lighteaded and almost slipped to the ground


Serene:

Oh no no no, come on! At least give me some time to be on two legs.

Narrator:

She hadn't seemed to notice, but her little frogs were very entertained in trying to see her walk on her slightly webbed feet.

Serene:

It's not funny.

Narrator:

It was a pretty funny sight to see. Serene tried to walk but she wobble around, trying to get a little dragonly when all of a sudden, she saw him.


Serene:

Ah! No!

Narrator:

There in the middle of the forest gazing from afar, their eyes met and she knew exactly who it was. She could never forget those kind dark eyes and those strong muscular arms that pulled her out of the river when she was 15 years old. She pulled her hand to her beating chest. And lowered her gaze, it had been 10 years since she had disappeared from his life. And now this. She didn't know how to react but to just stand there with tears falling down her face.

The Centaur on the other hand, did not hesitate. His mind could only think of one thing, the girl he had abandoned near the bank of the river. He never forgave himself for that. And now she was standing there at a distance and this time she did not run away. So he rushed to meet her. He was drawn to her, her sweet eyes, that could read your soul, her soft lips moistened with flavor, her body carefully carved into perfection.

When he reached out to touch her he felt a wave of warmth rush through his body, and it made him hold her in his arms and lean in to kiss her. At that moment when his lips touched her she felt a strong heating sensation and pulled away instantly.

Centaur:

Why are you pulling away?

Serene:

Because I left you once.

Centaur:

And I've missed you ever since. I am so sorry I left you that day.

Narrator:

His heart hurt when he said those words. And she knew she had to tell him the truth, of why she left. But how could she? And suddenly this grown ass of a man just shot up from the ground and squealed in sheer joy.

Serene:

What is it?

Centaur:

Oh my gosh, i'ts not just one, or two. It's a hoard of them!

Serene:

A hoard of what?

Narrator:

She lowered her gaze ever so slightly to see all her little frogs gathering around her and leaping onto her lap and one leaped into his arms and he just held it as if it was his prized possession. Serene smiles at his entertainment. Making funny faces and playing with the frogs and naming them

Centaur:

They are my favorite. I thought I saw a frog that one day I rescued you, but I couldn't make it out. I thought I was dreaming.

Narrator:

She placed her hand on top of his. She knew that day that he pulled her out of the water she had to run. His eyes were saddened.

Centaur:

They used to be everywhere. I would play with them and give them rides on my back. I almost keep thinking it was a dream

Narrator:

She squeezed his hand gently.

Serene:

I know, and you weren't dreaming. What you saw was real. It was a frog, a big blind tree frog. That one over there actually.

Narrator:

And with that, tears filled her eyes as she began telling him the story about how his uncle decided to change the diet of the centaurs to frogs because apparently frogs had limitless power and unlocked secrets to the forest. He was a cruel leader and she knew that the only right thing to do was take them away. It had pained her, because the night that he saved her wasn't the only night they had met. They knew each other. And she would let him play with her frogs because he loved them so much. And that night she was going to leave quietly but that stubborn blind frog jumped to safety at the last minute she slipped and fell. And that is when he came and rescued her. And her heart was broken when he ran to his uncle so he can help his friend.

Serene:

I'm so sorry.

Narrator:

Mike was deeply saddened. She never knew that he spent a lifetime searching for frogs to not eat them but make sure they were safe. How could she have known that he was willing to do anything to save the frogs.

Centaur:

I heard that too. So I went to find you. I wanted to tell you that. And I never saw you again. I wanted to tell you you can trust me.

Narrator:

Serene started to feel very wet again and very sweaty, especially as Mike caressed her cheek and moved his hand across her neck down to her body.

Centaur:

I'm glad I found you again, though. I never stopped thinking about you.

Narrator:

And he leaned forward and kissed her ever so gently on her lips, and carressed her neck. She started to feel more wet and leaned in closer to his inviting body

Serene:

Oh, stop. I can't.

Centaur:

Why not?

Serene:

It's a full moon!

Centaur:

So?

Serene:

I am all wet!

Centaur:

Even better!

Narrator:

His hands touched her more fondly and pulled her closer feeling the kiss. A rush of pure heat came about her body and all of a sudden she just pooped off


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