Morgana: The Mother Of All

SMACK!

"Wake up, Captain Horsey."

With a good old smack on that big brown horse ass, I saw the sleeping girl jolt awake and raise her head.

"Ugh... hahh... w-where am I? Wha-" she asked, confused. Her words trailed off, and a look of terror appeared on her face as she laid eyes on the state of the land surrounding her. It looked as if a white flood had just come and gone. The green grass, trees, and rocks were all covered in cum.

"Ahh, finally awake, I see," I said, a small smirk tugging at my lips as I watched her look around in pure shock.

"Hmm?" She turned, staring back with those big round blue eyes. Her blood-red hair was in a mess, but her beauty wasn't hidden behind it. The moment her eyes landed on me, she froze. Her face turned pale, and fear flashed in her eyes. But then—

"KYAAAH... THE PERVERTED THIEF IS BAAACCK!!" she screamed, trying to jump away in utter shock. But sadly, her legs were held tight by the blood chain. I kinda expected this reaction from her when all of that lust was gone.

"W-what... umm?..." The horse girl paused, looking puzzled and trying to process the situation. "Why am I tied up?!"

"Captain Horsey?," she said, tilting her head in confusion. But in the very next second, her face shifted from pale to red, a realization suddenly hitting her. "NO WAY!! You did that with my little penis, didn't you?!"

"Heehee." Unable to hold it any longer, a laugh escaped from my lips.

"WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING FOR, PERVERT THIEF?!" The centaur girl glared, tears threatening to leak at any moment. She then tried her best to cover her exposed private part. But then, suddenly, her entire demeanor changed, and she crawled in a weird way toward me.

"Hey, pervert thief, you stole from the elf's house, didn't you?" she asked. Her arms wrapped around my left leg, resting her head on my thigh. She didn't care how dirty my entire body was with her cum at all.

"Do you have those healing herbs...? Please, I need them," she begged, her voice filled with desperation, and a strange pain was in her eyes.

"Woah, woah, woah," I said, taken aback by her sudden change in demeanor. I looked down at her clinging to my leg like a lost puppy. Her desperation was real—her hands trembled, her breath was ragged, and those big blue eyes held something beyond just embarrassment or anger. Fear. Real fear.

"Tsk, tsk. First, you scream at me, call me a perverted thief," I clicked my tongue in fake displeasure. "Broke my bone when I tried to talk to you, then you asked me to help you cum."

"..."

"And now you're all cuddly, begging for my help again," I stated, counting each incident one after the other. My face scrunched in thought.

"...Are you bipolar or something, horse girl?" I asked, looking down at the frightened girl. Her gaze met mine, and for a moment, it felt like she was gonna puke or cry—or both. "Fucked up brain signals?"

"Just shut up, I-I..." The centaur girl bowed her head, muttering to herself in a barely audible whisper. "Please, pleeease give me those herbs, or else, umm, I mean, y-yes... th-this is an emergency."

"Haaah!" I sighed in boredom. Her change in attitude was definitely... interesting, and I knew right now wasn't the time for questions or teasing. If she actually did need those herbs, I needed to know why—and maybe I could use that to my advantage.

"Why do you need the healing herbs?" I asked, my tone flat, trying to keep a neutral expression, despite the fact that her face was inches away from my cock.

"Do you have a disease or something?"

"No, no, it's not like that." The centaur shook her head frantically. She was sweating buckets now, and I swear the temperature was rising. She opened her mouth and closed it, clearly unable to speak whatever had been plaguing her mind.

"It's..." Her eyes looked downcast for a second, and I saw a tear leak down her cheek.

'Sigh... why do I feel like I'm the bad guy here?'

"It's a personal problem," she managed, her voice choking. "Please. You don't understand."

The tone in her voice and her reaction weren't anything like the crazy and horny horse girl I encountered earlier today. No, this was completely different. It was as if... someone had completely transformed her personality. And that only meant one thing: the artifact could affect the mind.

"Tell me why you need them, or I'll leave," I demanded, my curiosity getting the better of me.

"Okay! Alright." The horse girl sniffled, struggling to choke back tears as she told me her story. "I need them for my father. He's sick."

'Well, that was unexpected.'

"Sick, huh?" I echoed my brow furrowing, a hint of suspicion in my voice. This was taking a turn I hadn't anticipated. "And what kind of sickness plagues the mighty father of Captain Horsey?"

The centaur girl hesitated, her grip tightening on my leg. Her lips trembled as she opened her mouth, only to shut it again. For a second, I thought she might actually bite me just to avoid answering.

"Out with it, Captain Horsey. I don't have all day," I said, tapping my foot against the sticky, white, and very questionable ground.

She swallowed hard, her fingers gripping at my panties like I was her last hope.

"I don't know," the horse girl muttered, barely loud enough for me to hear. "His legs one day... they suddenly became weak and started shrinking. He can't move anymore, and I need the herbs to lessen his pain."

"A weird, unexplainable illness that suddenly strikes without reason, huh?" My voice was somber and soft as I spoke. Her eyes shone with hope. Her head snapped upward, looking at me with a desperate plea. With a defeated sigh, I crouched, bringing my head in front of her, staring directly into her blue eyes.

"I have something better than those healing herbs," I said, my voice low and steady. Her eyes widened in surprise, a glimmer of hope shining through the tears. "Something that might actually cure your father, not just ease his pain."

"Really? Do you have something that can cure him?" she gasped, her grip on my leg tightening even more.

"Yes. And if what I have can't cure your father, I have something far superior in my land that can cure anything," I said with a confident tone. My holy temple can cure any disease. It's a necessary feature to allow my followers to breed and worship me in their best condition.

"..." The horse girl froze, her breath caught in her throat. A silence descended upon us, and the atmosphere seemed to change. She looked up at me, her expression uncertain yet hopeful.

"W-what do you want in return?" the centaur girl asked, her voice shaking slightly.

"That's a question you should ask yourself," I replied, a sly grin spreading across my face. "I'm a thief, remember? And right now, you're a treasure ready for the picking."

"Y-you pervert thief." The horse girl's cheeks reddened, but she didn't pull away. A faint smile tugged at her lips.

"And you're a horny horse that could turn a small lake into a cum lake," I added, giving her a knowing wink. Her blush deepened, and she quickly averted her gaze.

"S-Shut up," the horse girl muttered, her voice trembling. "I'm not horny."

"Sure, whatever you say, Captain Horsey," I smirked, enjoying the cute reactions from her. "I believe you."

"S-stop calling me that," she stuttered, her face turning crimson. "It's embarrassing."

"So, what do you say? Want me to help your father or not?"

"Okay, fine," she grumbled.

"Great."

"But, um, before that..." The horse girl's voice trailed off as her eyes drifted downward.

"Yes, Captain Horsey, what is it?" I asked, looking down at her, curious as to what she had in mind.

"I'm, uh, feeling a little thirsty," she mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper. "Could you, uh, let me have a taste? Please?"

"A taste?" I asked, raising an eyebrow in surprise.

"Umm, y-yeah," she nodded.

"Of what, exactly?"

"Oh, you know," she replied, her voice dropping to a husky whisper as her hands slowly crept up my thighs. "That sweet honey from the source."

'Oh! The lustful energy is affecting her again,' I thought, noticing that some of my sweet precum fell on her lips earlier, and the effect was already taking hold of her.

"What are you talking about, Captain Horsey," I said, playing dumb. "What honey?"

"The one dripping down your penis," she murmured, her eyes fixed on the limp shaft. "It looks so delicious."

"Well, if you insist," I shrugged.

"Yes, thank yo-"

"BUT! Only if you can make me hard first," I added, a devious smile forming on my lips. The horse girl paused for a second, her expression changing to one of surprise and embarrassment.

"Uh, okay," she said, her cheeks reddening slightly.

"Alright, let's see what you can do, Captain Horsey."

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