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Rocky Hills National Park, the perfect place to go and relax. It was a bit out of the way, but always worth wile. It was rare to see another person on the trials, due to its massive size. It was one of the few places were animals outnumbered humans, which made it the perfect place to nature watch.

Fred and Thom made the long trip out the park after a long, stressful week to relax. Both of them felt that Murphy's Law followed everywhere they went the past few days. Thom's car broke down, Fred's girlfriend broke up with him, family troubles, and just plan old problems. A little vacation was much needed, and the park was like heaven to the two. They wouldn't be bothered by other people; they could just hang out and forget about life for a few hours.

When the two arrived they quickly made their way to an overgrown trail. Thom discovered it a few years ago and since then it became his favorite. Unfortunately he never did reach the end of it. But this time he was determined. "Ready to conquer this thing?" He asked with a grin. He brushed his longer brown hair out of the way and grabbed for his backpack.

"Yeah, let's do it!" Fred seemed just as excited. He had never been on this trail, but his friend always spoke about it. The blonde was ready to see what the big deal was. "We definitely packed enough crap, that's for sure." He grunted as he grabbed his pack out of the car and slung it over his shoulder.

Thom shook his head, "Well this trail is huge, and it could take a wile."

"Yeah, yeah! I know!" The shorter man just smiled, "Well, let's get started!"

Indeed, the trail was long. At two hours in, Fred was starting to feel the burn of their hike. He usually wasn't the outdoorsy type, and had never been on a hike this intense. Thom, on the other hand, hadn't even broken into a sweat. They both were enjoying the peace and quiet however. Their only companions along the trail were birds, a few raccoons, deer, and even a snake. Thom was even brave enough to pick it up. "It's just a harmless little garter snake!" Fred didn't believe that after the reptile turned around and bit the brunette's hand.

Not much longer after the 'killer snake' incident, Thom spotted something laying a little way off the path. "Dude, look, I think it's a horse!" Fred looked over to where his friend was pointing. Sure enough, he saw something large and black with four legs and hooves.

"I think its dead, horses don't lie like that." There was sadness in his voice over the fallen animal, but he had no desire to check it out. Death was a part of nature after all. Unfortunately, Thom was the curious type and went running over to the animal before he even got his sentence out. "Damn, Thom!" With a sigh he started walking over also. What if the animal had rabies or something? When he reached the small clearing, he noticed the brunette just staring with wide eyes at the animal. "What's wrong?" No answer. Fred felt his head move in slow motion to face the horse.

That was no horse! Now Fred was also staring stupidly at the creature below him. They did see a horse's body. It was black and nicely toned, just like a thoroughbred stallion. But as the blonde's eyes traveled up the horse's body, he noticed something terribly wrong. It didn't have a horse head. Where the head should be the fur thinned out and changed over to a light peachy color, to human skin. Rock hard, chiseled abs, human arms, a human neck, and a human head.

"Centaur?" Fred mumbled, unsure if this was some sort of sick joke or if this was a really the mythical creature he read about in fantasy novels. "Hey! Hey wake up!" Fred leaned down next to the creatures face and put his hand on its shoulder. It felt real, so this wasn't a dream. Right?

Fred felt Thom come up next to him and lean down. "I can't believe this!" He whispered. Both of them were frowning, this beautiful creature didn't move. If this was a real centaur then no one would believe them. It was dead.

Or so they thought. Upon hearing voices, the creature's eyes fluttered open. His intense green eyes stared up at the two friends. They both gasped, not expecting to see it move. The centaur smiled upon seeing the humans. "If only you were a little earlier," his voice sounded forced. It was clear that he did not have much longer in the world of the living.

Fred and Thom looked at each other. It spoke! It was real! "We can take you to a doctor!" Thom said hurriedly. They had to save him! Fred nodded in agreement; they couldn't let such a stunning animal die. The blonde was starting to feel guilty about his mentality before hand. Yeah, death was a part of nature, but something about this centaur's death didn't seem natural. He looked down and noticed a large bloody gash on his bottom side. Fred's face twisted into that of disgust, it looked like a stab wound. Who would to that to this poor stallion?

The centaur smiled when he heard the two's concern for him. "No, I can not be healed by your human doctors."

"But where do you come from?" Fred asked quickly, "We both could help you get back."

At this the creature frowned. "My village is gone, I'm the last." His vision was starting to blue. He had lost too much blood; he wasn't going to last much longer.

"But there has to be something we could do!" Thom was being persistent. The last of his kind? Well, even more of a reason to save him.

The centaur was taken back by the human's eagerness to help him. Weakly he reached over into a leather bag behind him and pulled out two glass vials. One held a dark red liquid, and the other a purple liquid. He handed it to Fred, who was the closest. "Thank you," he whispered. The centaur let out one last breath and closed his eyes. He was gone. The blonde gripped on to the gift as if it would be able to save the centaurs life, but unfortunately one could not be brought back from the dead so easily.

"It's not fair!" Thom growled, tears starting to well up in his eyes. How could someone take the life away from such an amazing creature? He stood up and kicked some dirt furiously. "God damn it!"

After calming down some, and taking their anger out on the ground, Thom and Fred dug the centaur a grave and gave him the best funeral they possibly could. They used their bare hands to dig as far into the earth as possible. Once the creature was buried, they put a large rock on top of it as a marker. They carved "R.I.P" into it and then turned to continue down the path. They wanted to leave that section of the forest as quickly as possible.

"What did he give you?" Thom asked Fred in a low voice after a few minutes.

Fred had almost forgotten about the vials from his hurricanes of emotion. He took both of them out of his pocket and held them up to his friend. "What do we do with these?" Thom reached out and grabbed the red liquid, it was his favorite color. They both stood there, staring curiously at the centaur's gift. "Screw it," the blonde said aloud. He popped the top off the vial and downed the purple substance in one gulp.

"What are you doing?" Thom shouted nervously. Neither of them had any idea if this was safe to drink. What if it killed him? "Idiot!" But there was nothing he could do now.

Immediately after downing the liquid, Fred began to feel his body shifting. His back end started to jut backwards and his legs grew longer. His clothes started to rip off him as he felt muscles grow inside of him. The sounds of his bones shifting could be heard not only to him, but to Thom. Another pair of legs started to grow, and his feet turned into hardened hooves. He let out a confused roar, flexing his arms and ripping his shirt off of himself, revealing his new chiseled chest. His blonde hair stared to grow down to the middle of his back, and his facial features shifted slightly, giving him an almost godlike beauty. When the transformation was over, Fred looked down at his body. "Oh my god!" He took a few steps foreword, then back. He had a black stallion's body, but his torso was still human. The vial had turned him into a centaur!

"Fred! Oh man!" Thom's mind was spinning. His best friend had just changed before his eyes into a mythical creature! While the blonde was still getting over the fact that he just transformed, his friend decided to drink his vial. He didn't even think about it. As soon as the red liquid came in contact with his stomach, Thom felt the same thing Fred had. He felt his back end shift outward, a new pair of legs growing, and his body becoming more muscular. But something wasn't right. The brunette looked down at his chest just in time to see two bumps forming. "What the..." They continued to grow until they formed the perfect sized breasts. "No!" He felt his manhood invert itself and go into his body next. Thom's hair grew much longer then his friends, going down to his knees. The final thing to transform was his face. His stubble and mustache simply fell off, and his face became more gentle and feminine. Instead of becoming a stallion, Thom became a gorgeous filly.

No! This is wrong, all wrong! Thom was starting to grow nervous, very nervous. At this point, he knew this wasn't a dream. He had really just transformed into a centaur. And a female! She reached her hands up and grabbed hold of her breasts, almost expecting them to fall off and then suddenly change into the right sex. But that didn't happen, they were real. There has to be a way to change back! She thought to herself, if I can change into a centaur then I have to be able to change back! But the dying one had said there was no one left. Maybe if they find the village there would be some of those vials lying around. That's it, I'll go find the village, there has to be some kind of book lying around that can tell me what to do!

As Thom debated to herself what to do, she had completely forgotten about Fred who was slowly advancing on the filly. He completely disregarded the fact that it was his friend standing in front of him. He could smell the centaurs sent, and there was an overwhelming instinct rising up in him, telling him to breed. He had to save his kind. Fred took advantage of the fact that Thom was preoccupied and jumped upward, wrapping his legs around her midsection. He already had an erection, and with one thrust foreword he hit his mark and buried himself deep inside the female centaur.

Thom let out a gasp and his eyes went wide as she felt the stallion mount her. It all happened so fast that she didn't have a chance to react. She felt Fred's strong hands grip on to her shoulders as he started to thrust deep inside of her. Even if she wanted too, the filly wouldn't be able to escape from the stronger males hold. Please stop! Please let this end! I don't want this! Is what the confused centaur wanted to say, instead soft moans escaped her lips. I'm going to kill him when this is over! Thom couldn't even begin to fathom that his best friend even had the nerve to take advantage of this situation.

The filly did her best to try and distract herself from the good feelings washing over her body. She was straight and very secure with his sexuality at that. She never wondered about messing around with the same sex, it was just something she wasn't into. She didn't understand why her body was giving out on her and why she was starting to feel good. I'm not gay! Why was I the one this had to happen to? Why didn't that stupid centaur tell us before he died! He could have held on a little longer! He could have! Thom was in the front seat of an emotional rollercoaster. He started blaming everyone else for this happening to him. The centaur for giving the vial, Fred for drinking it, and his horrible week for making him come out here.

This was all just a stupid idea! I'm such an idiot! Now he blamed himself. This was always the last stage. There's no way I can change back now, is there? I'm some fantasy creature AND I'm a girl! I can't even go back home. I'm stuck hiding from people until I die. The pleasure was starting to make its way into Thom's thoughts. Fred's thrusts were getting even stronger, further distracting the confused centaur. Why does this have to feel so good? No! Stop thinking that! I can't let myself think that.

Despite his anger and confusion, instinct was starting to take over for the filly. At first she didn't realize it, but she found herself moving in time with the stallion's thrusts. Thom started losing her grip on reality and his body started to give in to its new demands. The pleasure the two felt washed over their bodies, distracting them from anything they might have been thinking about. In that moment it was only them, two centaurs mating to try and revive their race.

It only took a few minutes longer for Fred to come, releasing his seed deep inside Thom. When the filly felt the stallion's orgasm something told her she would be impregnated. Also, something else clicked inside her. She had actually enjoyed mating with the stallion. She suddenly felt like she had a purpose. It was up to them to revive the centaur race. If she ran off and managed to change back to normal it would be her fault this mythical race became extinct.

Fred dismounted, he was panting from all the energy he used up. He trotted up next to Thom and wrapped his arms protectively around her waste. This solidified the filly's thoughts. She'd stay, after all, this just felt right somehow.

8 Years Later

Artemis sat up on a large cliff looking down into a safely nestled valley. She smiled softly as she watched a group of male centaurs return to the village down below, bringing back food from their hunt. It looked like it was a success. She spotted her mate, Fred, at the front of the group holding his spear and what ever food he had caught. The mare reached out to caress the foal that was nursing from her. A baby girl and her newest child. She would grow into a fine mare, and continue to help the centaur village grow.

After her and Fred had undergone their transformation, the new mates had sought out the old centaur village. They had found information on how to make the potions the dying centaur had given them. At night they snuck out of the park and offered their newly brewed elixir to friends and family to help build up a new centaur village. It was a success, everyone they offered it too accepted.

The next problem was finding a place to rebuild the village. Artemis had remembered a beautiful view he had passed on the overgrown trail. It was a cliff that looked down into a large valley. The herd of centaurs checked it out, and all fell in love with it. Fred and a few others went off to salvage whatever they could from the old village while the ones left behind started to build huts.

Finally, once things were in place, the small group started to mate, bringing centaur fouls into the world and making their community grow. Artemis was the first to give birth since she mated with Fred long before the others. The day of her first born became a day of celebration for the whole village. It turned out to be a baby boy whom Fred decided to name Thom, after his mate's former self. He was almost an adult in the community now, and she was very proud of him

Artemis' smile grew. Thinking back, she was glad she didn't run off and try to change back. Her life had so much more meaning now as a mother and mate. It was much more fulfilling then being a normal human male living a mundane life. Because of her and Fred, the centaur community was reborn and thriving. She couldn't have asked for more.

Once her foal finished nursing, Artemis hurried her along to play with the other children so she could get to her hut to see her mate. Fred was already back, putting away his portion of the meat. "I can see the hunt went well," the mare said with a grin.

Fred turned around and smiled, he wasn't expecting his mate to be back so early. "Yeah, it went very well." He trotted over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "But I'm tired, I'm going to head to bed early I think." He made his way to the small bedroom, but Artemis grabbed his hand and looked at him with a mischievous grin. "Hey, what's that for?"

The mare came right up to him and looked him in the eyes. "I think you know what. I want to help you relax." She turned and waved her bottom at him, inviting the stallion to mount her.

He was a bit taken back by this. "Seriously?" Artemis nodded and smiled. "Well," he grinned back, "I guess this would help me." He jumped up and wrapped his legs and arms around the mare, finding her entrance with a skilled ease. He pushed himself all the way in and then started thrusting gently. The mare turned her head to lock eyes with her mate. As she did this, Fred leaned down and started to kiss her, moving his hands over to her breasts. He softly caressed them, taking a nipple in each hand to rub them.

Artemis loved it when he did this. She moaned into the kiss and thrust back onto the stallion. The moved in time with each other, like a perfectly synchronized watch. When one started to build up speed, so did the other. The two moved like this, until Fred felt himself nearing his climax. "Are you close?" He breathed into the mare's ear. She could only nod back breathlessly.

Fred tightened his legs around her waist as he started to thrust as hard as he possibly could. His orgasm washed over him and he shuttered as he spilled his seed inside his mate. When Artemis felt the stallion cum, her own climax rocketed though her body. They rode out the length of the orgasm and then both collapsed on the floor. The two cuddled up next to each other, each with a satisfied grin. The centaurs didn't say anything, they didn't need too. The mates quickly drifted off to sleep in each others arms, knowing they were going to bring another child into the world.