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Rannick was a curious lizard. He got into trouble every now and again for ridiculous reasons. As a kid, he liked to explore parts of his house; a fairly big house with many nooks and crannies. Once, in the attic, he took a misstep and fell through the ceiling into the party below. He was reprimanded. Another time, he managed to convince a kid to go with him into the basement, and when he got scared, he ended up locking them in as he ran out. He was reprimanded. And when he was a lot older, he decided to see what it felt like to be shot with an arrow. He was lucky he was only reprimanded.

And now, he was much older. His curiosity still got the better of him from time to time, but he mainly managed to keep it in check. Mainly.

Currently, he was employed by a carriage service. Mainly feral horses were used, but the occasional centaur often acted as a sort of 'chauffeur,' and treated at a much higher status than the horses. Rannick was an aid to one of these centaurs, named Iles. Iles was tough, masculine, and slightly tan from the amount of time he spent out in the sun. Rannick was a little different; slim, fairly muscular, and green from his scales, with some red lines going from his snout down his body.

Rannick was fairly new to the business, while Iles had been there for a while, and the two of them didn't know each other all that well. Which is why Rannick was surprised when Iles invited him back to the temporary stables that the business had for centaurs. Although, he was also surprised by the fact that they had stables for centaurs.

"I'm surprised that they have stables for centaurs," he told Iles, while they walked.

Iles smiled. "They're just temporary. A place for us to rest for a few minutes before we go back out to chauffeur again. I suppose you could compare it to one of those canopies that provide shade for bipedals."

Rannick thought for a moment, then nodded. "Makes sense. Not something permanent, but comfortable enough when you're working."

As they got there, Rannick looked the place up and down. It wasn't especially small, but it was clear that it was only for one centaur.

"Do you get your own?"

Iles threw his arms in the air. "Hey, I've been here for a while. They clearly appreciate the work I've done." He moved the covering from the entrance aside and walked right in. "Go ahead and look around. There's not much, but I suppose you could find it interesting."

Rannick nodded. He turned to look around the place. It was spacious, despite its outward appearance, and was decorated with numerous trinkets here and there. He took one off the shelf, before remembering his clumsiness and hastily putting it back.

"It's nice here."

"Mmm hmm..." Iles responded, apparently absentminded. Rannick turned to see what he was doing.

As soon as he looked around, he met face-to-face ass with Iles' horse butt. He was about to tell him that he was standing really, almost uncomfortably close, when he saw his tail was up and to the side of his big ass. Curious, as per usual, he couldn't help but look further. In between the cheeks of Iles' ass, was his hole, and it seemed to be... 'winking' at him. He frowned, and shook his head, clearing the cloudiness he had suddenly experienced.

"Uh... Iles? You're awfully close..." he mumbled. Iles turned his head a little and smirked.

"Whoops... sorry about that. My bad." But instead of moving away, he trotted a little closer to Rannick, who reached his hands out to stop him from hitting him, grabbing his ass cheeks.

"Hey!"

"Did I do it again? Force of... habit." He swatted Rannick with his tail. After a few moments of debating in his head, Rannick's curiosity got the better of him once again, and he looked down in between Iles' fat globes. It was definitely winking at him now. Opening and closing... opening and closing... opening and closing. He soon found that he couldn't tear his head away, just staring at the asshole right in front of him. He almost didn't realize when his hands started pulling the ass apart, his face moving closer, wanting to get a better look at it's gestures.

"See something you like?" Iles asked him.

Rannick found it hard to respond, but he nodded his head. "Your asshole... it's... pulsating."

Iles nodded back. "Yes, yes... it's very needy. And do you know why it's needy?" Rannick didn't respond, being too caught up in watching the asshole move. Iles chuckled. "That's because it's hungry."

"Hun... gry?"

"Yep. It needs to be fed. And you know who could feed it?" He moved his tail around Rannick's head, gently rubbing it up and down, in rhythm to his asshole. "You."

It seemed like Rannick was purely magnetized to the asshole, the tail pushing him further towards it with encouragement. He pushed his muzzle through Iles' ass cheeks, and managed to press his nose against it. He sniffed it deeply, and got hit with a smell that made his own stomach growl.

"Yes... hungry..." Rannick repeated, before pushing his snout in.

It was a little hard at first, but Rannick was curious to see what would happen, and pushed in hard. He brought his hands from outside of it to help pull it apart, eliciting a moan from Iles. This caused Rannick to temporarily snap out of it, his muzzle about up to nearly his eyes inside the ass. His breath got quick and he tried to pull out.

Iles trotted backwards a little, engulfing the rest of Rannick's snout in his ass, his eyes pressing up against the rim. "Shhhh... feel it... beat... feel it... hunger." He began pumping his asshole again, the gentle rhythm and squeezes around Rannick's muzzle once more calming him down and entrancing him into continuing.

He pulled Iles' ass apart with his hands, pushing them inside so he could guide his face in more easily. After shoving his face in as hard as he could, it finally popped over his eyes, beginning to slurp the rest of his head in. Rannick pushed against the ground with his legs to get in faster, wanting to feed it. Given that his arms were already inside, it made it more easy for Iles to take him in when he got to his shoulders.

Iles pushed back, becoming greedier, his cock becoming hard at how full he was feeling. He ended up shoving Rannick against the wall, grinding against him to push him all the way in. "Oh, yeah... haven't been this hungry in a while..." He kept rhythmically pushing against the wall, in time to the beat of his asshole. Rannick was pushing against the wall as well, wriggling forward until his hips were taken in by Iles' behind.

Iles' cock was dripping precum now, close to shooting as the almost entirety of the lizard was inside of him. He put his arms against the wall on the other side of the room, groaning with each inch of Rannick entering him. His thighs... his knees... and to his ankles. After a bit of hard pushing to get the last of Rannick in, he was swallowed up with a 'slurp,' the asshole suddenly tightening to keep Rannick held in, and Iles cried out.

His horse cock jerked and he began shooting his seed onto the floor of the stables, hitting the ground over and over again. The cum made a small puddle, his balls emptying themselves underneath him. After many climaxes, the full feeling of something so large inside of him having made him incredibly horny, his cock began to slow down, spasming less and less, before it was finally over. He leaned against a shelf on the wall of the stable, and shook with pleasure. He looked down underneath him, seeing his belly so full, and his cock getting hard once again. "Shit... I think I might get thirsty after all this..."