Arter came to stand beside her then. Grasping her shoulder he spoke aloud to the crowd, "This one, who was known as Carl, has given everything to corr...ct a mistake. Since she has no kin, I claim her as my own daughter. And as we all know that Carl is a good name, if you are a troll." The crowd laughed at that. "I gift her with a proper centaur name. Deirdre."Carl looked down at his chest, where two firm and ripe young woman's breasts now swung gently. Even further down where his sex used to. .. enthusiasm and fled.”Zubeydeh chuckled. “I suppose I can’t blame him for that,” she replied.“Oh Grandmother this is serious,” said Sharifa, sounding annoyed.“I’m sorry, Sharifa. I know it is, dear,” responded her grandmother as she patted the young woman’s hand.“The thing is, what can I do?” asked Sharifa, looking intently at Zubeydeh as if the older woman could provide a magic solution.“Well, what do you want to do?” answered Zubeydeh.“I want to make love to him again only this time without. I thought ‘strange’. Then he was back, as I opened my mouth so he could examine me, he was chatting away. He had to keep moving around his surgery as his assistant wasn’t there, eventually he moved his tray closer to him. After a few minutes he said “All you need is a polish”.As he leaned over to his tray his crotch was very close to my face, as I glanced at him I’m certain I saw his cock harden. After he’d done this a few times he said “Do you like what you’re looking at”, before I could. She had never been so expectant, with such a rage of lust inside her. She imagined him poised over her, his dark long hair stroking her delicate downy stomach, and how his powerful arms must have held his body over her, when he breathed into that place that now ached intensely for him to be. She drifted for a while with the thoughts of what might come. She was in between fleeting images and sounds now. Her mind going to a place where there were no inhibitions, barriers or guilt. His powerful.