Chapter 3 pt7
"HEY!" yelled a male voice suddenly and Fey felt the otterkin holding her shaft down let go. Her dick swung up and smacked the petting otterkin in the face sending her head over heels to slam into the floorboards. Her cock slapped noisily back up against her stomach.
"Wha- What are you doing?!" growled the male otterkin staring down the twins.
"Don't get your panties in a bunch, we were just giving her a complimentary massage." said Kayla gathering herself up from where she had fallen.
"A complimentary massage on her penis???" hissed the male.
"Yeah, so? It's really big, so it's just like any other body part, like a third leg, not something you would understand."
The male flushed red with anger. "We're going to have words later." He turned to the band stiffly. "Your rooms are ready. We have no room for the centaur so she will have to stay in the stable. Like a horse."
"Uhm, that's fine, I stayed there last time," said Fey, her cheeks slightly rosy.
"Yes, I think it's time we retired for the night. Drink your drinks," said Ellaria as she sipped her water. Flora chugged the last of her beer, a paunch appearing in her stomach. She belched long and noisily and grinned at the male otterkin who gave her an annoyed look.
"You girls show our customers to their rooms, I'll deal with the centaur." The male otterkin bustled past and looked up at Fey expectantly. Fey nearly sighed but instead followed. It wouldn't be the first time that inns had treated her poorly, inns weren't exactly known for catering to centaurs, one of the most awkward races to plan for.
She followed him outside, her penis quietly slapping against her barrel.
The otterkin paused by the door and produced an otterkin sized lantern to light the way. The sun was setting and it was rapidly becoming dark. The size of the lantern didn't light much but it was enough. They headed toward an outbuilding that was separate from the main inn, a large stable. The otterkin opened the door and Fey trotted in scenting the familiar scent of fresh hay.
The male otterkin set the lantern by the door. Then he turned on her.
"I don't know what you think you are doing but this is all ours, our inn, our wives, our business. If I catch you touching our girls again I'll make you pay." He spat to the side. "Fucking horse whore."
"Hey! I didn't-" but the door was already swinging shut. Fey scowled at the closed door then let out a sigh for real. "Gods I hate inns and innkeepers."
She trotted over to the lantern and with difficulty leaned down and picked the tiny thing up. She held it high and went further into the stable. It didn't take her long to find what she was looking for. An open fronted box stall with a massive heaping of hay in it. She hung the lantern from a hook on an overhead beam and then threw herself down. The comfortable hay the first true rest from the long days walk. She groaned and rolled in it. No centaur would ever be caught dead admitting it but the horsier things in life were often some of the better.
She ended up on her back with her cock resting against her stomach where she was most comfortable. After a moment or two of wiggling to get snug, she let her eyes close and gradually drifted off to sleep.