Eternal Equine Equality (Centaur Knight Tf) Draft

You find yourself standing in a fancy looking great hall, akin to what you have heard a throne room should look like. Yet you have a hard time enjoying the few, as two practically identical looking centaurs each hold one of your arms, making it impossible for you to move. They are way too strong for you to break out, so you have no choice but to go wherever they want you to go. 

And that was apparently right here in the great hall. The centaurs stood there for a while motionlessly, looking almost thoughtless, just smiling as they held you in place. There was a throne in front of them, but it was empty. You tried to talk to the centaurs, but it was to no avail. They didn't respond to anything you said. 

That’s when you heard the door opening up behind you again, with the sounds of more clopping of hives resounding through the hall. You would have loved to turn around, but being pinned in place like that, you had no way to look back. But thankfully, you didn’t have to wait long, as left and right of you, more centaurs started lining up, all saluting in the exact same pose as each other. 

In fact, they all looked the same. It seemed like they had practically the same face, the same hairstyle of ringlets, the same muscular body build and of course, the same massive rack on their chests as the two centaurs that were holding you. The only real difference you could see was their hair color, which granted, was really colorful throughout the ranks, with no two centaurs having the exact same colored hair. Yet with that being the only distinctive feature, the whole hall felt a bit… eerie to you.

When the clopping of the hooves died down, another pair of footsteps could be heard, these ones sounding a lot more human. At first you were relieved to know a human was there, but that relief quickly turned into fear when you saw who it was. Because as she walked past you and towards the throne and turned around, she revealed herself to be…

…none other than the goddess of darkness herself, Nagisa Fulkami. This realization alone had you shook. 

“What an interesting development. I wouldn’t expect a human to find their way into my centaur knight temple. Very curious.” She spoke, the power of her voice alone already had you shaking. You could barely get a word out of your mouth. 

“What's that? You want to join my centaur army? Always great to hear it~” Nagisa suddenly continued, causing your mouth to almost fall to the floor. You had no idea how she came to the idea that that's what you wanted, but you knew you had to correct her as fast as you could.

“KNEEL!” With words so powerful you felt like they could bend the world around you, you fell to the floor. Not even the grips of the powerful centaurs could keep you up. It was as if the entire world wanted to see you on your knees at that very moment, including your own body.

Scared for your life, you looked up at the dark goddess, who slowly walked towards you, drawing a sword out of thin air in a single magical motion. You had no idea what she was planning, so all you could do was shake on the ground as Nagisa approached you. The two centaurs who held you in place even stepped to the side, as if they knew what you had coming.

“You seem to be nervous. Don’t worry, that’s normal.” Nagisa spoke with a chilling smile on her face. “After all, you can only get knighted once in your life. And after that, everything is the same.”

Nagisa tapped her sword on your right shoulder lightly, barely enough for you to feel it physically. But internally, you felt like you were exploding. Your head went into overdrive, thinking at a million thoughts per minute while your body was on fire. And despite all that, you barely had enough time to concentrate on a single area of your body, your thoughts were so scattered. 

Your entire body felt like something was forcefully injecting strength into it, like your arms were forced to grow stronger and your legs were thickening due to the muscles bulging in all directions. Your stomach wasn’t far behind either, quickly going from athletic to borderline iron abs in a matter of seconds, and yet, it didn't get entirely hard.

Your chest increased quite a bit as well, but kept a certain softness and springiness to it. Same with your butt, however that one felt very odd. Like it was moving backwards and elongating your spine in some way. Yet that was the last thing on your mind, as the constant stream of thoughts flowing through your head made it hard to gauge which ones were yours and which ones weren't.

“Nagisa is your goddess.” “Nagisa is your master.” “You serve Nagisa.” “You are a knight.”

All of these thoughts appeared swirling through your head to the point of making you dizzy, but unable to pass out as if someone was actively denying you even that luxury. All you could do at this point was trying to hold on and differentiate which thoughts were yours, and which ones weren't.

“You seem to have a certain strength of will. I like that.” You heard Nagisa speak and immediately tap you on your left shoulder with her blade, causing another explosion of pure chaos to ripple through your body. 

Your butt moved back even further, making you feel like you now had a barrel hanging out from behind you which you could barely hold up. You also felt like your clothes were ripping apart completely and fur was sprouting all over your lower half, but you weren't entirely sure. There was just too much happening at the same time. 

Especially around your upper half too. You could feel your chest getting tighter, and could even watch it as it grew larger right before your eyes. You want to hold it back, but that only goes to show you how your arms are also seemingly expanding in definition, now appearing ripped even in a relaxed state.

Yet the weirdest thing was happening to your face. You were not entirely sure what was happening, but you could feel it change and move in a way that was uncomfortable, yet liberating. Even your hair got longer, which you could actually see, starting to reach past your shoulders and becoming even longer still. It might have been your imagination, but you could swear it also started to curl itself on its own as well as change to a dark but vibrant brown…

But the thoughts were getting louder and more chaotic in your head, you had a hard time telling them apart. So much conflicting information, nothing made sense to you.

“I am scared of Nagisa.” “I love Nagisa!” “I am human.” “I am a centaur!” “I have a normal human body.” “I have always been bustier than any human.”

You weren’t sure which information to trust anymore. Even your gender seemed to be questionable for a second. You saw that your boobs were absolutely immense, and you felt that there was an opening down below, but whether that was something new or something you always had seemed to slip you. In fact, many things you thought you knew slowly slipped your mind.

That's when Nagisa raised her sword a final time. “But your strength of will is nothing compared to my power. Now fall! Fall into eternal servitude of eternal equine equality!”

Another tap, this time on your head, and a more brutal internal explosion than you have ever thought possible. It sliced through your thoughts like they were butter, eliminating the whirlwind of conflicting information by slicing through half of them all at once. Every conflict or unclear question was suddenly resolved, and all the answers were clear to you. Almost making you feel stupid for questioning any of them.

Of course you were a woman, a female centaur in fact. That was never a question. You watched as two additional legs sprouted out from your extended behind and your actual legs turn into hooved horse legs, but that didn’t matter to you. No matter what you saw, you knew you have always been a centaur.

Of course you were always strong, powerful even. Your sheer muscle might of your arms, legs and abs are a testament to that. What knight isn't powerful enough to protect her master? 

It makes you check up on your armor, which thankfully seemed to meld itself onto your body the way it was supposed to. Your arms and shoulders heavily armored, your heavy chest perfectly secured, your equine half also holding some plates and a designated saddle space on your back in case your master ever wanted to ride you. With a detachable saddle of course, for easier movement. 

You thought you saw a different type of clothing on your a moment ago, but those thoughts and memories were sliced out of your head only moments later, gone and forgotten. Like a loyal knight would ever need to wear anything else anyway.

You look around and see exactly what you were expecting: twenty… maybe thirty centaur knights that all look the same. The same face, the same ringlet hairstyle, the same armor. And you knew, you were exactly the same. You took pride in your ringlets, in your armor and in your body, because you knew your master had gifted it to you, just like so many others before you. And the thing you pride yourself most in was no doubt…

“Chestnut Brown Knight, salute to me.” Nagisa commanded, and your body reacted almost on instinct.

“Yes, my lady!” Your arm went up in a saluting pose as the honor of being called by your master directly was beyond your wildest dreams. The best feeling in the world. And the best part was, that your hair, the trait that made you unique among the masses of loyal knights, would be your name bestowed upon you by the goddess herself.

“Chestnut Brown Knight, are you ready to serve me for eternity?” Nagisa asked with a smug smile on her face, yet you could barely hold in your excitement when she asked you that question.

“Of course my lady! I’d do anything for you and always!” you answer, making your lady slowly nod. Her approval alone made you feel giddy inside. 

“Alright then, Chestnut Brown Knight. Get back in line and salute with the others. I’ll call on you whenever I need your service.” And with those words, you bow to your lady and trott back in line to the rest of the centaurs, all looking the same except their colors, all saluting to the single greatest lady in the world.

Eternal Equine Equality… and you are now part of it.

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When all are centaurs destined to serve, what makes you think you will be the one to resist?