#135633 - She knew she was a big girl, something especially odd among a typically fit race and despite her unashamed confidence, she had always been self-conscious about her weight, to be with someone that not only didn’t mind her plushness but actively seemed to enjoy it made her hearts flutter. ” She nodded curiously and smiled, “I saw him pointing at me?” “Ahha, yeah,” he sipped his drink before continuing, “he was actually telling me before that a cute centaur was working here and he wanted to show her off to me… Turns out that was you, didn’t know you worked here?” She laughed a little, “Ahh I see, that makes sense I suppose. “Oh fuck, ah, Jason…” she panted softly, her eyes glued on the scene as she lowered herself slightly, the bulk of her frame looming lower until he no longer needed to support his height with his elbow, freeing his other hand to worship her equine length.