I have always been fascinated by mythology. The centaur is a mythical creature that I am particularly mesmerized by. I have always found these creatures interesting. I love the many colors of their coats, with the head arms and torso of a human and the beautiful body of a horse, they are majestic indeed. They exude strength and mystery.
I have always said if I were like any mythical creature of lore it would be the centaur. But it wasn’t until a friend of mine bought me this beautiful little figurine of a female centaur that I really began to connect myself to them. The figurine resembles me in so many ways and the creature, in all it’s glory, does as well.
When I finally decided to go through with my transgender surgery transforming my self into what I always felt I was, a woman, it took a lot of strength and courage. And now that I have the beautiful head arms and torso of a glorious woman, proud and strong, matching who I am inside with a huge dick, in many ways I am a living centaur. Half woman, half horse in more then just the figurative sense of the word.
I love my beautiful body and the little figurine that I keep in a special place to remind me daily of the wonder of the mythical, magical creature that I am and of all that I can be.
I often jerk my huge horse cock while looking at this gift that my friend gave me, spewing cum all over my belly while loosing myself in the fascination and wonders of mythology and a world born of imagination where the realm of possibilities are endless, and one is only inhibited by his or her own limitations. I love setting my mind free in this magical place that exists within my imagination.
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