"Dengor, welcome to the HR-department!"

Dengor adjusted his chain mail before accepting the First Minister's
outstretched hand. He looked around the rather big office that soon
would be his.

The First Minister shook his head. "You don't appreciate how hard it
was to get somebody for this position. I mean, somebody truly
qualified." He sighed deeply. "But luckily you seemed to have the --
er, odd -- inclination to, how can I say it, accept Them and mingle."

Dengor was slightly bemused at the First Minister's attempt to not
outright call him a freak -- or worse, a pervert.

"But," the First Minister continued. "It is good to have you on board."
He shook his hand vigorously once more. "Really good."

Dengor did not really want the job and the fame and recognition it
brought. He would rather be out in the woods. But the perks! If he got
through without messing anything up, he would get his own forest. A
small one to be sure, but his own! And he had his eye on this
long-legged filly from down South. She might want to look his way if he
had his own place. Ah!

"By the way," the First Minister said, pulling Dengor from his reverie.
"I have managed to secure a liaison cum secretary for you, which should
make it easier to, er, ease into the job, so to say." He directed
Dengor to a huge desk at one end of the room. "And all the necessary
information about the details of the job is in your desk here."

Dengor looked at the shelves filled with big books.

"I will leave you now and the liaison will be here soon. Goodbye ...
and good luck!" The First Minister gave a short wave before he almost
galloped out the room.

"Goodbye," Dengor said in his sonorous voice.

He had no more than started to look at the volumes in the desk before a
soft knock on the door informed him that he had a visitor. He looked up
and saw this black girl standing, almost lost in the big door frame.
She wore a yellow dress buttoned down the front. The dress outlined her
features quite well and seemed to be almost at the point of bursting.
Dengor was at a loss for words. He forgot everything about the filly
down South, about the forest and about his job. He could not control
the stirring he felt and was spared embarrassment by the desk hiding
his lower body from the girl. It quickly became worse. He could smell
her. Her pheromones almost drove him crazy and he felt almost
completely incapable of controlling himself and only with the utmost
will-power did he manage to stay put.

"I was told to report here," she said smiling timidly. "And, well, here
I am."

Dengor just looked at her, breathing heavily and with some difficulty.

The girl looked -- nay, stared -- at the figure behind the desk,
appreciating his platinum chain mail, his full mane going down his back
and his muscular arms. She wondered what he looked like behind the
desk, but bade her time. "My name is Michelle, by the way." She walked
closer to the desk and held her hand out.

Dengor just stared at her. She had her hair plaited in an intricate
pattern. She had the most beautiful smile with nice dimples -- and her
... breasts. Her breasts were ... full. She had long, robust legs and
delicate feet in black flip-flops.

"Michelle," she said again right in front of him.

He suddenly stirred. "Sorry, I was lost in my own thoughts, dazed by
your exquisite beauty." He held his hand out with a heart-melting smile
and shook hers vigorously. "Welcome to the HR-department where we do
our best to be as humane as we can."

She smiled back, understanding all the meanings of his last sentence.

"Do sit down," he said and indicated towards a high chair close to his
desk. "Let us get acquainted." She gracefully sat down and Dengor could
not help himself but stare at her legs. Her dress was so short that he
could almost see her ... bottom, and he kept returning to this hint of
something to be revealed. "My name is Dengor and I have just today been
appointed Head of HR, so please excuse me if I do not quite get all
this right."

"And I'm Michelle, as I said. I am ..." She let her eyes roam freely
over the parts of him she could see from the chair. "... delighted to
be here." Her smile still beamed and almost overpowered Dengor. "How
..." She was not quite sure if it would be proper to get into this now.
"How did you end up here? ... If you don't mind."

"I ... I do not mind." He straightened up. "I have always been a sort
of loner and not quite able to fit into any of the flocks ... groups,
really." Michelle nodded in understanding. "And since I was four, when
I lived near the border, I have felt this ... affinity ... towards
people I saw, which made me a natural for this position."

"I do understand." Michelle smiled disarmingly at him, almost resulting
in a core meltdown inside his chest. "It is actually quite similar with
me. I too was at the border and looking across, seeing the border
guards, I was filled with this immense longing that never left me. I
studied hard and went through University in record time. I applied for
this position ... and here I am. The youngest ever to hold a position
like this."

"And much ... zest you bring. I did not quite expect ... I mean, seeing
you ... at close quarters." He shrugged. "How can I say it? It is ...
well ... a pleasure ... Yes, a pleasure to see you. I have never ...
really ... been this close before."

"Oh, do you mean?" Michelle looked at him with big eyes. "You have
never before seen ... close up?"

He lower his gaze and blushed slightly. "No."

"But," she started. "But you, who are so beautiful!"

"What about you? Have you ever ...?" His voice tapered out. "I mean ..."

She looked directly at him. "I haven't." Then she lowered her eyes.
"But I have seen pictures."

"Ah yes ... pictures. Photographs. I see."

She seemed a bit shy. "Would ... would you like to see more?"

"Oh yes, please! I would be delighted."

She looked at the door frame. "Is it OK?"

"Oh the door. Yes, it is perfectly safe. Nobody would dream of coming
close while you are in here."

"Well then ..." She hesitated before unbuttoning the topmost button.
She looked at his lust-crazed eyes. "Would you do me the honour?"

Dengor blushed deeply red. "Can I ... Really????"

"Of course you can."

He hesitantly moved around the desk and heard her sucking in her
breath. She realised how big he was. With strong legs and a suppressed
eagerness like an Arabian stallion. And he had the hots for her, she
could see. And he was big too. His hands trembled as he unbuttoned her
dress, one slow button after the other. He opened the front and gasped
at the sight. She was naked below. Her breasts were full for her young
age and she had a thin cover of curly downs covering a big ... clitoris
the size of one of his fingers. She was damp and sent out so many
pheromones that he was almost overwhelmed.

He stretched a hand out towards her chest as she slid the dress off and
removed her flip-flops. "May I?" He whispered in awe. "I have never
seen anything as beautiful before."

"You definitely can," she said in a croaky voice.

He touched her breasts while keeping eye contact with her. Her eyes
seemed to burn themselves into his and he picked her up and carried her
easily to the table in the corner. He put her carefully down and
removed his chain mail as quickly as he could, suddenly as naked as she.

"I ... I mean ... Just say stop if I am too forward."

"God no," Michelle whispered. "I've looked forward to this since I was
a little girl, so please." She looked at his half erect member. "It's
only ... You're so big ... Please be gentle."

"I will," he moaned, hardly able to control himself. "I will."

He positioned himself over her and directed his still-growing erection
to her wet opening, slowly pressing it in. The bulbous head had hardly
entered her before he could not get any further.

"OH?!?" he said, not knowing what to do next.

"You've hit my hymen," Michelle said. "You'll have to break through it
to enter me properly."

"Oh, you are a ... virgin?" he said incredulously.

"I sure am," she giggled. "I've saved myself for you."

"My goodness," Dengor moaned and tried to work in and out a couple of
times. After a relatively short while, Michelle started to shiver as
she had her first orgasm. He took this as a good sign and moved in with
a sharp shove that broke her hymen cleanly. He continued inwards until
he suddenly hit her cervix, with less than a third of his member inside
her.

"Aiiieeeaaahhh!" She cried. "You're huge. Whoa!"

"Are you alright?" he asked concerned, seeing how small her vagina was
compared to his penis.

"I am fine," she moaned. "I'm fine. Please continue."

He began to make love to her with slow moves, savouring the feeling of
her tight vagina engulfing his oversize manhood. She was so wet that
her juices literally ran from her, which made the whole process so much
more easy and enjoyable. After a few minutes like this, she had another
orgasm and pushed back against him so hard that he passed her cervix
and entered her womb. Another third of his erection disappeared inside
her.

"Aaaaarrrrrggggghhhh!!!" Michelle screamed. "You lovely creature!!!!"

"Are you hurt?" Dengor asked, unable to keep the worry from his voice.

"I am," she said. "And it makes me so absolutely horny! Give it to me!
Hard!"

"Oh," he said relieved and worried at the same time. He DID enjoy it
very much with the tight ring of her cervix around the most sensitive
part of his penis. "I ... Ohhhhh ... I can't hold back ... Hold back
any more ... I'm ..."

"Oh yes," Michelle screamed while cumming hard. "Give it to me! Spray
me! Send your thick sperm into me! Soak me! Fill me! Let me drain you!
Whew!"

Dengor did just that.

He came.

Hard.

Harder than he had ever done before and the result was predictable. He
sent huge cascades of hot sperm into the girls stuffed womb and it
filled her beyond belief. He sent so much sperm into her that it had to
come out somehow and a steady stream sprayed out between her hugely
expanded pussy and his rock-hard member. He slowly withdrew, pumping
her full of sperm as he did. He enjoyed the pull of her cervix as the
ridge of his head was trapped by it. He pulled harder and it plopped
past so he could withdraw completely, covering her front in sperm. She
sat up and put her lips to the sexy geyser, sperm running down from her
hair over her eyes and down her nose. She drank his sweet juices while
she took more and more of his penis down her throat until she had to
stop after about eighteen inches.

Dengor's heart beat faster than after a run in the forest. This was the
most exquisite treat he had ever had. He had made love to this girl and
she had taken him in her mouth. He could not really believe it, but wow!

When he after a long time had finished ejaculating, Michelle lay back
again, running her hands along his still-hard member. "Amazing," she
said. "You're still hard ... and big!" She moved back a bit and dipped
his head in her wet pussy before pressing it against her tight anus.
"I've dreamed of this since I was ten," she moaned.

"Oh, what have I done to deserve this?" Dengor groaned. "Am I in Heaven
or what?" His erection disappeared up inside the girl, inch by slow
inch until her pelvis hit his skin. Every inch of his 24+ inches buried
inside her. "Are you for real?" he whispered in awe as he plunged in
and out of her bowels.

Soon Michelle screamed in an overwhelming orgasmic experience and
Dengor felt the ripples from her intestines along his huge penis. How
could he hold back?

He came again.

As hard and copious as before and soon the floor had another big puddle
of sperm on it. Once again, he withdrew while shooting and added
another layer of sperm to the one already on her front. Half crazed
from the experience, Michelle whimpered as she once again took him into
her mouth to savour the white fountain of life. When he, after a long
time, was finished shooting, he slowly eased his penis out of her mouth
and swept her up so he could embrace her, feeling her supple breasts
against his chest, kissing her like mad.

"Oh Michelle," he whispered between kisses. "I have never dreamed of
anything like this. How can I be so lucky?"

She looked at him almost cross-eyed. "I love you. And I love how
well-hung you are." She giggled. "Hung like a horse would be the
understatement of the year."

He laughed with her. "Welcome to the HR department," he said. "Meeting
this human was definitely a pleasure."

When at last they could separate, she sat in the chair across from him,
not trying to hide herself. Neither did he try to hide that he was
still half-hard, which would be rather difficult with the length of his
penis.

"Have you got tissue to clean this mess up," Michelle said and pointed
to the huge puddles of sperm on the floor.

"Don't worry about that," Dengor said. "Somebody will clean it up
later."

She looked at him puzzled. "And you're not embarrassed? I mean they can
surely guess what has happened."

"I understand what you are trying to say, but no, I'd rather they see
what has been going on, that way they know I've got off on the right
hoof ... foot, I mean."

"Oh, I see. Your bosses. Yes."

"Yes, I'd like them to see that the Human Relations department is
working." He picked up his chain mail from the floor and draped it on
the desk. He picked her dress up next and gave it to her. "Here you
are."

"Thank you," she said without trying to put the dress back on.

"After this," he said, caressing her lovingly. "... nobody can deny
that humans and centaurs can interact in a peaceful way."

They both smiled.