Side story Voras

Voras followed Zeldi like she was on autopilot. She knew what she wanted to say but not how she should say it.

Her gaze went to Clovek as he wondered off with Madu and jealousy spiked through her body. Normally she would try a suppress the feeling but this time she let it grow, hoping it would give her some strength to speak her mind. That or maybe it might overpower her trauma but that wasn't likely.

Zeldi was not oblivious to anything but she stayed quiet until they were in the house.

"Do you want to take all that off." She asked pointing to the many layers of clothing Voras was currently still wearing. "Would hate to spill anything on it."

Voras froze. She couldn't remove her mobile nest, or could she?

Clovek wasn't around and it wasn't like her completely rational fear was related to Zeldi. She was another Livestock after all.

And what of Madu?

The jealousy came back  and again Voras used it to push forward. Her own pride adding itself to the potent mix of emotions that were refusing to let her mind still.

Layer by layer. Silk by silk. Voras removed it all, not even stopping when she felt the chill of the air on her chest. It was bitingly cold and made her nipples stand at attention but she was naked and no longer covered in her protective silk.

No nest or anything remotely close for her to fall back on now.

Voras took a breath and let out her pent up feelings along with it.

Zeldi was a livestock. There was no reason to be afraid. There was only hope that she would be accepted by the Centaur.

"I didn't mean for you to take it all off." Zeldi commented while dragging her eyes up and down Voras's figure.

"I don't want to hide." Voras admitted. "I want you to know everything I say is genuine to the best of my abilities."

Zeldi shook her head with a smile. "Voras Darling. We know how you feel, you made that quite obvious when Master left your room holding your underwear liked he'd personally stole it without you knowing."

"But that didn't help me get into your herd. All that really did was label me as... Complicated." Voras let out a defeated sigh before she heard Zeldi rustling around.

When she looked up at the Centaur she found her stripping out of her own clothes and retreaving a large glass bottle from the bench in the kitchen.

"You're not complicated Voras. You're just different." Zeldi smiled as she returned. "If Tilty had gotten control over me like she had originally planned I'd probably have been no different to a feral horse locked up in a stable."

Zeldi directed the two women into the pile of pillows so she could sit down.

"So I get where you are coming from and I have no problem with your past. It's the future I care about." Zeldi made herself comfortable and began to massage one of her boobs with the teat in the top of the jug.

"What does your perfect future look like?" Voras asked a little transfixed by Zeldi's display. The Arachne wasn't into girls but she found herself interested in watching Zeldi milk herself.

"Easy. One big happy family all living on the farm together." Zeldi answered without stopping. "Being the head mare is just the icing on the cake but that is largely because I wanted my own herd."

"And you're okay with non-Centaurs." Voras probed. She wanted to understand exactly what Zeldi was looking for and where she would fit in.

"I am more than happy with non-Centaurs." Zeldi responded as the first drops of milk started to form. "The purpose of a herd in Centaur culture is to provide a safety net that everyone can help each other from. Traditionally that would include the male providing the majority of the household funds with the females helping out here and there but they would mainly focus on making the house a home. This would change if foals were introduced as it becomes all the mares jobs to look after and raise the child."

Zeldi gave herself a squeeze and the dribble turned into a stream.

"And are we expected to do something similar?" Voras questioned as her hands started to weave. She didn't know what she wanted to create only that she needed to keep them moving or she risked letting her anxiety take over.

"Not in the tradition sense." Zeldi offered. "We are both his mates and his job."

Voras didn't miss that Zeldi had included her in that but she tried not to let it show.

"So that being said we will always be part of his income earning but that isn't here nor there." Zeldi continued. "So we can't just drop everything once my child is born and forget about our jobs as livestock."

"That makes sense." Voras nodded along.

"But you're really asking where you fit into it am I right?" Zeldi turned the conversation back to Voras.

"Umm yes. Well sort of. I just want to know how I can be a part of it. Clovek's instance that I follow your traditions is both vexing and refreshing. I hate that I have to work for it but absolutely adore that he is holding strong to his morals." Voras sighed and found her hands had started to make a bra. Her mind returned to Zeldi's chest.

"It just makes it all the more satisfying when you do get him in bed." Zeldi chuckled. "But as for where you fit in that's easy. Right here."

Zeldi pointed towards the half finished bra in Voras's hands.

"Your ability to make clothes is more than enough in Centaur culture for me to offer you a place in his harem and you have shown on multiple occasions that you want him to grow by gaining Dríade and Madu as his Livestock. Not to mention the other Deeds."

Zeldi switched to her other teat. Voras made the observation that she was producing much less than when Clovek milked her himself.

"So. Where am I at in this whole thing?" Voras asked and the sharp nail in the end of one of her fingers snipped a hole in the cup of the bra. Her nerves taking her control.

"Where do you want to be?" Zeldi twisted the question around.

"I want to be like you. Or Tarakona I guess. Someone you turn to if you need help and someone who gets to spend time with him."

"You are already that." Zeldi hummed. "Your silk is needed and you have protected the surrounding land from multiple threats. It is soly the way you treat him that holds you back."

"I know. It's just..." Voras didn't have an answer. Sure she could blame her trauma but the truth of the matter was different. She was hiding from it all. Hiding behind her webs or her silken clothes.

She couldn't even argue that she hadn't been given a chance.

"I just, want what you have. I want the happiness you all share."

"Would you sacrifice your nest for it?"

Zeldi's question caught Voras off guard. "Sacrifice my nest?"

Zeldi gave a soft smile. "Yes." The Centaurs eyes found Voras's. "Would you give up your nest if it ment being with him?"

"I don't understand." Voras tried to find an answer that was eluding her.

"Let me try a different approach." Zeldi said tapping her chin. "Would you like to sleep with Clovek. Outside. Of your nest? Would you be able to show yourself off outside of the safety net?"

"I... Yes. I think so." Voras stumbled through her words. "But why? That seems like it would be..."

"Difficult? Strange?" Zeldi answered for her. "I trust him with my life Voras and I want to see if you can as well. If that means I must extend an offering then so be it. I want you as one of my sister mates and I don't mind admitting that. You are strong, smart and deadly when you need to be."

"But how will this help? It's not like I deserve it." Voras argued then stopped herself. This was what she wanted right?

"I disagree. I'm not going to pimp Clovek out even if he would like it but you more than deserve it. My biggest hope is that it brings out more in you, you might feel safer with him afterwards even without your nest. Or you will feel like you achieved what you wanted and grow uninterested."

"Never!" Voras surprised herself with her own admission.

"Then would you be interested?"

"More than anything." Voras answered. "Just if it's not in my nest then where?"

Zeldi pointed to all the pillows around her. "I do want the area to be a reminder to you that you are safe so how about here."

Voras could feel her cheeks growing hot. To sleep with Clovek in a place that was so open, so vulnerable. She doubted any other Arachne would ever agree to it and that sent a slight thrill through her body.

Yes she could do it, she could show not just Clovek but Zeldi as well that she could open up.

"That. That sounds wonderful." The spider woman managed to get out.

Zeldi smiled. "Then how about tonight?"