“If you want to canoodle, you’re going to have to do it inside a centauress’s stomach,” Conjour-Company-Captain Winters says. “Now move out!”<br/><br/>Outside the tent, the gurglemeisters are already packing up their tents, with the swift and able assistance of a substantial group of white-coated centauresses. They seem strangely uncomfortable with nudity, wearing thin shawls around their necks that dangle to cover their<span style="font-style: italic">very</span>full breasts, and their muscles ripple beneath their freshly-shaved coats.<br/><br/>Most shockingly of all, most of them are wearing saddlebags - until you see one lean down, and help a gurglemeister swing herself up onto her back - and wobble right off again. “I guess you’ll have to hang on,” the centauress says. “Or… you could ride<span style="font-style: italic">inside</span>.”<br/><br/>The gurglemeister blushes furiously, as she’s helped to scramble up again - and this time, she snuggles up tight against the centauress’s back - who gives her a little kiss on the crown of her head, before beginning to  move off…<br/><br/>Cathy’s belongings are already being packed onto a couple of centauresses by a group of her gurglemeister daughters, whilst Lalia already has Xentia’s packed and loaded with typical efficiency. She easily swings herself up onto the back of the centauress she’s loaded, to the horsewoman’s apparent surprise.<br/><br/>A shockingly elegant centauress - for her bulk - approaches Captain Winters. “Your people are ready to move out, Headmare Khulan?”<br/><br/>“Almost,” the horsewoman replies, leaning down as Winters leans<span style="font-style: italic">up</span>... typically you’d expect a grab, a gulp, and a digesting girl… but instead there’s a somewhat passionate kiss, almost embarrasing to witness, and Winters leaps up onto Khulan’s back as if she’d been born to it.<br/><br/>“Everyone ready?” Winters says, not waiting for you. “Let’s go!”<br/><br/>The lead Gurglemeister earth mages soften and smooth the earth, and Winters herself doses it with a fine spray of mist to keep the dust and dirt down. On this ground, the centauresses can keep a quick walk - and the Company begins to move out.