Two girls and two stallions : Lelannie Darkmane & Daisuke Maxwell VS Tawncal & Yeldo

Lelannie was dragged away from her corner again and this really made her mad. "Oh when I'm done with you!" She growled. When she got to the corner, she turned so her back was facing Yeldo and she raised her tail up high. On the seat of her pants, she had a special notch there. Subtle but there. "Come get it!"

Yeldo wasn't expecting her to obey, but he won't complain ! Too happy, the male Centaur fidgets his tail, and slowly unzips Lelannie's suit. He can't wait to see her private parts and to tease it.

She slid out of her suit and re arched her tail. "I hope you don't mind a little... perfume~" She taunted right as she sprayed her foul musk right at his face. "Take that!"

A perfume ? Damn ! Yeldo fell for her trap. She's a mare, and her pheromones are so... good... effective...
Yeldo grunts, rubs his nostrils, paws the ground nervously. His cock begins popping out of its sheath. Tawncal tries to make him catch his mind :
« Hey, Yeldo, stop that, come here for a tag ! »
But Yeldo bends over, attracted by the smell. He replies, not even realizing the effect of the pheromones :
« What are you expecting, little mare ? »

Lela then slid right under him and gave his cock a grip with her hands. "Hehe. You like the smell of skunk? You nasty perv~" She began to rub his member.

His mind is slowed down and Yeldo lets her slide under him. He shivers when she grips his cock, and lets out a grunt when she rubs it. He paws the ground again whilst his equine member grows longer.
« Yeldo, come here ! Tag ! », yells out Tawncal.
Yeldo doesn't understand what just happened.
« Hey... Do I have a hard-on ? But... hmmmph... what the hell... What happened ? »
The male Centaur is quite disoriented... and horny now.

"I would start to suck you off, but..." She jerked him faster. "You stink so bad~" Her taunts got worse by the minute. She honestly wasn't feeling like blowing him tonight.

She gets him with a full erection now. Yeldo shakes his head, moaning. He looks at his brother, finally hearing his words. He paws the ground again, clenches his fists, and tries to make a move, hopping on the side to dislodge Lelannie from under him. At least the mare isn't jerking him off the most effective way.

Probably not the best plan of action for him, considering she had a grip on the stallion's shaft, but, being nice, she let go and stood up. She gave the air a few sniffs. "Ew you are gunna smell bad for a month!~" Came the taunt. She was a bit surprised at the fact he could still see.

For the male Centaur's nostrils, Lelannie is a mare above being a skunk. She's not really a skunk anyway. Yeldo staggers toward his team corner and makes the tag with Tawncal.
« And cool down, now, brother. »
Tawncal hops into the ring and charges at Lelannie to save his brother's pride.