Her pussy was different from a normal human's, much like how Emily's was a little strange, so Raven didn't want to rush and hurt her. No matter how durable and strong monster girls were, they were still girls and should be treated well.
Still, the lust from entering this pseudo-manticore form caused his cock to throb from her aroused scent, his veins bulging under his foreskin as he slotted his tip against her ass, holding her tail out of the way—her pussy was already soaking wet, as a sticky sound echoed the moment his tip began to slide apart her centaur petals, larger than a human pussy, but cute as the small opening became visible as he pushed his hips forward.
"Oh....god...Nnnngh R....ave!!?" Dianne groaned, her hands grasping the bar tight, as his cock buried itself into her opening; barely glans, but her soft, fleshy tunnel was now stretched to its limits from his manticore form's extreme girth.