Sasha looked at Derrick thoughtfully, then said "If you are to be my foal, I would very much like to have you about 1 year old. And I have picked out the name Aeloro. It is a strong centaur name, that of one of our great warriors. And lovers." She grins. "It is said he could mount a dozen females in a day."
Derrick flushed, excited by the thought a moment, then realized it wouldn't matter what he might grow up into. He was only here for a week. He looked up at Hebe and said "That's OK with me. It will sure be a real bunch of magic!"
Hebe chuckled and nodded. "That it will be. Sasha, come here and embrace your little one."
The centauress approached slowly, her smile warm and her arms outstretched. She enveloped Derrick in a hug and whispered "You will be a great stallion, my little Aeloro."
Hebe placed a hand on Derrick's forehead and another on Sasha's human belly. Derrick felt warmth spread out, and the centauress' earthy, warm scent took on a much stronger importance in his head. Mother. Safety. Food. Love. He was confused by a sudden onslaught of instincts and thoughts, and hugged his mother tighter until the strange sensations passed. No, not his mother. But... Derrick found he had dual identities in his head - his human past, but also that of a very young centaur colt! He was amazed at the detail. Being Aeloro was complete, almost from the moment of his birth. Stumbling first steps, learning to walk, then run. Nursing from his mother's teats. That last made him blush, for the memory there was fresh. Derrick looked at his reflection. He looked to be maybe 4 years old, but that was an effect of centaurs maturing faster. In truth, he was only 1 year old, still an infant in centaur terms. He was also blonde-haired and blue eyed like his new mother, and his face was total different. It was elongated and broad, like those of other centaurs. Aeloro giggled at the reflection and used a forehoof to splash the water.
Sasha hefted him up off the table and lowered him carefully to the floor. She was so big! Aeloro pressed against her, and she took his hand and nodded tot he human lady. Sticking a thumb in his mouth, Aeloro followed his mother out and into the Spa's lobby. All of the strange humans made him nervous, until his human memories reminded him that he was human, or had been. It was so easy to just relax and be the curious little centaur colt. Derrick thought about fighting the colt's mindset, but then decided he'd have to accept it if he wanted to really enjoy this next week. His thumb slid into his mouth as his mother led him out towards the centaur valley, and he heard many of the humans saying what an adorable centaur colt he was. That was nice, and he waved to some of them.
Hebe watched the mother and foal vanish into the tunnels that led to the lush valleys surrounding the spa. The colt was already sucking his thumb and had the bright, curious eyes of a toddler. By the end of the day, the human teenager would be so caught up in being a centaur colt that he will never want to leave. And by tomorrow, Aeloro will be a happy, healthy centaur colt with no memory of ever being anything else.