You notice that a stall is open and you walk toward it, you don't remember when you walked by minutes ago an open stall in the stable, so the experience is baffling. A quick thought of calling the attendant is discarded because you only have to close the door of the cubicle after all...
You finally arrive outside the stall and your breath hitch as you admire a beautiful roan mare; as your ears start to itch you don't notice them becoming more pointed as your gaze wander the stunning horse, the smell of the mare hit your nostrils and you recognize that the filly before you is likely in heat.
Your pants tents and your manhood grow stiff as the mare turn around and lift her tail presenting to you her puffy lips that winks at you showing her vagina in all her glory; some juices start to dribble down her legs...
Your pants and shirt are the first clothes you discar as you are getting closer and closer, followed by your shoes, the socks and your boxer. Briefly you hear something behind you shift as your new tail finish to settle and your feet start to itch very badly, but the beautiful filly is more important than some secondary details!
You hear distantly the mare near the entrance whinny again but you are too distracted to care; you continue to approach the willing mare and you take an extra sniff of the air, savoring the thick pheromones that clings to the entire cubicle, and you sense that your hearing is much better than before as you can hear the second mare whinny and kick the wall even if she is very far. But you don't care, because the mare before you is willing to entertain a strong and virile stallion, just like you...