"Yes, number three, you are not as large as is my number One stallion playmate. The only way I can tell who is whom is that your eye colors are different. You have blue eyes, as does number one has gold colored eyes, and number two has brown eyes, true horse eyes as I suspect he was born a colt and later transfigured to resemble what you three are now; my pets!
Each of my pets owns a handsome male member, one is black with pink, two is all black, and I was informed that your's is black but shows signs of sometime ago it was as circumcised, but is now blunt!
I am the King's daughter, a spoiled brat with and overly active sexual desire to feel filled; therefore my playmates are stallions!
Let me touch your sheath, ah-huh, it is very soft, not at all weathered to feeling tough. You were recently sent here as just arrived I was told. The way you act is as if you wanted to come here and become for me a sex pet. My, but your heart is pumping very hard, I feel an enthused stallion, a horny stud. Well then, shall we give your all black member its first mating with a Princess?"
AdobeFats was by then sporting a stoutly hard erection. He felt quite aroused from the Princess touching, feeling at his sheath and the blunt end to his cock. The other two anthropic-stallions stood up, as walked away from the couch, as did the Princess take a seat, she waiting for her new stallion to do his tricks.
Why AdobeFats then turned and quite quickly he dashed out the bed chamber, his hoofs slipping on the palace marble floor as he tried to make his escape. Something snapped in his mentality, even after he had accepted his physical transformation to an anthropic-stallion, he felt out of place being partially an animal.
AdobeFats charged past many stunned guards, some who had never before laid their eyes on such as was an anthropic-stallion. Running, breathing deeply, his large heart beating very fast, poor AdobeFats the stallion he wanted to be made it to the palace main gates, what he discovered were kept locked shut.