Bowing to Circe your first thought is to try what she has so graciously granted. Indeed you find this half human and part horse body to be one of thrilling possibilities.
"Queenie!" one mumbles as the scent of the mare now tantilizes your nose. Her scent tells the changed mind of her physical need and with it one becomes painfully erect.
Circe stand to one side and squints her eyes as what she expected to be a curse is now in reality a blessing.
Kicking over to just behind Queenie's rear you place a wash tub upside down. A perfect platform to do as your own bodily desires now suggest.
Massaging the mare's rear you find her very alluring. Her shivering body and those looks backward beckoning a quick and wonderous relaxing of her sexual needs. All this and more now brings you to press into her black liped vulva. The pink skin beyond engulfs your rod as it sinks deeper and deeper inch by glorious inch.
One's moaning of delighted pleasure sends Circe away in utter disgust. The mare is the winner here as her quest for sexual pleasures is now satisfied. She has at her beckoning call one willing, able, and with the soft pleasuring manners of a man.