Circe's handmaidens led Quentin to the pasture. Already there was the beautiful brown mare that had been Monica, who was chewing at the grass. As the handmaidens brought Quentin closer. Monica paused to turn in his direction. A strong scent caught her attention and she turned towards it by reflex. Likewise, as Quentin approached her took keen notice of the beautiful mare. He looked at her like he had never looked at a horse before. Her scent too started to fill his nostrils and pique his attention.
"We'll leave you to be" said one of Circe's handmaidens, before they walked off smiling in the knowledge of what would happen next. Quentin and Monica looked each other over and felt stirrings they had never felt before. They nuzzled their heads together before Quentin walked around the back of Monica. The human inside each of them knew this was wrong, especially since he was engaged and she was married. But the protest from the human side was far outweighed by the animal urges within them.
Monica raised her tail in the air, inviting the handsome stallion to couple with her. Quentin rose up on his back legs and found his way on back of the mare, his penis engorged to sizes he could only dream of as a man. With one thrust he found his target and began thrusting lustily into the mare as his front legs braced his equine body on top of the mare. Monica had never felt this type of exhilaration. Soon both of them forgot their human partners and thought nothing of anything other than the other beast. In a short time Quentin exploded inside Monica as she shook with excitement. Slowly he dismounted and the two began nuzzling each other again. Monica began to wonder if she had become pregnant and what it would be like to be pregnant and give birth. Circe watched from a distance and smiled.