Brian was oblivious to the horse hide creeping slowly up her slender torso. She was feeling content, even though at the back of her mind an alarm was sounding. Still...the oats were very good, and the man did tell her to stay in the stall.
Just then, Brian heard a crash. Here ears, now mostly that of a horse, perked up and twisted towards the location. It was a stableboy...a pretty handsome one at that. He had tripped and knocked over some of the stable gear. Looking around to see if anyone saw his clumsyness, he noticed Brian Brian was still mostly a beautiful centauress, munching on her oats.
Smirking, the stableboy stood up. "Ah, how are you doing? Bet you're having a worse day than even me."
Brian gave him a puzzled look.
"Ha! You haven't figured it out yet, have you? No...you're much to pretty to have had to use your mind." The stableboy moved closer, dusting off his clothes. "It actually is quite a shame. For a centuaress, you're kind of cute." He moved into the stall, stroking Brian's face.
Brian was taken aback. What was he talking about? Why the heck was he letting this stableboy touch him? Was it wrong that it was getting him a little turned on?