As madame Illusia promised, the tent in question was set up without to many problems, Paul, even helped haul some of the support beams, however as tidious as it may sound it was finished for that night's show.
The show began with madame Illusia presenting the new cart designed for horses to the audience. Much to their delight madame Illusia brought Paul to the podium loudly copping on the wood planks below him. She also brought a young brood mare on the podium and positioned the 2 horses parallel to each other.
When Paul saw this he started to instinctively move towards the mare however madame Illusia said:
Come on, go back, you'll get your chance soon enough.
Paul obliged lowering his ears.
Now, seeing as its the grand opening of this cart I will personally oversee its first night. The rules of this are simple, you have 2 choices:Being interested in the mare. This implies being turned into a stallion to satisfy the mare, however you will be subjected to having to pull my carts or to breed my mares or to even be sold. Make no mistake this undertaking is final for whoever steps up. Take Paul for example, he wanted me to turn him into a horse and then instead of coming back to me to turn him back he decided to have horseshoes nailed to his hooves securing this as his final form. Make no mistake this boy chose to have hooves for the rest of his life and so will you if you come up.
Now, for your second choice, you can be interested in the stallion, ahem said madame Illusia while looking at Paul.
He got the message and lifted himself a bit off the ground while clacking on the floor boards with his hooves like a frisky animal, after a while he eventually stopped.
As I was saying you can be interested in the stallion and become his mare if you so wish. This is also final. If you're a male and you chose this you will never have the chance of being on top again, forever assigning you as being the one with your legs open.