Leon felt happy while led to the coral that held the exercise carousel. Jeanine did the honor of leading the stunning new pony across the green grassy paddock to the groomed sandy corral what held a carousel made for horses to walk of trot, following along with other horses doing the same.
“Now you remain calm, even if the other four horses already tethered are as eager to meet you, as/or might react feeling jealous,” Jeanine told King Leon as she slid open the bolt on the gate for entering the corral. “Now follow me to the tethering clips; I posted a mare in heat directly in front of you, her scent should arouse and prepare you for meeting later with Morning Glory.”
Leon felt eager, and willingly followed Jeanine to where she grabbed hold the carousel tether ropes, to clipping them on steel rings woven into his head bridle. As Leon stood prancing in place, was eager to begin his physical exercise for when he became to being a pony.
“Listen up King Leon, the mare in front of you is named Victoria Passion, she being a Fell breed pony mare in her second week of full blown estrus. I know you shall revel you two hour exercise period; but don’t waste too much of your semen blown down into the corral sand!”
Victoria whinnied loudly, she being horny for want of a stallion and noticed then the scent of a stud standing to her rear.
Leon was looking around at the other three horses tethered with him to walk along on the carousel.
Victoria Passion was feeling her passionate lust as building, making her want to hold high her tail and flicking of it to wafting airborne her vagina scent.
“What the…,” Leon sniffed, as instincts kicked in and rolling his upper lip into the stallion style flehmen reaction. This flehmen terminology describes the behavior in which a stallion extends its neck, raises its head, and inhales as it rolls its upper lip back, displaying its front teeth. To Leon, his human mind took a rear-seat view of what his equine male body so desired, as both pony and human mentality knew what for him, became a primary passion.
“Neigh…!” Cried then the pony King Leon as his small brain went into an overload mode, arousing his heart to speed up beating, his breathing became rapid, and his cock rose from its sheath to hanging bloated and swaying as he walked.
Leon though being there but not in control of either bodily excretion, he did raise his tail and let plop several road apples. His flaccid but bloated penis let drain his bladder there making a puddle of yellow froth.
Dear aroused Victoria Passion the mare knew how to arouse a willing suitor, she let go her bladder and shot a stream back at King Leon; she adding to his enticed want to mate.
“Neigh…,” King Leon the pony stallion did whinny so load, he scared the other tethered horses to begin their trotting around in the circle shaped corral.
Poor King Leon though tethered he could not get close enough to Victoria Passion to quell her or his lusty desires for mating. Round and around the five varied sexes and sizes of equines did march. Leon knew the predicament as futile, even if his equine instincts prevailed, wanting desperately to reach at the least the muzzle to sniff up close or give a lick to the winking, weeping, black vulva just a short distance from a soft, whiskered pony muzzle.
As meanwhile, Jeanine stood outside the carousel corral fence, she watching, as occasionally stared, was of obvious enjoyment of viewing King Leon and his so excellently formed equine penis, it dangling, swaying, a near perfect fit for even he passion of a woman enticed!