Jack and with Carlos a step behind begin to work their way from the encampment. They are near the outer rim of the tents when the wafting breeze tantalizes Carlos first with the musky scent of a mare in heat.
Without a word otherwise, he spins around and quickly heads toward the wafting lovely scent.
Jack follows suit, he smelling the breeze and as they both walk side by side each is fact becoming aroused and erect.
Stopping at the rear flap of a tent which both know houses a mare in dire need, both wink and then make their way inside.
Naked as two equine jaybirds the two let their maleness sway with every joyous step. The wafting scent is doing more than making each of them have an erection, it is of its own properties infecting them and causing their humanity to fade into equine conformation.
Carlos being the boldest of the two there walks to the jumpy mare, petting her with his muzzle, and running from her shoulders directly to smelling about her rump.
Sniffing and snorting, drinking in the rich brutal scent of the mare, Carlos is as he stands there changing more to be of himself as a stud.
Jack can see how Carlos is changing and tries to break him away from sniffing the mare and her rounded pretty rump.