You trot along, and remember that you are very horny. The change did something to your hormones. You look in the other stalls, desperately seeking a mare. Your sense of smell detects something female, but it's not another horse. You consider that irrelevent because you're so horny. You trot in the direction of the smell, and you find a tiny little mouse.
"Hi Mr. Horse!" the little mouse said. "I want a spooge shower!"
The mouse was very tiny, but you didn't care. You decide to...