As Phil stood in his stall the sensuality of his strong beastly body temped him to forget all human thoughts and let instinct be his guide. Standing his solitude alone in the stable he could only sniff the air for the wafting odors of mares to give him company.
He wanted to be near to somebody, human, or animal but he felt so very lonely standing tied in his stall. Unable to move right, left, forward, or back he just stood there. The animal delights of his naked body were held in place and the inner desire to flee and run for all he was worth began to build. This irritation of desires built till he lost any human thoughts and began to stomp, kick, and whinnie as loud as he could.
The comotion he caused sent one of the Officers into the stable to see if a snake had worked it's way in again. The sight of the medium sized draft animal in it's stirred up state made the man stand and wonder what might be done?
Shaking his head Phil looked violently at the man. Eyes strained as nostrils flared, Phil's humanity was quickly fleeing and the lusting mind of the beast was taking him over. A sudden snap of his lead ropes holding him in the stall alowed the big stallion to whirl about for a dash out of the stable and into wild freedom.
The quick thinking Officer waved his hands above his head and yelled at the big horse. Phil looked at first in anger at his situation and then in fear of the man. A sudden dash out the stable side door put Phil as a semifree stallion in the pasture with some horny mares, perfect!