Carl smiled. "Uh, are your friends also.. uh, horsey?"
She reached out and rubbed his chin. "Why? You looking to join a herd? Be a handsome stallion? Or meet one?"
He flushed. "Well, something like that."
Rose slipped her thick fingers around his and tugged him towards the door. "Then you will love meeting my freinds. We're all horsey, some more than others."
He stumbled after her, feeling emberrased but also very curious. They didn't have far to go - Rose pulled him into a large stable just a block away. "We have someone who's interested in joining the herd!"
Immediately, several stalls opened and out walke3d the strangest collection of creaturesd Carl had ever seen. The smallest was what looked to be a 9 or 10 year-old boy with the head and tail of a colt, and the largest was some sort of black draft horse stallion. In between were a girl much like Rose, but part donkey instead of horse; a jackass with the face of a human teenager instead of a muzzle, a female centaur, a male that looked like a satyr with horse instead of goat, a humanoid horse, and a girl about 18 with horse's ears and a tail. There was also an Arabian mare, and a shaggy, large mule.
Rose grinned. "This is Carl. Sounds like he is open to most anything."
They all smiled and waved to Carl, and those that could talk said 'Welcome."
Rose started to undress Carl, quickly removing his shirt and pants. "Choose whoever you want. We are all happy to help you get horsey. And we make sure you have fun. Anything you want to do with any of us is fine. And when you get done, you'll be a perfect sexual partner for the one you choose."
When she had stripped him naked, she took off her own clothes and stepped back. "Take your pick."
Carl grinned, looking around the stable. Then he said "I choose..."