Making sure to keep your human thoughts at the forefront, you keep away from the two big males while your owner plays. Its not easy, and it takes a few choice kicks with your hindquarters, but they get the message.
After he's ready, your owner takes you back to the barn and puts you up for the night, giving you time to think about the day a bit more. It was definitly the right choice, you don't have a clue what might get you stuck here, and being pregnant seems a likely one, but part of you really wanted to try it out. The instincts weren't strong, but they were there.
As the moon rises, you really begin to think about things. This life really isn't that bad. You're a strong, healthy animal with a lot of years of life. The work is hard, but nothing this body can't handle. And all of the stresses of life are nothing but a memory here.
With the drift in your thoughts, the feelings of the mare begin to flow forward, and thoughts of having foals and that joy begin to fill your mind. The thoughts are so pleasent, you don't even try to shake them off.
When you were led into the stall in the evening, you were sure you wanted to be human again. As the morning approaches, you begin to wonder if being a mare the rest of your life might have some appeal.