Michael looked around for his family, but was soon distracted by how real the whole world felt.
He was in a stable, and he could smell the acidic stink of the horse urine, and stale straw. He spotted a servant girl walking down the central aisle. He was about to call out to her when he was silenced by the delightful way her cleavage shifted as she strutted along. She wore a simple peasant blouse, and beneath a tightly tied corset.
The effect was impressive, his eyes shifted to her rear as she continued past. It was at that point that Michael felt the first of his worries. If she was walking down the central aisle, then where was he.
Glancing around confirmed he was in one of the stalls. It also showed him his size and shape as his equine flank came into view.
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