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Michael wasn't dumb, as a boy, he was familiar with the birds and the bees. However, nothing had prepared him for this. To be stuck as dumb animal. Surely this was meant to be Rex's body, his part of the holiday.
Again Michael tried to speak, but again only a whinny emerged.
The stable girl approached and rubbed her nose, before filling her trough. Michael popped her head over the stall door, and confirmed how completely she was trapped. The stall only had a simple bolt holding it in place, but without hands she might as well be trapped in a dungeon.
She looked around, desperate to spot a rescuer. Surely the rest of the family had noticed he was missing and would come looking for him.
He sighed deeply, his equine lungs filling with the aroma of the stables.
It was a mixed blessing, as the smell wasn't entirely pleasant. But one scent stuck out more than the others, and it wasn't the stale urine. She could smell a stallion and nearby too.
Her body started to react, and Michael found that soon he too was emitting a particular scent. A rather pungent scent announcing her presence as a mare... a mare ready for breeding. She rubbed her ass against the back wall, in the hopes of hiding her scent. But that just intensified it. It also made her more aware of her needs and desires.
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