You decided the most logical step was to check out the stables. You figured that, you being a horse, it'd be very simple for you to get familiar with the horses in the farm. After all, you'd likely be living with them for a while. So, you began progressing to the stables. You walked in, and were greeted with a fairly familiar sight, at least upon first look. The stables looked just like your old place, with several stalls around the place intent for horses. You also saw several leather harnesses around the stables, which was weird. They sort of looked like they were intent on covering the whole of a person. It also stunk a little. It kind of reminded you of how smelly it was at your old place, but considering you got used to it over there, you felt like you'd get used to it here.
Then, you heard a yawn come from one of the stalls. You looked towards it, and saw a horse rise from it. She bore a sylphlike face, and had droopy eyes, still trying to fight off Mr. Sandman.
"Yaaaaawn... Oh, I haven't seen you here before..." the horse said. By their tone, you figured they were female, an assumption that was made clear when she brought herself up higher, bringing her breasts up over the stall and in front of you. She was as naked as any other mare you met, and slightly taller than the tallest mare you remembered. And yet she seemed fairly sleepy. "You must be, yaaaaawn, the new guy, right?" At that, you nodded, trying to keep your eyes away from her ample chest. Sure, the horses you met were always naked, but they usually found some way to cover up around you. She grinned. "Well, nice to make your acquaintance... We apologize, but it's a bit of a tight fit around here..."
"Indeed it is," you heard a more masculine voice say. You turned towards it, spying the stall next to the sleepy mare. He definitely looked like a stallion, and a mighty one at that. You could see mighty muscles forming his abs, pecs, and his humongous biceps. He looked like a powerful horse, more powerful than many of the horses you knew at the old place. "Unfortunately, we don't have a free stall here. There are more deeper in, but they each have a horse associated with them. If you wish, you can bunk with one of us." At that, you realized the size difference. Your ears would barely poke over the edge of the stall, and they appeared more than chest high over them, at least. If what they said was true...
You never had to bunk with anyone you knew. A good thing too. That usually meant you wouldn't have to be too close to your naked comrades. But if you had to be close to any of these guys... You shook your head, and realized you had to make a choice. Where would you sleep?
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