It's a nice summer day. Midday, to be precise. The weather is nice, a bit hot even. Taking a deep gulp from your water bottle before shoving it back into the truck, you make your way onto the stablegrounds.

These stables are kind of special. They house normal horses, about twenty of them. But theres also Tessa. She is special, as she is a centaur. She has a lovely upper body with firm but modest in size breasts. Long, golden hair flowing down her back, matching the fur on her lower body.

Her curvy lines leading up to her cute face capture your gaze skillfully. It, meaning your gaze then shifts lower, to her lower more equine