Alarmed by her predicament she trotted over to the stable door, eager to find somewhere more private. However, even though the simple wooden gate on the stable door only came upped her belly button and she had thought nothing about it when she came in, Sharon now noticed the small latch that had clicked into place behind her. Something that she would not even think about in her human body was now an impenetrable obstacle.
Considering her options she hatched a plan. Moving a couple of bales of hay with her foot she shifted them with ease managing to make a crude wall. Kneeling with her taur-belly on the stable floor so that the hay would hide it she waited a moment. If she could summon a stable-hand they would only see a nude woman bereft of arms and might answer her calls for help. Forgetting the bit, which still tugged at her jaw momentarily, she was quickly reminded as she turned her head to look around and gave a small yelp of surprise as it pulled her head the other way. She grew more cautious and silent as a pair of footsteps approached probably hearing her small yelp of surprise.
The figure looked into the stable and...
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