He tests your will

As you stare down the half-human traveler, your gaze begins to wander down toward the bottom of his robe. Before you know what's happening, you take one step and then another, until you're standing so close that you can feel his breath upon your hair.

"Oh dear me," Kalenon says, feigning a look of surprise. "What are you doing?"

"Just taking a look," you reply, reaching up and grasping at his robe. It makes sense, it really does... You've never seen anything like him, so of course you're curious...

Kalenon leans down until his lips nearly touch your ear. "Of course, my dear. Simply curious," he whispers as you pull on the robe, letting it slide off of his body. Taking a step back, you look him over, and your eyes widen; his horse characteristics extend to just above his waist, including his member. The soft flesh mottled with pink and brown, it hangs between his legs obscenely, a foot long and as wide as your arm.

The only thing more ridiculous than this beast's shaft is the fact that nobody is pleasuring it. It seems absurd to you that it just hangs there flaccid, untouched, unwanted... You drop to your knees, intent on making things right.

Kalenon murmurs his approval as you take his cock in both hands, pulling it gently towards you. It begins to harden, lifting toward your face as it grows longer still. You can feel the heat coming off of him, warming your lips as they part, ever so slowly...

Wait... This isn't... Why is it wrong that his cock is soft? Does that make sense..? Maybe you shouldn't be doing this...