Dozens of people ringed the plaza, soldiers in mail-and-chain armour keeping them at bay, as five figures stood on a platform erected in the center of the plaza. Two of the five were also soldiers, each holding on to a third figure, a female rat, while the fourth announced the event. The fifth figure was a true stallion, one of the largest of the four-legged variety.

"This woman, a murderess who has slain over fifty men, has been sentenced to die by the Emperor himself! He has declared that her death shall come in the throes of passion, much like she did her victims. But unlike them, a stallion personally selected by the Emperor shall pleasure her. Soldiers, prepare the convict."

The soldiers grinned, one keeping a solid grip on the rat while the other readied a harness designed for this procedure. She was stripped completely, then forced into the contraption, whereupon steel manacles and leather straps were engaged. Once the soldiers stepped back, she was secured so well that none of her struggling could enable even the slightest movement.

Even her tail was restrained, a fact which was capitalized on as her rump received an anointing that was a combination of mare pheromones and topical aphrodisiac. It didn't take long for the aphrodisiac to take effect, and from the audience came a torrent of catcalls, lurid comments about her artificially-induced heat, and other verbal abuse as the stallion, trained for this exact purpose, was released.

It didn't take long for the stallion to investigate the 'mare' provided for his use, and the lust-addled rat moaned and begged for his cock. The horse's meat dropped fully; its massive size, fully 30 inches long and nearly six inches around, sparked further comments from the audience, many of whom doubting that the horse would be able to even fit in the rat. Such doubts were quickly erased when, seconds later, the stallion reared, his forehoofs landing on either side of the convict. His shaft stiffened as it prodded for its natural socket.

The rat's lustful moans were replaced with shrill screams as the equine cock drove home, her rectum effectively destroyed in that single thrust. The stallion, trained to ignore his victims' screams, continued to thrust into the rat even as her body ripped and tore beneath him. The horse managed to drive a full foot of his massive shaft into her, in that first thrust, before he could penetrate no further, which did not dissuade him from trying. As he withdrew, the rat's blood both oozed from her rump and coated his mighty rod.

Another thrust was driven home, the rat's screaming starting to crack by now, and the shaft managed to sink in a few more inches. A third thrust, and by now more than half of the horse's cock had been crammed into the too-small cavity. Bits of gore and other matter joined the blood on his shaft as he withdrew to thrust in once more.

With the fourth thrust, which sank the stallion's maleness about two-thirds of the way in, the rat's screams became intermixed with hyperventilation. The fifth and final thrust, which put a solid two feet of phallic horseflesh into her, cut off the rat's screaming completely even as equine seed erupted into the now-dying rat. The force of the stallion's ejaculation put further strain on the rat's cardiovascular system, impacting on her heart with bruising force.

By the time the stallion dismounted, the rat was completely still. Semen and blood oozed from her greatly-enlarged rear entrance, and dripped from the stallion's member. Before it could withdraw completely, the soldier threw buckets of water over it to rinse it of the day's carnal activity. As the crowd dispersed, the corpse was removed from the restraining scaffold and thrown unceremoniously into a cart, to be buried in the potter's field.