This game was recommended to me by itch.io's unfathomable algorithm, which is odd, because everything I choose to play in itch.io involves nude boobs in one way or another. Then again, Horse Master does refer to a breast, once, as a quickly-dismissed possible metaphor for the fleshy sac that my horse larvae first arrives in. Horse Master was as sexy as watching my great-grandmother heave and then orally disgorge a fully-formed chair-sized spider. I think I... liked it?