L'il is a Horseling, and not a small one in any sense. Her physique isn't incredibally strong but it is very bulky, and she is rather attractive.

Her face is soft and pretty, slightly chubby around her cheeks and chin which seem to soften the harder edges of her features.
Her eyes are a deep blazing golden colour, the iris flecked with odd streaks of red and orange arount the outer edge to give a beautiful fiery appearance.
Her lips are always painted a deep glossy red colour, glistening in the ambient light. Often twisted into a happy smile or an amused smirk, her happy nature rarely seeing her lips turned downwards.
Surrounding this picture of pretty leisure are her thick red locks of hair, trands of deep feiry crimson that tickle against her shoulders.

Her figure would stand roughtly six foot in height, and she is anything but lightweight. Heavy wide curves flare out to give her a delightfully chubby and volumptuous appearance.
Most notable at first sight would be that heavy chest of hers, the mounds of breastflesh balooning outwardsand often straining any top she keeps them it, always on the virge of spilling free and revealing those thick pink nipples of hers.
Below, her belly stcks out a little, the chubby bubble-tub wobbling a little with her mirthful giggles and chuckles, and almost always on free display with her various revealing clothing. And dead in the centre of that chubby tummy would be her bellybutton, that small cute pit in her flesh slightly squished with the chubbyness around it.
Her rear would be another delightful asset of hers. Each buttock a large wobbley cheek of flesh that grind and shift together in tight clothing, and often squishing outwards when she parks her rear down on something.
Her wide hips surround those buttocks, sturdy and posessing the most delightfully sqieezable lovehandles.
In front, her groin, would be far from feminine. Packed into her tight clothing would be that thick meaty sheath of equine flesh, a thin layer of red fur covering it. Even limp she'd be a good six inches in length and a fair two inches thick. When it hardens it grows and throbs to a far greater size, the pink fleshy cockhead slipping out from that protective sheath early on in her arousal. A large sack with a pair of swelling testicles ready her thick potent cum, mulling and shifting a little if left to hange free, covered in the same thin fur as her sheath.
Her thighs echo her horselike bloodline. The strong chubby limbs covered from hip to hoof in rich red fur. The hell jointed raised off the ground and her toes are just a single hoof.
Even if she isn't the pretty picture of lovelyness you desire, part of you mind not be able to resist the thought of those strong thighs wrapper around you.