Human Carousel
Me and my friends, Ms. Trigga and Mistress Lexi, climb onto our three pathetic slaves' backs, kicking off like it's the fair. They crawl in a perfect circle under our weight - neighing like dumb ponies, doing little tricks to impress. They keep trotting while we laugh and judge: "Faster, pony number two! Neigh louder, pony number 1"
Who's the best ride? We bounce, steer by hair-reins, and compete to see which slave lasts longest without collapsing. These human ponies whinny and prance for Goddess approval, but only one wins the carrot - or our boot.
Carousel's spinning. Want a turn as our worst pony?
Step right up to the Human Carousel! Me and my friends, Ms. Trigga and Mistress Lexi, climb onto our three pathetic slaves' backs, kicking off like it's the fair. They crawl in a perfect circle under our weight - neighing like dumb ponies, doing little tricks to impress. They keep trotting while...
Me and my friends, Ms. Trigga and Mistress Lexi, climb onto our three pathetic slaves' backs, kicking off like it's the fair. They crawl in a perfect circle under our weight - neighing like dumb ponies, doing little tricks to impress. They keep trotting while we laugh and judge: "Faster, pony number two! Neigh louder, pony number 1"
Who's the best ride? We bounce, steer by hair-reins, and compete to see which slave lasts longest without collapsing. These human ponies whinny and prance for Goddess approval, but only one wins the carrot - or our boot.
Carousel's spinning. Want a turn as our worst pony?
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