A team of racing ponygirls

“I am hauling a team of ponygirl racers that were sent to the glue factory,” you reply to Clover who jerked her head in surprise.

“A full team!?” She asked in surprise. “One or two ponies I can believe, there's always someone too cheap to fix a broken leg, but a full team?”

“Yup, all from the same ranch too.” You lean in to talk conspiratorially. “Word is that the Blazing Hoof Ranch was inherited by the old owner’s grandkid.”

“Weren’t they the ones who won five championships in a row a few years back.”

“Yeah, how’d you know?”

Clover looked around and whispered back. “I looked up where my Sam and Alex ended up and Alex went to the old owner of Blazing Hoof.” Quietly storing that piece of information for later, you continue.

“Anyways, the grandkid supposedly got in a fight with the owner of one of the top teams and bet the ranch for some reason. The guy was new to ponygirl racing and tried to train a bunch of non-meta characters into star ponygirls.”

“And the lame-o lost hard,” Clover shook her head.

“They lost everything and was PISSED! They practically threw them in the back of my truck when I showed up, they were sending them to the glue factory to try to get some of their money back.”

“Any interesting characters in the batch, at least?” Clover asked curiously. “Any cuties that would like to party with a blond bombshell?” You pull open the window separating you from the back and show Clover the contents.

“We have a surprisingly young and petite Wonder Woman, a Gogo Tomago, an X-23, …” You list off the characters in the van who were staring back at him, some scared and nervous and others hateful and defiant. All of them were wearing harnesses and bit gags that had reminded people of their outfits from their home universe. The petite Wonder Woman had a silver and red harness, a leotard that had strategically see through in all the right places and a silver tiara on her forehead. Gogo had a similar outfit except she had a yellow and black thong that exposed the Blazing Hoof brand on her left butt cheek and her impressive legs. She also had a midriff baring yellow top that was reminiscent of her hero outfit.

“How did a Wonder Woman lose? They are some of the best ponygirls, especially in the cute little outfits they wear during the beauty presentations!”

“I didn’t stick around for too long but I heard the kid only started training maybe a month ago and this Wonder Woman was too new and couldn’t build up the right muscles in time. Not enough money for all the ponygirl mods.” You shrugged before noticing a truck pulling up behind yours. “Looks like there's a line forming. We’ll ‘talk’ later.” Clover nodded and pressed a button to open the gate.

“Visit my dorm anytime,” She called out, blowing a kiss as you drove past the gate and into a loading gate.

Workers came out and helped move the ponygirls into the holding cages, a few needing shocks from cattle prods and tasers after trying to headbutt and fight the workers. A fellow employee called Henry Davis walked up to you and gazed at the haul and whistled.

“Nice haul man,” he stated as he spanked one of the characters on their ass as they passed by and laughed at the cute squeak they made. “Thinking of taking any of them home before they are processed.” Processed being code word for sending them to their home universe.

“Well, I was thinking…”