Faster and faster and faster!

"Almost done," said Trapp, merrily, over his shoulder, as he rooted around in the ride's guts. His three-piece suit was covered in grease, and there was a streak of oil on his face, but he didn't seem to mind. "Just a couple more minutes."

"Get us down NOW!"

"Easier said than done, girls," said Trapp, and proceeded to dive back into the machinery. The largest crowd was assembled around poor bottomless Bonnie, whose semi-naked state was attracting attention from all across the carnival, but each of the dangling pantiless girls had their own dedicated fan club of upskirt peepers to contend with. He fiddled aimlessly with the wires for a while, putting them through a long dangle while he contemplated his next move, before finally setting his hand on a rusty switch. Blue sparks flew when he pulled it.

"That''ll do it," he said, stepping back, and then stepping back a lot further. "Oh, whoops! No it won't!"

The boys watched from below, fascinated by the blur of colours as the carousel spun into motion, counter-clockwise this time, the girls soaring into the air once more. Susie felt the wind whistle against her skin, the lights of the carnival once more running and melting together into a blend of shifting lights and brilliant shapes, the electric, exhilarating sensation of pure cosmic speed running through her whole system. She felt as if she was flying not just through space but through dimensions, orbiting among the stars themselves, defying the very forces of nature. It felt good. So good, in fact, that...

"Ohh... ohh... ohh my goddd..."

More objects were objected from the wheel. Quite a lot of them, actually.

Was it possible to have an orgasm from speed alone? Susie didn't know, but as the carousel began to slow down again, she knew that something very pleasant-feeling had just occurred. And from the panting faces of the women next to her, she knew they'd felt the same. What had just happened? Had they really spun so fast that they'd entered another reality? They were still strapped safely to their harnesses, but somehow she didn't feel secure. If the laws of physics themselves had broken...

Susie looked down as the carousel clanked to a stop.

She still couldn't move, any more than before. The harness hadn't budged. Which made what had happened impossible.

Yet, somehow, it had happened.

The black rubber straps crossed between Susie's small breasts, held her pale shoulders, encircled her narrow waist, fixed her arms firmly in place above her head. It was now the only thing she was wearing. The centrifugal forces of the carousel had stripped off all the rest of her clothes.

She was stark naked.

The carousel began to revolve, this time at less than walking pace, just slow enough that any of the dozens of people standing around underneath it could remain in one place and get a long, leisurely look at any of the dangling, outward-facing girls. The chains even lowered them a few feet, just to improve the view. Susie, feeling the hot blood rush to her face, too mortified to utter a sound, looked out at the sea of smiling faces.

"Oh, well," said Trapp. "Guess I can't fix it. Might as well enjoy the show."