Carnival slaves forever

It was always inevitable. No woman ever truly escapes Trickett and Trapp's Carnival of Shadows.

Some days Bonnie and Susie would be pressed into service as harlequins, **** to perform acrobatic feats in spangly tight-fitting costumes for the amusement of the crowd. This wouldn't have been so bad if the clowns didn't prank them all the time. Itching powder in the panties. Clockwork mice in the dressing room. Sabotaged costumes that fell apart live on stage. No matter how hard they tried, the clowns always got the better of them, and often wound up fucking them live on stage for everyone to see.

Sometimes they were dancers in the Hootchy-Kootchy Show, gyrating in tiny purple bikinis with bells at their wrists and ankles. Sometimes they were nude statues in the Wax Museum, bathing beauties cowering under bubbles, or saddle-riding targets in ball-throwing carnival games. Sometimes they were mud wrestlers, or magician's assistants, or kissing-booth girls. But, no matter what role they played in the vast extravagant carnival, they always eventually wound up losing all their clothes.

Naked. Squealing their little heads off. With thousands of complete strangers all laughing at them.

The carnival travelled across all of space and time. In alien cities on forgotten worlds, and sometimes just in New York, Bonnie and Susie were sent out in public to advertise the carnival by walking stark naked down the busiest streets Trapp could find with their hands on their heads, shouting "Look at me! I'm a naughty girl!". Sometimes they even had to star in live lesbian sex shows, or put on special displays of advanced female masturbation techniques. And once Trapp made every single enslaved Pinkwhistle woman form a nude cunnilingus circle, each one's tongue in the pussy of the next, just to prove he could.

They tested out new nightmares in the Haunted House, made out with sticky cum ghosts, served as waitresses in the Blushing Bunny Club and gave sponge baths to Halfdan, the carnival kraken. And, of course, they were dressed as clown girls and **** to enact an infinite number of humiliating slapstick scenarios, all of which they temporarily believed to be completely real.

Bonnie, Susie, Mayor Peggy and the rest of the Pinkwhistle girls hated every second of it. But, of course, there was nothing they could do. They were adorable nude carnival slaves, blushing and squirming, quivering with humiliation and shame, naked in public for the entire universe to see, until the end of time. And then the universe restarted and they had to do it all over again.

(Oh, and the boys were there, as well, and they got to do whatever they wanted to the girls forever. Which was great! Ben went on to be a powerful cosmic wizard, and Hank became King of the Galaxy, but they always both had time to strip and tease Susie and Bonnie. Just in case you were wondering about that.)