Not Without Some "Angelic" Intervention

You're Natalia Demys, bounty hunter extraordinaire! You refuse to let your story end like this.

The surge of adrenaline, combined with your newfound focus, allows you to overcome the sluggishness of your limbs. Drool begins to dribble from your ring gagged mouth as you focus all your concentration on running. It runs down your chin and neck to mingle with the sweat starting to bead up on your skin and drips free as your breasts jiggle while you run. The air is icy as it whips across your glistening skin.

The sudden burst of speed is not enough for you to regain the lead, but at least you're able to keep up with the Luxvan, despite the ache in your back and the protest of your calves.

"What a race folks!" Desmond calls out excitedly over the speakers. "It's neck and neck as they come into the final stretch of the race!"

He’s right. The finish line is now in sight, a simple strip of red fabric pulled taut across the boundary marking the end, and it's getting closer and closer.

All you need to do to win your freedom back is to cross that line. Of course, all the Luxvan needs to do to condemn you to a permanent spot in Alice’s stable is to cross that line herself.It’s clear that the Luxvan knows it too. To your horror, she’s starting to speed up, invigorated by the fact that the end is literally in sight.

Your body screams in protest as you push yourself forward, but to your dread, the Luxvan stays ahead of you, and no matter how you try, you can't **** any more effort from your exhausted frame. The entirety of your focus turns towards the Luxvan as the determination that you felt mere moments ago turns into bubbling frustration. Tears of anger and despair well up in your eyes. You're Natalia Demys! You had hopes, dreams, and accomplishments. But in mere moments, because of this stupidly fast Luxvan, you're going to be Nat's Bounty, another ponygirl in Alice's stable.

You're so distracted by thoughts of your impending fate that you don't notice a sudden commotion building in the crowd until you hear Desmond's voice. "Look at this folks! A sudden burst of speed from Seraphim in lane 4!"

He's right! You barely have time to notice the increase in Seraphim's hoof steps before she suddenly speeds ahead of you. You almost stop in confusion though as you realize she's not running towards the finish line. She's sprinting at the Luxvan!

With a cry of effort, Seraphim throws herself at the Luxvan with a final burst of speed, her shoulder catching the ponygirl in the knees, sending them both sprawling to the ground in a tangle of sweaty limbs and lush bodies just shy of the finish line.

The crowd cries out in surprise. You're just as baffled as they are, but given how your prospects looked several seconds ago, you're not going to look a gift pony girl in the mouth. Before Seraphim or the Luxvan can disentangle themselves from each other, you sprint across the finish line, crying out around the gag in relief as you break the bright red tape across the end of the race.