Your a young yoshi, just having reached adult hood you are conscripted into serving as the new mount for a fat italian plumbler. You struggle and squirm as you sadled, the straps tied painfully tight around your belly and the bridle and tack put in your lips no manner how hard you resist. The red clad "owner" smells sweaty and unclenaed.. and FAT, if you could talk right you'd tell him to cut out the pasta. He sits on you and rides you for hours and hours.. and then puts you up in a leaky stable for the night, with nothing but a few oats to eat... after two months of this your getting bitter. the sadlestraps have chafed your body and your in a particularly iratable mood when he gets dismounted it's time for revenge
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