"Dare."
A half-hour drive from the greyhound race tracks, an amusement park ran a train service that brought the visitors from the front gate to the back gate while allowing a view of the attractions along the clockwise track. However, the train went out of repair last month and the tracks are currently abandoned. With knowledge of this, Kyle had devious plans in mind for Jennifer the greyhound taur train with a length nearing the circumference of the race track.
"Remember the decommissioning of the train in the amusement park downtown? Such a pity. For your dare, people cease to see you as a racing greyhound on the tracks waiting to be bet on. Instead, you will function as the train of the amusement park, carrying the passengers from one gate to the other while viewing the attractions along the way, and everyone will perceive you as one. You remain in your current form, including speech capacity and hand dexterity, but each of your lower torsos will become strong enough to support a 200 pound person, riding on one single torso between two pairs of legs as if on a horse, and no one would have be allergic to you.
Given that you are already triple the length of the platform, the previous transform curse ceases to function and you forget about the curse entirely, believing yourself to have been a greyhound taur train serving the amusement parks visitors all along.
So long as you stay on the tracks, you no longer age, fatigue, or need to eat, drink or sleep. Your service halts during rain, and after it stops your fur dries immediately and service resumes. All injuries are healed within an hours meaning you are functionally immortal and there is no escape.
The tracks will become grassy patches for the comfort of your paws, and barriers will be set to avoid your hind torsos going off track. While any passengers are riding on you, you cannot throw them off and they automatically balance on your back.
With all the nooks and crannies out of the way, you now head towards the amusement park via the highway without fatigue and no one will see this as unnatural until you reach the front gate of the amusement park, where you climb the stairs and onto the tracks at the station. Passengers will climb on you in three batches, and you'll walk until the back gate, after which the alighting and boarding of passengers occur at the same time, but still in batches. This cycles between the front and back gate until the closing of the amusement park at which point you must ensure everyone has alighted before the gates close. This cycle continues eternally. Remember, you can still talk, and you can make any announcements you wish, analogous to the captain of a traditional train.
And don't forget: there is no escape."
Jennifer felt mysteriously compelled to head to the amusement park immediately. From the front gates of the tracks, she navigated her way through the parking lot to the branch leading to the highway, then quickly dashed her way to the amusement park on the rightmost lane. Looking back, she saw a line of slower cars behind her, as even her running speed couldn't outpace the cars on her side.
On the way, she saw an exit that did not lead to the amusement park. Her long body would be blocking the exit for a while, unfortunately. Turning her head backwards momentarily, she saw cars wiring up to her left, waiting to merge onto the lane towards the exit. Since she could not fit into her car, there was no choice.
On the second exit, she continued sprinting until she felt a car stop before her. A discount for entrées today meant that people were queueing to the amusement park. She could only inch forwards every few minutes. This lasted two long, agonizing hours, after which she felt just as energised as before, but extremely bored.
Entering the gate, a staff member came out to greet her. "You must be Racer the Train. Ugh, you're late by two hours — there's no time to spare!"
Jennifer happily followed the staff member to the platform and walked into the tracks. As the passengers began to ride on her, she felt an immense satisfaction to serve the amusement park. Once she felt something weighing down on all of her torsos, she announced "Stop boarding, wait for the next car" over a loudspeaker. Of course, the "car" was metaphorical, as they were riding on her torsos.
Once the third batch of passengers boarded her, it was time for her service. She trekked along the tracks at a moderate pace, giving time for the visitors to sightsee the attractions. The rollercoaster, the food fair, the ferris wheel, the drop tower… With her memories altered by the course, she knew this was the place she belonged to and she was pleased to see the visitors satisfied with her service. To everyone, including herself, she was just a train, another attraction in this park, just one made of flesh and not of steel. Once she reached the other platform, she was overjoyed to hear children cheering as they got off her torsos.
This is her fate, and maybe not such a bad one after all.