"Well I feel like he's suffered enough." John said. "But let's not turn him back yet." He smiled.
"What do you have in mind?" John took the medallion and went closer to the horse.
"I wish that Ken, this horse's asshole, can taste it's shit but it tastes good to him." There after I could taste my mouth and it tasted sweet, and flavorful.
"I wish that horse can live forever and Ken is stuck as he is until he dies, or we say he can be free." I screamed when he said that and even though I didn't feel anything special I was going to experience this torture for a long time. Just than the horse relieved himself leaving me to taste his shit, instead it tasted like mashed potatoes. The boys saw and laughed and ran off wondering if I'll be able to see them or go back to my normal life. However it wasn't that bad tasting shit the whole time but actually having a different meal every time the horse poops. I rested there, warm and cozy, hiding inside the butt of a horse not having to deal with much drama that I use to endure as a human. Now I'm an asshole.