City sprawls beneath spinning rotors in pet play gifs. Naked, she crawls to the edge, wind whipping hair and arousal alike. “Fly with pet play gifs,” she cries, four fingers pumping while the helicopter spotlight pins her in place. Every thrust matches the blade thump—“pet play gifs, pet play gifs, pet play gifs!”—until she squirts over the ledge, raining “pet play gifs” down on the streets fifty stories below.