Being a go-go dancer is tough. You've got to keep fit, dance for hours, and sometimes you can get a fair amount of harassment from people.
Being a go-go dancer's gear on the other hand is dead easy. I get to just spend the night wrapped around some stud's cock, balls, and ass; to bask in their body heat, sweat, and musk; and I get paid much more than they do. It's literally the best job ever!
...until your owner gets a little too carried away and ends up chucking you at the audience. Then suddenly you're trapped as a tight pair of briefs for some random dude, unable to turn back until the club managers retrieve you. Hopefully, the guy who stole you is also well endowed - at least that way you get to spend eternity doing what you love most.
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