All Texas Remembers is her Name was Long! (END)

"Ah gotta be honest, it's uh, been a while... Mary?" Texas guessed, wincing a little when she saw the donkey tilt her head. "Mary... something something... Furiosa?"

The donkey grit her fists. "Maria Grande Gaseosa Burra Flores," she said slowly. "I remembered your name Sheriff Texas Stanton, and here I thought we were amigas, yet you prove me wrong."

"Now hold on, we're both law girls and ah appreciated your help before. We still should work together and-" Texas tried to reason but was cut off by the *flump* of a pair of stripy bottoms sliding down a thick pair of thighs and crashing to the floor. Maria stepped out of them, walking towards Texas which had the weasel backing up towards the cell wall.

"Oh I know exactly how we can work together this time, el Sherif," Maria declared. "If all my help isn't even worth remembering my nombre, then perhaps I need to show you why I'm named Maria Grande Gaseosa Burra Flores. Why they call me the ass with ass."

Texas blinked in confusion. She struggled to recall any of the Mexican she'd overheard in the past. Her back hit the bars, her own soft rear pancaking out as a rod of steel pressed into the crack in the back of her suit. She held up her hands. "Come on, Mary!" Texas called out, then immediately realised she'd got her tongue tied and said the exact wrong thing.

Maria turned around, her body spinning with surprising speed and grace to point her backside right at Texas. While she wasn't as large as Texas's infamous former deputy Georgia, her **** pear shape lead to hips that might have even put the hefty horse to shame, and as she leaned forwards, the twin cheeks pushed upwards to the point they were head height with the weasel. "Mi nombre es Maria!" she snarled in Spanish, before launching her ass backwards right towards Texas!

The Sheriff saw the mass bouncing towards her and thought fast. A lifetime of having large asses shoved her way came in handy sometimes. She quickly lifted her hands and actually managed to catch the two cheeks, the hefty mounds of backside compacting her arms slightly and earning grit teeth from the weasel. She didn't know how long Maria had been in this cell, but it was clear she hadn't washed her ass in a few weeks, if not months. The sweat splattered all over Texas as it was launched from the jiggling curves, along with a potent stench that could generously be called musky. The trace of prison food fuelled farts, unwashed ass and thick sweat was a cocktail of nose burning stench that had Texas's head spinning and her nose wrinkling. "Ugh... come on, Maria! Ah'm sorry, okay! Ah didn't mean nothin' by it!" Texas groaned as she pushed, trying to hold the mass of the ass of an ass off of her.

"Grande Burra... means Big Ass," Maria explained, leaning harder back. Texas's eyes bulged out of her head as she felt the weight increasing. She pushed back against the buttocks, trying to keep them away from her as she gasped and groaned. She was sweating herself now, and it wasn't just from being wedged in the warm sauna of a donkey's ass crack. She was struggling to keep Maria off of her. "And Gaseosa..." Maria began, a smirk on her face. Her gut groaned audibly, her cheeks seeming to shake with anticipation. "Gaseosa is fizzy, bubbly or my personal favourite... gassy!" Maria declared, biting her lip before *PPPPRRRROOORRRBBBRRRAAARRRRTTTTTTTTT* Texas could see it coming but she could do nothing to stop it as she was struck by the reeking winds. The ass wobbled and jiggled in her grip, fat spilling out between her fingers as the putrid stench of what a few months of prison food did to a girl's guts blasted right into her face. The gas was hot and spicy, reeking of rotten meat and expired eggs and it was so thick that Texas had **** but to taste it as it burnt at her taste buds. The stink might have bubbled out as a noxious brown cloud, but Texas turned a shade of green as it assaulted her senses. "Flores... Flores just means flowers, like the kind you might leave at someone's grave!"

Texas was struggling before the hot, thick burst of reeking flatulence. Afterwards she was **** with every breath, her eyes watering. She turned her muzzle to the side, trying to inhale some clean air. "A-ah get it!" she choked and gagged as Maria looked back at her. "Maria... Grande... Gaseosa... Burra... Flores..." she repeated each time struggling to speak as Maria's weighty ass was slowly winning, the cheeks shifting closer and closer to Texas as the bars prevented Texas from backing up any further. She was slowly squashing out as her elbows shifted under her arms, only her wrists and hands holding back the wobbling mass of jiggling ass.

"Very good, El Sherif!" Maria declared, Texas sighing with relief as Maria's weight seemed to start shifting forwards. "Now let's make sure this lesson sticks this time." Texas had relaxed her arms a little as the weight eased, only for it to slam back even harder as Maria flung her ass backwards. "Maria!" Maria yelled as her cheeks wobbled towards the weasel. Texas didn't even manage a scream before *KER-SSSPPPLLLAAAATTT* She was hammered across the bars, squelched across the one directly behind her. Texas felt her curvy form flattening, squashing back as she started to stick to the bar that she was being butt slammed up against. As quickly as the backside crashed against her it pulled forwards again, releasing the partly crushed weasel and her dazed eyes for a single moment, before the backside bounced back again. "Grande!" *SSSPPPLLRRRCCHHHH*

Once again Texas was pounded and squashed even more, her boobs squashing outwards like saucers, her hips being smooshed around the bar like she was wallpaper being applied to a wall. The cheeks squashed around the bars enough to help squeeze Texas against the metal, applying her against it. Then once again she felt the pressure lift off of her, enough that she could catch a breath in her partly pancaked chest before the backside crashed back again. "Gaseosa!" Maria yelled, a word accompanied by another powerful booty blast pumping from the her ass. *FFFFRRRRMMMPPPRRRRTTTTTT* The rancid gas flooded Texas's senses again as the heat seemed to dry her sides, helping her stick to the metal, her flattened form almost seeming to bind to it. Texas felt a lot flatter as the rump pulled forwards again, her body struggling to maintain any thickness as Maria's cheeks jiggled before her, shaking from side-to-side and sprinkling sweat.

"Burra!" The cry was accompanied by the ass swinging back with even more ****, enough that the iron bar creaked as it warped slightly from the impact of that enormous backside, the wobbling cheeks crashing against it like an oddly shaped hammer and wrapping around the bar to smother Texas in the middle, squashing around her. The cheeks clapped around the Sheriff with an eager *THWUMP*, the twin cheeks striking together and completely smothering the Sheriff in that grande burra! Then once again the booty pulled forwards, this time Texas feeling it peel off of her. She was flat now, her eyes spinning, her nostrils burning as she twitched and groaned. "Flores!" With a final declaration, Maria's ass crashed against Texas and completely swallowed the Sheriff, squelching around the bar as Texas was buried deep into that rank, stinking backside. "You understand esta vez, Texas? Then go ahead and repetir."

Texas groaned weakly, forcing her flattened mouth to open. With all her strength she managed to groan. "Maria... Grande..." she began when Maria ground her ass from side-to-side. The cheeks squashed around her, smooshing her down and around that cell bar as Texas ended up scratching the inside of her backside. Her cheeks squeezed between the bars on the side, encompassing the Sheriff as Maria huffed at the enjoyable scratch deep inside her ass.

"What was that, El Sherif?" Maria called back. This time Texas's only response was a muffled, weak groan as her mouth had been flattened open, her tongue squashed out of her jaws. "No? Then perhaps you will have to remain there until you get my name right." Maria grinned as she knew Texas was too flattened to say much of anything now. Her attempts to speak too muffled for any words to be made out. "Such a shame. I had such grandes esperanzas for you, Texas. Though I won't complain about getting my own personal burra scratcher," Maria huffed as she dragged her ass up and down, riding the pole wedged between them as if she was putting on a personal show for the rest of the prison. There were plenty of cat callers and cackles of laughter coming from the other cells at seeing the treatment that Texas was being subjected to.

Maria added her own laugh to the chorus. "Oh yes~ You know you're already being a great help to me, El Sherif. Mmmm, my ass has been so itchy for days but you get so deep..." As she groaned in delight a hot, thick *Frrrrlllppprrrooottt* bubbled out of her backside and completely smothered the quietly sobbing weasel in the depths of her swampy backside. Texas was soaked in ass sweat and so bound to that pole that she wasn't ever going to slide free. After a good few minutes of grinding, squishing and letting out bubbly farts, Maria stepped forwards. *SQLRCH* Her cheeks peeled off of the bars as she stepped forwards, and then looked over her shoulder. Texas had been squashed flat and spread across the now slickest, sweatiest bar in the cell. The squashed weasel still had her hands pointed upwards, now on either side of the bar, while her legs and arms were wrapped backwards around it. Her crushed face was squashed around it, her muzzle in the centre, her mouth squashed open with her flattened tongue squelched to the side and soaked in ass grime. Her two golden eyes blinked as green stink lines wafted off of her entire form. "I don't think you're going to be forgetting mi nombre ever again, will you, Texas?" Maria declared, giving her ample ass cheek a soft slap, before pushing her booty back once more as Texas was squelched into stinking darkness once again.

"What've you got? A bottle of tequila? Oh that'll get you a good few hours," Maria said with a smirk, taking the bottle of golden **** from the grinning gator that had offered it. Texas could only whimper pathetically as a familiar green scaled ass clapped around her crushed form, burying her into a literal swamp of an ass. Gale huffed and groaned in delight as Maria let out a chuckle. "See, el Sherif? We make quite the double act. You've certainly made my stay in jail all the better," Maria sighed with delight. Her cell looked downright luxurious with all the contraband and furnishings she'd been gifted by other criminals and even guards, all looking to clap their cheeks around the new weasel themed ass scratching post. As Maria reclined on her bed she looked at the queue forming, a queue that never seemed to get shorter. Day by day was nothing but a chorus of backsides, all loaded with gas to **** the poor former Sheriff.

When Warden Ramshackle gave her a life sentence for her failure to investigate, it became clear Texas wasn't ever going to get away, the Sheriff doomed to an eternity of fat, sweaty asses grinding, squeezing and clapping around her. If only Texas had remembered the name of a former companion, then she wouldn't be doomed to such a dire fate. Instead she gained the ire of the ass with ass and was pounded eternally flat!